Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

The next morning, the insects, who had just woken up from their sleep, dazedly opened the Star Network and skillfully clicked on "Blue Cub".

What I saw was a strange pile of steel.

[Hmm? Are you getting fierce? Did you see Mr. Meng moving weapons? ]

[I finally couldn't resist the threat of the army commander and prepared protective gear to join the army? But these protective gears are so strange]

[You fake fans, I am a student at the First Military Academy. School is about to start. I guess I am catching up on my homework.]

"You all guessed wrong." Omon appeared on the camera, "These are not protective gear, they are what Blue Cub wants."

He put down the wooden board he was holding, and on top of it was a kitchen knife.

[Hmm...Blueboy has reached the age where he likes weapons.]

[We understand, we understand, but the anchor must be careful, the larvae are no less destructive than the adults, especially with things like laser guns, don’t let the larvae touch them!!]

[Hey, there is a story upstairs, tell it to me]

[No, it was an accident (smile), I won’t talk about it anymore, I want to save money to buy a house]

[Shh, don't make noise, the kid took a piece of meat, huh? What is this, a plaster? ]

Amid the discussion, Qi Shan started a fire, put an iron plate on the fire, and scooped out a piece of snow-white lard, which sizzled.

The fragrance is so good that the insects that share the taste buds are dizzy.

[I don't understand, today's meal is iron plate? ]

[It smells good, I'll try the grilled iron plate later, it looks very crispy]

[Hmm… I can eat it, but it makes me feel sick.]

Omon didn't understand it either, but he knew that Qi Shan wouldn't be so stupid as to be unable to bite the iron plate.

Use chopsticks made from two branches to pick up a piece of processed meat and place it on the iron plate. The oil and meat collide, creating an aroma that makes the insects drool.

[Ahhh]

What is this operation?

【Good fragrance】

"His ha——"

After it’s cooked, put it in your mouth and you’ll smell the scalding temperature and fascinating meaty aroma.

The sauce that has been soaked for a long time removes the fishy smell of the game, and it has more fat aroma and a satisfying feeling of grease in the mouth than roasting it directly over the fire.

Grilling another piece, this time with wild spices he’s discovered over the years.

Not stingy, heavy on salt, hemp, and full of spices.

The barrage was shocked.

【Oh no! 】

[What are you doing, kid? Don't waste such delicious meat! If you don't want to eat it, give it to me and I'll pay for the postage.]

[Salty fruit, the salty fruit that would take three days for me to feel better after eating one bite, but he actually smeared it all over his body]

[Don’t worry, he also applied hemp (smile) a lethal dose]

[Oh my god, the anchor, please stop him, he is not allowed to play with food]

Qi Shan picked up the roasted meat with bamboo sticks and handed it to Chong beside him.

"Give it to me?"

Ao Meng kept swallowing his saliva from the moment the oil started jumping on the iron plate. Although he was frightened by Qi Shan's operation later, the insect-attracting fragrance rushed straight to his nostrils.

He gritted his teeth. How could he not eat something that his son had baked himself? The worst that could happen was that he would have to stay in the hospital for two days.

【! Anchor, you really want to eat】

[Don't! Anchor, you are risking your life to spoil your cub.]

【yue】

[Haha, this is the result of your spoiling]

[This time the bug cub went too far. Not only did it play with the food, but it also fed it with random things. What should I do if I don’t teach it a lesson?]

Omon took a bite and was stunned.

[If the host finds it unpalatable, just spit it out. It’s okay, we understand.]

[Meng Ye was poisoned and became mute? Why doesn’t he speak?]

[Babbi Babbi Bu: I was a step too slow and didn’t turn off taste sharing. I thought I was going to eat the most disgusting thing in history. Guess what happened?]

[Babibabib: It’s delicious! It’s really delicious. I didn’t know the meat was this delicious. The ones I ate before were just *]

"It's delicious," O'Meng said blankly.

【Since ancient times, hard praise is the most deadly】

[Is the anchor addicted? 】

[Is it really delicious? I'll try it out with taste sharing. If you dare to lie to me, I'll crawl through the bug net to your house.]

[Let the female father try it: Hmm? This tastes good.]

【Is it tasty】

[Let the female father try it: It's amazing, let me have another bite]

[Really? If it tastes good, I will share it with you? ]

【Is it delicious? Is it delicious?】xN

【Where are the bugs? 】

[Paramecium: Stupid, isn't the fact that he's addicted to eating enough to explain it? Go open it now.]

After showing off one piece after another, Omon looked at the little guy expectantly, his eyes full of appetite.

Qi Shan's small body couldn't bear the repetitive movements and he was so tired that his hands were weak.

"Blue boy is tired, brother doesn't want to eat anymore." Omon instantly switched from hunting and foraging to his silly brother.

"this"

Qi Shan motioned him to put the meat on the iron plate, turned his back and patted his chest (so scary, I thought I was going to be eaten)

(Ah, the eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, which scared me so much that I almost activated the defense mode. It turns out that food is very attractive to Zerg)

Omon threw a whole piece of meat directly onto the iron plate.

Qi Shan turned around and saw this scene and his cerebellum atrophied.

The system made a loud noise in my mind (No, brother, I asked you to put a piece of meat, not a whole piece of meat. Look, that piece of meat is bigger than Ah Shan standing up)

The iron plate is big enough to spread out the meat, but too big to flip over.

[Hahahaha, the meat is too big. It can’t be roasted well.]

[Hahahaha, Blue Cub is stunned]

[Host, did you not learn the food handling course well?]

[Hahahaha, you can't fight, and you can't barbecue either. You are worthy of being the shame of the Seth family.]

[Hey, the above is too much]

[It's a rough statement, but it's true. Even an idiot knows that such a large piece of meat will easily burn and the inside will not be cooked.]

[Hahaha, do you want to call your father-in-law to teach you how to grill the meat? ]

(Too much! Ah Shan, I will report it)

Qi Shan, who was working hard to learn the insect language, had no problem seeing it now and also saw this comment.

He pursed his lips and stopped Omon who was about to cut the meat.

Omon: "What's wrong?"

"I'll do it," Qi Shan said with a firm look.

Omon: “?”

Qi Shan: “That’s right.”

Aren’t they just larger pieces of food? Who says they have to be fried directly?

“???” Ao Meng’s face was full of disbelief. He dropped the kitchen knife in his hand, picked up Qi Shan and spun around.

"Baby, you can talk!"

Qi Shan: “Put...it down” Is this the time to do this?

The meat is standard tenderloin, pink and soft, with oil jumping on the iron plate. It is turned over every five minutes.

Until golden on all sides.

[It smells pretty good]

[Hehe, don’t be fooled by the good looks on the outside, the inside is still not cooked yet]

[It is impossible to cook it. I can guarantee it based on my experience of eating half-cooked meat for ten years. It is absolutely impossible to cook it.]

[No female insect-like appearance]

[Useless]

[Strange, why are there so many weird comments recently?]

[Red worms bring troubles]

Omon had no idea what Qi Shan was going to do, so he focused on the meat in his hand, turning it over every five minutes.

When he saw that it was almost done, Qi Shan held the meat with chopsticks and, holding a knife in one hand, cut the meat into slightly thicker slices. He sprinkled seasoning on it, heated the oil over high heat, sprinkled seasoning on it after a few minutes, turned it over, and removed it from the pan.

Omon was stunned. Not only him, but the entire live broadcast room was silent.

The Zerg are very direct in handling meat, unlike their precise cutting, usually either roasting or boiling it.

There is no custom of frying the skin first and then processing it.

At first Qi Shan thought that Ao Meng didn't know how to cook, until they went to a high-end restaurant and saw the extremely strong taste. The moment he put a piece of meat in his mouth, Qi Shan felt that he was not eating a piece of meat, but a piece of salt. It was so salty that the meat tasted bitter.

The other insects said it was very delicious, just this taste.

The advanced nutrient solution has a single taste, very spicy and very sour.

Qi Shan was puzzled. Why sprinkle salt on the meat for such a strong taste? Wouldn't it be better to just take a bite of the meat and a bite of salt fruit?

Hey, you know what, there are quite a few people who do this.

But the Zerg simply have a dull sense of taste and a strong taste, so only a few of them eat salted fruits directly.

Qi Shan then realized that the Zerg did not like to eat fruit. Their insensitive taste buds made all-natural food bland in their mouths. Coupled with their strong bite force, apples probably tasted like sawdust.

This is a bit of a disconnect: a civilization that has already developed bread, fast food and even desserts is very rough in the way it cooks meat, which is almost its staple food.