Chapter 760: Meteorite From Outer Space (Please Give Me a Monthly Ticket!)

The big steamed buns of the Yan family are big, white, soft and fragrant.

The fragrance of the steamed buns when they are just out of the pot is very tempting.

Yan Yu has been waiting for this moment.

She didn't mind the heat, blowing on them while swallowing them whole.

Yan Laoer smiled and watched his daughter chewing the buns dry without stopping her.

He knew that this little snack before the meal would not affect her dinner. His daughter gradually became a big eater, and the food she ate was converted into strength. It should be said that there was an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Every bit of strength came for a reason, and it was fed by their parents little by little. As long as they change their minds, they feel quite at ease.

"Dabao, give a few to those boys too." Yan Laoer picked out a basket of steamed buns and handed them to Yan Yu.

Yan Yu nodded, quickly put another one in her mouth, and left the kitchen biting it.

With a glance, the Wei brothers quickly followed.

The winnowing basket was handed to Wei San, and Yan Yu took half of the steamed bun from his mouth and chewed it slowly.

"Here! Eat it!"

Several hands reached into the winnowing basket at the same time.

The Wei brothers devoured it, and their expressions were not much better than Yan Yu.

The secretion of saliva intensified the sweetness of the wheat aroma.

"It's delicious, how come your steamed buns are so fragrant!" Wei Qi said while eating.

Wei San, Wei Si, and Wei Liu nodded repeatedly.

Agree with this statement.

At this time, all the rebellious and unruly little thorns disappeared.

Looking at Yan Xiaoer who used to bully them, they were much more pleasing to the eye.

Children's likes and dislikes are so simple, and their mouths soften when they eat others.

"Of course the dough kneaded with milk is fragrant." Yan Yu explained their doubts.

"Chew more, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is." Yan Yu reached out and took out another steamed bun, demonstrating.

"Why are you so good at eating?" Wei Si asked.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows. He has only been here for a few days, and he has already learned the dialect of Guanzhou? It's a pity that it is not very authentic.

"Wei Xiaoqi can eat too." Yan Yu avoided the main point.

Wei Xiaoqi nodded and shook his head: "I have been observing you for a few days. You can eat more than me. No wonder you are stronger than me."

Yan Yu's strength is very eye-catching. They trained together in the military camp, so it is naturally visible.

But everyone in Xiao'an Camp is used to it. They are embarrassed to make a fuss and only discuss it secretly in private.

"What can I do if it is born." Yan Yu said very proudly.

Only Wei Xiaoqi nodded in agreement. The other three looked at each other, and didn't say anything, but bit the steamed buns more fiercely.

"Your father can actually cook?" Wei Liu was surprised.

Yan Yu was very proud: "Not only can I cook, but I cook it very well. Isn't this big steamed bun delicious? The braised pork in the evening is my father's specialty! Eat less, so you won't be hungry later."

"Xiaoer, does your father cook every day at home?" Wei Xiaoqi asked his true feelings accidentally.

Yan Yu's eyes were full of vigilance. What's the matter? You want to come to my house every day for free meals?

"Dad is so busy, how is it possible!" She blocked the idea of ​​this stinky boy with just one sentence.

...

The table was set in the yard for dinner as usual.

As soon as the braised pork that Yan Laoer had kept warm in a large casserole was served on the table, it attracted the special attention of the Wei brothers.

These guys ate without saying a word.

As they ate, they also learned to eat behind others cleverly.

Wherever Yan Xiaoer's chopsticks fell, their chopsticks fell there.

Don't say it, this feeling of being able to taste all the delicacies without thinking is really good.

Especially scrambling to eat meat, hiccup! It smells even better.

Yan Yu is not someone who can be snatched away from the table.

She puffed up her cheeks and stared at them intently.

She devoured everything with her chopsticks.

Her little mouth kept chewing, so annoying! The speed of her teeth chewing limited her performance.

But it doesn't matter, the final winner will only be her!

As time went by, the Wei brothers gradually lost, and they really couldn't eat anymore.

Yan Yu became happy and winked at them.

Little guys, I can't accept you!

...

The Wei brothers returned to the barracks with round bellies.

"The waiter is not bragging, her father's cooking is really delicious."

"It's much better than what our chef cooks!"

"Brothers, you heard it too, right? The eldest daughter of the Yan family is getting engaged on the fifth day of the first lunar month, and a banquet will be set up, and General Yan will be the chef."

"Well, let's come again on the fifth day of the first lunar month."

"We should have lived in the Yan family that day."

Several people kept silent.

It's useless to regret this. It's already like this. We can't tell them that they want to live in Yan's house because they are greedy for meat.

"In the future... let's be nicer to Yan Xiaoer?" Wei Liu suggested in a low voice.

Wei Xiaoqi muttered: "How do you mean nice? He eats well and sleeps well, but we can't beat him in a fight."

Wei Si suddenly said: "Xiaoqi, lend your knife to Yan Xiaoer to see."

It can only be said that children are more sensitive. They have long seen that Yan Xiaoer cares about Wei Qi's knife.

Wei Xiaoqi hesitated again and again, "Borrow it, I will lend it to Yan Xiaoer if she wants to borrow it." He couldn't help asking: "Can I go to Yan's house for dinner in this way? I don't lend my knife to others. If she wants to lend me a knife, she must let me go to her house for dinner."

The child's wish is simple and unpretentious.

Just for a bite of food.

...

The Wei brothers didn't know that Yan Xiaoer didn't want to borrow the knife now.

Yan Laoer loved the child and sent the iron lump disguised as meteorite iron to Sha the blacksmith early.

Unexpectedly, at night, Sha the blacksmith came and knocked on the Yan family’s gate.

He hugged the iron lump back.

"It's not that I don't want to fight, I'm really afraid of ruining it." Blacksmith Sha's rough hands couldn't help but rub the shiny natural ore with metallic luster, and said with emotion: "Meteorite is rare, I have never seen one in my life. , I just heard that when your family sent this ore, they said it was meteorite. At that time, I just believed it and didn’t believe it. I also thought that you had been deceived..."

"I didn't expect it to be real. I only burned a little of this ore and meteorite iron and poured it into the mold for casting arrowheads. I thought I would give it a try. Look, look, this arrowhead is more durable than ordinary iron arrowheads. It's sharp and strong. It took me a hundred times to forge it with all my strength before it deformed slightly. This... this is really good iron!" Blacksmith Sha was excited and incoherent: "My craftsmanship is not worthy of it, I can't, I can't!"

"There is also this picture that Lady Yan gave me." Blacksmith Sha carefully took it out from his arms, unfolded it layer by layer, and handed it over. "I can barely make such a blade with ordinary iron, but I can't make it with meteorite iron, for fear of destroying the material and the knife."

Li Xuemei looked at the picture and said, "Tiejiang Sha, I forgot to tell you that we want to change this picture again."

Blacksmith Sha asked smoothly: "Where to change it?"

"Here on the blade, make it thicker." Li Xuemei pointed to the spot she originally marked.

Yan Laoer said quickly: "Yes, make it thicker and not so sharp. The epee has no edge. Well, the knife is already heavy, so it doesn't need to be so sharp. Lao Sha, take a look, will it be easier to manage after this modification?"

"We all know your craftsmanship, Lao Sha, okay! That meteorite is just a gimmick. It doesn't matter if it falls from the sky or is dug out of the ground. You can just fight as usual, whatever you want. The pictures don’t all need to be the same, just hit the target if it’s strong.” (End of this chapter)