bayedsolid Chapter 354 The Only Meat in the Star World
Chapter 354 The Only Meat in the Star World
"Brother, is Auntie Chicken a chicken?" Diao Huaichun asked with a puzzled look on his face. He was curious about this so-called "cuckoo chicken" because he had never heard of this special chicken.
"Haven't you ever tried cuckoo chicken?" Number One looked at Diao Huaichun in surprise and asked. In his opinion, while cuckoo chicken wasn't particularly rare in the interstellar world, it was a relatively common food, affordable for anyone with a little money. It was one of the few meats currently available in the interstellar world.
"I don't know if we're talking about the same kind. I eat chicken all the time," Diao Huaichun said seriously. It was indeed true. In his hometown, some people also call ordinary chicken "Auntie Chicken," and he wasn't sure if it was the same kind as the one in Number One.
"Have you tried this? It tastes okay, but it's a far cry from this snake soup." Number One pulled out his smart computer, flipped through a picture of a cuckoo chicken, and handed it to Diao Huaichun. The cuckoo chicken in the picture looked ordinary, similar to a common domestic chicken.
"Oh, this, I've eaten it before. If I cook this with a snake, it'll be an even more delicious dish." Diao Huaichun took one look and understood. This was just an ordinary chicken from their world. He thought, no wonder it's edible here, and it hasn't mutated. Various cooking scenes instantly emerged in his mind, imagining what a wonderful taste it would be if the chicken and snake were cooked together.
"Really? But this cuckoo chicken was preserved by our ancestors. Otherwise, we wouldn't have meat to eat." Number One said with some relief. His eyes revealed gratitude to his ancestors. If it weren't for their efforts, they might have been without meat to eat long ago.
"So this is all your ancestors have preserved?" Diao Huaichun asked, growing increasingly curious. He wondered if they had some mysterious connection to this interstellar world. Why would there be chickens from their world here? But just this one kind of chicken wasn't enough to prove anything.
"Meat, that's all that's been preserved. Plants are completely gone. Historical records show that the plants died soon after our ancestors escaped from the planet. Those that survived mutated," Number One said seriously. This information was common knowledge among them, so he naturally knew the origins of their interstellar people. He recalled those ancient legends, and a complex wave of emotions welled up in his heart. He wondered how many hardships and dangers his race had endured in this vast universe to reach this day.
"Even the things that are available now are so rare. Before we came here, there was an auction in Xinghai City where two daggers appeared. They were weapons from our ancestors. What a pity, I didn't take a look." Number One's face was filled with regret, and his words were filled with deep regret. He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if trying to picture the appearance of the two mysterious daggers in his mind. "It is said that the craftsmanship of those daggers is exquisite, and they still shine coldly after years. They have unimaginable value."
"A dagger! I've heard of it." Diao Huaichun was shocked when he heard this, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He subconsciously touched the dagger on his waist. It was a simple dagger with a sharp blade, flashing a cold light in the sun. He thought to himself that the dagger in his hand was so precious in the interstellar space. For a moment, he didn't dare to show it to others, for fear of attracting the covetousness of the dozens of people around him, or even siege. His expression was a little unnatural, and he forced a smile, "I just heard a little about it. I didn't expect it to be so rare here."
"Brother, how come you have so much food? This snake soup is so delicious! I need another bowl!" Number One devoured his bowl of snake soup in a flash, still wanting more. He stared intently at the cauldron and eagerly got up to get more meat. Meanwhile, steam billowed from the bonfire, the cauldron engulfed in flames. A rich aroma permeated the air, whetting everyone's appetite.
In fact, Pan Zhouwen used an entire green-red snake for this snake soup, employing ten large pots to barely satisfy the needs of the fifty people. Everyone gathered around the pots, laughing and chatting, enjoying this rare delicacy to their heart's content. In the end, the fifty people worked together to devour the enormous green-red snake, leaving only a pile of bones.
"Boss, I'm so heartbroken!" Ye Xuexin ran to Nangong Jingming with a distressed expression, covering his chest exaggeratedly. His eyes were wide open, full of regret.
"What are you heartbroken about?" Nangong Jingming frowned slightly and looked at Ye Xuexin with some confusion, not understanding why he was so emotional.
"I'm so sad we missed out on such a delicious treat! We burned so many green and red snake carcasses, what a waste!" Ye Xuexin stamped his feet, his mind flashing back to the images of those burned green and red snake carcasses. It felt like he'd missed out on countless culinary treasures. He slapped his thigh, his face filled with regret as he said, "Those were all ingredients that could have been turned into delicious food, and we burned them like that. What a waste!"
"Don't worry, there will be more in the future. When the time comes, we'll all try them out. If they taste good, keep them. If they don't, forget them." Nangong Jingming consoled him with a smile. He patted Ye Xuexin on the shoulder, his eyes revealing determination and composure. In his view, the road ahead was still long, with many opportunities, so there was no need to lament the present loss.
"Yeah, I've already had a fever, and I can't get it back. I'm going to rest. I feel a little warm now." Ye Xuexin sighed helplessly, realizing that the matter was done and no amount of regret would help. He stretched and turned to the rest area, thinking to himself that he had to work later and needed to conserve his energy.
"Brother Nangong, will this thing cause a commotion in the interstellar space?" Su Siyi gently walked over to Nangong Jingming, a hint of worry in her eyes. She bit her lip slightly, frowned slightly, and looked into the dark night sky in the distance, as if she could foresee the coming storm.
"It should. After all, the entire galaxy hasn't yet found a solution to interstellar pollution. If they knew we had a solution, it would definitely be taken seriously," Nangong Jingming said cautiously, his voice low. He glanced around, making sure no one could overhear their conversation, a hint of caution in his eyes. The interstellar world is complex and ever-changing, and such a significant discovery would inevitably attract attention from all sides, with incalculable risks and opportunities.