Coming to the StarCraft to Be a Kindergarten Teacher: Perfect Transformation

As the livestream closed, Wei'er and I both breathed a sigh of relief. Although we've done livestreams many times, each one still makes us nervous, afraid that saying or doing something wrong will affect the experience for our fans and cause them to stop visiting. However, looking at the lively atmosphere in the livestream and everyone's reluctance to leave when the show ended, we knew that this livestream had been a great success.

After packing up, Wei'er and I prepared to descend the mountain with our harvested mushrooms and blueberries. Along the way, Wei'er was in high spirits, frequently sharing her thoughts on the livestream. She felt she had showcased the beauty and wonder of nature through her camera, allowing more people to learn about these precious botanical resources. She also felt the audience's enthusiasm and attention, which brought her immense satisfaction and joy.

Suddenly, she stopped and pointed to a cracked mound on the side of the road, exclaiming excitedly, "Wow, there's a chicken mushroom here!" Curious, I walked over and took a closer look. Sure enough, I found a chicken mushroom hidden in the soil. This wild mushroom is extremely valuable and delicious, and has long been a delicacy on people's tables.

We decided to collect some Alstonia arborescens to take home, so we carefully dug them out of the soil with our tools and gently placed them in a basket. As we concentrated on picking, the sky suddenly turned gloomy, and a light rain began to fall. The raindrops fell heavily, soaking our clothes and hair.

"Looks like we need to get down the mountain quickly," I said. We quickened our pace, hoping to get home quickly to escape the sudden downpour. However, the rain was getting heavier, and the mountain path was becoming slippery and difficult to navigate. We had to proceed with caution to avoid slipping or falling.

We quickened our pace, with only one thought in mind: to get down the mountain as quickly as possible to avoid getting soaked by the downpour. However, the weather wasn't kind, and the rain intensified, turning the dry mountain path slippery and difficult to navigate. Suddenly, Wei'er stumbled and nearly fell.

I was quick to support her and said, "Be careful!"

Weier looked at me gratefully and said with a smile, "Thank you, I'm fine. It's just that the rain is so heavy that the road is a little difficult to walk on."

I nodded, held her hand tightly, and continued on. Every step was filled with hardship and danger, but we supported and encouraged each other, steadfastly heading down the mountain. Finally, after much effort, we successfully reached the foot of the mountain, and the hovercraft appeared before us.

Wei'er sighed with relief: "Great, luckily the hovercraft is here, otherwise we would have been in the rain for a while."

I looked at her soaked hair and clothes and said distressedly, "Hurry up and get in the car. Don't catch a cold."

We got in the car, started the engine, and left this place full of challenges and surprises. Although we were wet, we were in a very happy mood because this unexpected gain made us feel extremely satisfied.

We got on the hovercraft, and Wei'er took out a towel and handed it to me, "Wipe it off quickly, don't catch a cold." I took the towel and looked at her gratefully. After returning home, we each went home to wash up. After walking a few steps, Wei'er turned around and said, "Sui Sui, wash up first when you get home, then take a rest and wait for me to come and we will pick up those mushrooms together. I haven't had mushroom hot pot yet!" Hearing Wei'er's words, I nodded and went into the house. I went into the bathroom and quickly took a hot shower and changed into clean and comfortable clothes. Then I went to the living room and used the light computer to order a chicken and other side dishes. While waiting for the ingredients to be delivered, I decided to sort out the mushrooms I picked. I sorted them carefully. Soon, the doorbell rang. I opened the door, picked up the ingredients and went into the kitchen.

I expertly prepared the chicken and added it to the pot along with the prepared ingredients. As time passed, an alluring aroma emanated from the pot. I took a deep breath, savoring the warm air. This, I thought, is life's little joys. Simple as they are, they bring happiness and satisfaction.

After finishing all this, I settled on the sofa, fired up my laptop, and began editing the kimchi-making video I'd filmed earlier. I meticulously selected each shot, striving to present the most perfect image. As time went on, the video gradually became more and more wonderful, and I nodded with satisfaction, feeling proud of my work.

Just as I was absorbed in my work, the doorbell rang again. My heart skipped a beat, and a smile of joy appeared on my face, for I knew it must be Wei'er. I quickly stood up and walked quickly to the door, eager to see her.

The door opened, and Wei walked in, a breath of fresh air. Her beauty was like the morning sun, warm and bright. "Wow, it smells so good!" she said with a smile, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Wait until the chicken is cooked, then wash the mushrooms and put them in to cook until they are done, and then you can eat them." I warmly invited her to sit down, then turned around and continued to work.

As we chatted while waiting for our delicious dinner, the room was filled with a warm and joyful atmosphere, as if time had stood still at that moment.

While interstellar chickens lack technology and ruthlessness, they're not like the free-range chickens we raised back on Blue Star, which took ages to raise and cook. The chickens here only take 20 minutes. While the chickens were cooking, Wei'er and I sorted out some mushrooms. We first selected some for tonight's meal. Mixed mushrooms make for a delicious hot pot, so I chose tricholoma, chanterelles, milk mushrooms, and acerola. Wei'er watched me select the mushrooms and asked me their names. "This one has a green cap and is called a tricholoma. It's delicious and great in hot pot or stir-fry. When I was little, my brother and I loved picking the stems off the tricholoma, washing them, adding salt to the cap, and grilling them over charcoal. The grilled tricholoma is incredibly delicious," I said, holding up a tricholoma for Wei'er to see. She looked at me curiously, seemingly intrigued by this novel food.

Then, I pointed to another type of mushroom and patiently explained to Wei'er, "Look, this yellow mushroom is called Chanterelle. Its color is very similar to chicken fat, so it was given such a vivid name. Look over here, this mushroom is called Milk Fungus. It is so called because when it is touched, it will ooze out a milk-like juice. And this one, when touched by hand, it will turn into a color like copper rust, so we call it Copper Green Fungus. And there is also this..."

Wei'er listened intently, nodding frequently, filled with curiosity about these unusual mushrooms. She couldn't help but ask, "So, are these common mushrooms in your hometown?" I smiled and replied, "Yes, they are extremely common in my hometown, and there are many varieties. Every year during the rainy season, people flock to the mountains to pick all kinds of mushrooms and enjoy the delicious treats gifted by nature."

As I spoke, I recalled my childhood, when I went up the mountain with my family to pick mushrooms. Those fond memories filled me with warmth. And now, sharing this knowledge about mushrooms with Wei'er, it felt like I was transported back to those joyful times. As I explained the mushrooms, Wei'er and I continued to work. By the time we finished, we had washed the mushrooms for tonight's hot pot.

Finally, the chicken was cooked, and I poured two bowls of steaming chicken soup onto the table. Wei'er then washed the side dishes while I took the pot to the living room, where we planned to eat tonight. I put all the mushrooms we were going to eat in the pot and started cooking. Once everything was ready, we sat across from each other, enjoying this warm moment.

After chatting for a while, the pot started to boil. "Sui Sui, I'll go get the chopsticks. The pot is boiling, it's time to eat." Wei Er saw the pot boiling and saw that there were no chopsticks on the table, so she wanted to get up to get them. I quickly grabbed her and said, "Wei Er, I've already taken out the chopsticks, but the mushrooms need to be cooked for at least 20 minutes. Eating uncooked mushrooms will cause poisoning. I didn't take out the chopsticks because the time was not up yet." After that, I took out the bowl and chopsticks that were set aside.

"Oh, so that's how it is!" Wei'er suddenly realized what I said, "Then how long do we have to wait before we can eat?" She asked impatiently, looking at the mushrooms rolling in the pot.

"It'll take at least ten minutes," I replied. "But don't worry, we'll be able to enjoy the delicious food once the mushrooms are cooked."

"Okay, then let's wait a little longer." Wei nodded. Although she was a little greedy, she still waited patiently.

After a while, the mushrooms in the pot were finally cooked. I picked up my chopsticks, picked up a piece of fresh mushroom and put it in my mouth, savoring its delicious flavor. Wei'er also followed my example and tasted the delicious mushroom.

"Mm, it's delicious!" Wei'er praised, "Sui Sui, your cooking skills are amazing!"

"Thank you for the compliment. As long as you like it." I said with a smile, feeling very satisfied.

We ate and talked, enjoying this wonderful dinner time.