Wandering Spaceship in Deep Space Chapter 123: Light years away

Many are relatively simple foods like oden, just boil them in a pot of soup, and some are ethnic foods. However, for the current conditions, this kind of thing is already delicious enough.

Zhang Yuan ate a meatball that he didn't usually like to eat into his stomach. With the spicy smell, he choked directly into his throat, almost crying.

Perhaps it is because the chili oil of Chaotian pepper is a bit too hot, or maybe it is for other reasons...

How long ago was it the last time he had this taste?

"How about, my cooking skills are good! I made these fish **** by myself." Lin Xuanxuan asked with a smile, looking at him with her eyes.

Zhang Yuan doesn't know how to say it, the taste is really average, no matter how you make the balls, it's just like that.

However, the food that I made by myself and cooked in chili water seems to have a slightly different taste.

That kind of feeling is simply...

Soul!

"It's good, but it's a bit spicy!" As he said, he involuntarily wiped the sweat from his face.

The spiciness made him unable to distinguish the other flavors.

In other words, the food itself is not the taste, but the nostalgia for the hometown...

People in each place have their own taste. The northwest is the taste of mutton and slicing noodles, the Shandong province is the taste of dumplings wrapped in pork, Sichuan is a pot of red oily, Jiangnan is filled with sweet and delicate lotus roots. The aroma of glutinous rice.

This kind of spiciness is certainly not the taste of his real hometown, but it is enough to be mourning. Because of the whole earth, it is already considered a big hometown, even if you eat pasta...it can be regarded as the taste of hometown.

"That Chaotian pepper is really hot. It should be made in a variety of botanical gardens. It can be used for many years at one time... By the way, are you a girl from Sichuan, and bring a bottle of pepper oil on the spaceship?"

"Guess it, guess it..." Lin Xuanxuan's face was flushed, she was already too hot by the spiciness.

"I don't think it should be, you are so afraid of spicy food!"

"Don't I look like a hot girl? Ha!"

After a while, a large force came.

I heard that Mr. Zhang Yuan, who is "generous and hospitable", wants to invite everyone to dinner, and everyone is very interested. Especially when they walked into the canteen, many original Xia people smelled the familiar smell and showed an expression of interest.

All dinners are in a buffet style. Of course, you can also choose to do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing.

At this moment, what almost everyone thinks of is not the dishes made by a certain star hotel or a certain chef, but the smell of their childhood hometown.

Many people are eating and chatting together. The overall atmosphere is very good.

"It's too hot, too hot, I really don't understand why you guys abuse yourself. According to scientific research, hotness is really a toxin!" John ran over and said, sweating profusely.

"I want to eat some sugar, do you have any sugar!"

The entire face he had eaten was swollen, his tongue stuck out, and there was no way to retract it.

"Who said that eating is only for health? Eating is only for taste." Zhang Yuan said with a smile, "John, enjoy the food...Xia Guoren's food varieties are much richer than yours."

"That... the black rice is really good. If you can add a little curry, it would be even better. Unfortunately, there is no curry, what a pity."

"Curry bibimbap?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yuan really can't approve of this guy's taste in life.

The atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic. It seems that everyone hasn't experienced this kind of enthusiastic scene for a long time. Even some people who don't like enthusiasm have enjoyed it.

"Quiet, everyone, be quiet!"

A young guy suddenly yelled in excitement, "Next, please...Ms. An Feifei will perform a show for everyone."

A girl seemed to have failed to play the "Adventure" game. She plucked up the courage to come to the stage and sang an old song with a blushing face.

"Feeling stops at my fingertips, like instant freezing time.

Remember to look at my firm eyes, maybe there is no tomorrow.

Faced with the vast sea of ​​stars, we are as small as dust..."

There is no accompaniment, just a cappella.

The level of the singer is not bad, and the light voice echoed on the top of everyone's heart, making everyone stop talking.

Zhang Yuan lifted his head.

Gathering together light-years away, most of the same kind are in a deep sleep, maybe tomorrow is a dream that can't be awakened.

Three thousand years is too short, just a short moment of the universe.

Three thousand years is too long, maybe even the human civilization in the rear will be dissipated by the time of enlightenment.

I don't know why, Zhang Yuan felt a little bitterness in his heart.

If you count as a hypocritical age, he is more than two hundred years old. According to the true age, he is also 27 years old. He has experienced enough things and is no longer a ignorant student who just graduated.

But now, a little food, once together, can make him feel a kind of happiness called happiness, which was unimaginable before.

Perhaps, floating in the vast universe, relying on this mothership for life, not knowing his ultimate destiny, or the future direction.

1.2 light years away, although there are more of the same kind, but they are no longer in the same era.

Never go back, that pretty and rough world.

This feeling of loneliness has not been personally tested, and may never really be known.

The singer bowed after singing a song and stepped down.

Happiness!

The applause was thunderous.

Immediately afterwards, someone spontaneously came to the stage and played a song "Childhood Memories" on the harmonica.

The recollections from when I was young came in my mind. I remember that when I was young, my dad liked to play some pure music at home.

Now in this lonely little environment, suddenly hearing this song, it really reminds me of a lot of things buried deep in memory, happy and sad...

Next, another young man came to the stage~IndoMTL.com~ to perform his basketball skills.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xu Kun. I am a tenth-level staff member of the Ministry of Communications. I like singing, dancing, playing basketball, r..."

"!"

"Hush!" A whistle sounded from the audience.

To be honest, because he hasn't played basketball for a long time, the boy's skills are really bad, but the slightly funny performance brings a joyful atmosphere.

These performers are voluntary, and Zhang Yuan feels that his palms are a little red.

Three hours later, in a joyous atmosphere, the dinner was over.

In general, the dinner party was quite exciting and nothing happened.

Many guys who always had a straight face also burst into smiles for a while. Anyway, get together more, make more friends, and it will do no harm...The latest chapter of the novel Deep Space Wandering Fleet is out of chapter 123 light years. URL: https://