There was a lot of noise outside.

Daoye's eyes kept looking out the window, but because the windows and curtains were closed, he could not see anything.

Chen Qian finally tried to soothe his beating heartbroken, so he went to connect Ye Yun's ventilator to Daoye. I don't know what special thing about Ye Yun's ventilator is compared to the ventilator of Shangmin Medical Center. The effect was instantly effective. Daoye's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although it is still very weak and unable to speak.

But the basic consciousness is already there.

Chen Qian took out Ye Yun's notebook and put it on the pillow for Master Dao. The old man choked and coughed a few more times. Chen Qian immediately gave him a towel, and then he coughed violently...

It’s strange, the more you cough, the more you become more energetic.

"Well, don't look back." Chen Qian said, touching his chin and looking at him.

"..." Dao Ye couldn't speak, and he was so angry that he bulged his eyes and glared at him.

Seeing his strength to glar at people, Chen Qian said, "You know you took the wrong medicine, right? You see, you are so old that you don't want to be like a child, and you can stuff someone candy into your mouth... Although there are many good people like me in this world, there are still some bad people."

You just took the wrong medicine, your whole family took the wrong medicine... Dao Ye turned his head into the bed with difficulty, not wanting to talk to him. He had come alive, but how unfair if he was angry again?

Chen Qian opened the curtains a little, letting the sunlight shine in.

Master Dao squinted his eyes and quickly got used to it.

But Daoye also saw many players around the outside of the yard.

He lives in a very cold place in Jingmuyuan West District, so there shouldn't be so many talents.

He turned his head to look at Chen Qian with difficulty again.

"Oh, Jingmuyuan has come to many kind-hearted people recently, and they are dedicated to helping you, Gugua, cook, wash clothes, and take care of your daily life. They are all good at serving people, but they are just noisy and have too much curiosity. If you ask this or that, the city defense army will not let them in." Chen Qianyun said calmly.

Dao Ye stared at him again.

He has been ill and turned a blind eye to the outside world, but there is still some basic logic, so what the hell is the city defense force?

"Anyway, I'll just say that, just believe it." After Chen Qian talked casually, he heard a loud sound...

Gu...

The sound of a foodie came from Daoye's belly.

No matter how weak you are, the first thing you do when you survive is to eat!

"I know I'm hungry, that's pretty good. I want Yuzi to send some warm porridge." Chen Qian opened his watch, gave Yuzi a message, and then complained about the money. Their public transportation business should be expanded to the city.

It is also time to develop new projects such as takeaway, running errands, and enrich the end-of-life lives of players and NPCs.

But no matter what, Chen Qian felt relieved when he saw that Dao Ye was safe.

"By the way, I'll lend it to your yard for a while." He heard a prompt on his headphones - there was new items in your backpack, and he knew that the first bowl-mouthed pig was about to be out of the cage.

Master Dao couldn't speak, but he expressed doubts in his eyes.

There are only flowers and plants in his yard, so why are you borrowed?

"Oh, I'll have a little piglet." Chen Qian stood up with a smile.

There was a sound of the cloth pulling.

Daoye seemed to pull the quilt hard?

"I know you want to eat it, but you can't eat it now." Chen Qian said to Dao Ye in embarrassment.

Master Dao lay in despair.

Because he received the right props to treat him, he finally recovered a little bit of his spirit in his eyes, and he had no hope of losing his life at once.

++++++

The biggest advantage of Daoye here is that he has a complete range of guys.

Chen Qian turned out a grill in a corner of the yard. Compared to the size of the bowl pig, the grill was a little bigger, but fortunately he was a dustman, so he modified it and adapted it perfectly.

Although the system prompted that "some of the pigs produced may be aggressive", fortunately, they were not the first to give him a warning.

So, I'm starting to deal with the piglets.

The pig with the bowl mouth that had just been out of the cage had a fluid skin. Chen Qian was not going to make gel today, so he waited for a while and let the fluid solidify, forming a layer of translucent skin with milky white without a single hair.

He took out [Qiu Xin] and rubbed Dao Ye’s sharpening rod twice. After simple pretreatment, he cut open the skin of the pig with a knife, then fell down the heavy knife, cut open the ribs in the middle, carefully cut off the inner membrane, and took out the ribs about the size of a chicken bone from the inside...

Clean and drain.

Then he took two small plates, one plate mixed with wet ingredients, and the other plate was dry. When the pigs on the bowl were almost dry, he first applied the historical materials to the inner cavity and continued to dry them.

Players who were stopped by the city defense force outside looked at each other, and wanted to find the answer from other people's faces.

"What's that person doing inside?"

"Uh, it seems like I'm doing something... cooking?"

"Garden Barbecue? Who are these people? Can you see what ID is clearly?"

"It's a little far away, blocked by the tree, he can see clearly if he gets closer..."

"He couldn't see clearly at this distance. It was embarrassing. He didn't pay attention to his ID when he went in just now. It seemed to be two words?"

"Two words? Trajectory?"

The players who were stopped by the City Defense Force were all confused, and the whole world was busy destroying the I-Science Teaching!

If you don’t hurry up and ask some information, then help us ask if it’s OK?

Not only did Chen Qian have the leisure to deal with the little suckling pig slowly, he was also humming a song...

After returning from the Dark Fire Hunting Group, I haven't eaten this thing for a long time. Thinking about it, it's a rhythm of saliva.

I will try it for Xiaoyu to try it.

However, it is really too slow to produce one by one.

Need a pigpen.

Mass production is the king!

"Hey hey hey, the one inside..." The players outside could not get in because of the city defense force, but they could shout to Chen Qian, "Is there an NPC in this scene?"

Chen Qian's hand turned over a flower, cut a shallow scratch on the milky white pig's skin, and replied with a smile: "Yes."

The player immediately asked again: "Then have you already obtained the NPC mission?"

Chen Qian waved his hand at him with a knife: "There is not a mission NPC inside."

"Free NPC can also give you clues." The other two players also lay at the door and said, "Brother, why don't you share it?"

"Yes, I can share any clues with you."

"If you don't join our team, let's talk about it? We are looking for someone named Nie Ningyuan here. Is it him inside?"

Chen Qian smiled.

The fire broke out and ignored them.

Nowadays, it should be difficult to find such a place protected by the city defense force and completely undisturbed. He patiently waited for the water to drain a little more, then applied salt to the outer skin of the small suckling pig, and then poured the hot hot water on it.

Without a handy wooden stick, he simply took out a piece of mutant crystal that had been put in from Daoye's backpack, folded it into two sections, supported the suckling pig, and then brushed the honey produced from Daoye's "wax stick" on it.

"This roasted pig must be made of charcoal fire, but unfortunately..." Chen Qian really couldn't find anything that could replace charcoal fire in this world. The ignition operations in the game are all the system defaults. Fire is fire. AI cannot tell the impact of different fires such as wood, charcoal fire, and gas on food.

First, the skin is too high, then the grill is raised...

The fragrance slowly flows out.

"Chenmin, what are you doing?" Bibros, who was guarding the door, moved his nose and couldn't help but turn around. Compared to those players, he was closer to Chen Qian.

"I'm hungry, make some food." Chen Qian waved his hand and smiled, "Don't worry about me."

"..." I'm not trying to care about you, I'm trying to ask... Well, can I divide it into pieces after doing it?

Damn, I would have asked Amon to do this job if I had known it.

Bibros, who was tortured, listened to the sizzling sound of oil flowers coming out of the pig's skin, smelled the burnt and long smell of meat and milk that had never been seen in his life, and tears of regret flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It's too difficult to be a city defense force.

++++++

The bowl-mouth pig is not big after all.

Chen Qian spent less than one-third of the time he roasted pigs normally, and he almost calculated the production.

The roasted suckling pig, like amber, has a yellow and transparent color that makes people's index fingers move. He cut out a piece with a knife, rushing out a steam from the crispy and hard skin, and stretching out the water mist, revealing the fine and soft white meat inside. The first layer of fragrance is the burnt fragrance of the skin rushing into the nose, with the unique silky sweetness of honey, followed by the special milky aroma in the flesh, which is clearly divided by the refinement of bone meal sea salt.

He washed his hands and put the cut small piece into his mouth with his hands. The soft touch of his fingers and the crisp sound of biting at the entrance rushed to his brain together.

"Sure enough, what I made was better than what I cooked in Anhuo and the others." Chen Qian wiped the corner of his mouth contentedly. As a salted fish who relied on his face and had no pursuit, he only had a hobby in his life.

To be honest, the spiritual cage has such amazing technical conditions. What kind of apocalypse game is used to make? Isn’t it delicious to make a food game?

While complaining, Chen Qian transferred the roasted suckling pig to a small stone tray that had been heated in advance, and then simply cleaned up the scene.

He had heard Dao Ye sucking his nose in the room.

There is really nothing I can do, so just take it in and smell it for him.

He just went in, but Vice Captain Bibros outside was still standing there with more than a dozen players... Brother, are you really not going to share it? It's okay to just a small piece, or you can just eat outside, let's take a look, right?

"What are you doing?" As they were all stalking outside the door, a cold and majestic voice came from behind.

"...Instructor?" I don't know if Elsa's voice was too abrupt or if they were too focused when they saw the roasted suckling pig, and more than a dozen players at the door were shocked.
Chapter completed!