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

As I stepped into the market, a bustling atmosphere washed over me. Despite the advanced technology of interstellar space, people's love for traditional markets remains undiminished. After all, this place carries the memories and emotions of the Empire's predecessor, the Flower Planting Family.

Even with the rapid advancement of technology, people still firmly believe that vegetables from the wet market are the freshest. This belief seems deeply ingrained and difficult to change. Perhaps it's because at the wet market, people can personally select and touch the juicy vegetables, feeling their vitality and vibrancy.

Today, the Empire, as the most powerful interstellar nation, boasts an exceptionally high level of security. This allows people to feel more at ease in their daily lives, leading to a growing demand for quality of life. No longer content with simply having enough to eat, they now prioritize the freshness, taste, and nutritional value of their food.

The market was bustling with activity. Stall owners enthusiastically advertised their offerings, showcasing their diverse selections. Customers wandered among the stalls, carefully selecting their favorites. The sheer variety and vibrant colors of the vegetables here were dazzling.

In this busy wet market, I saw people's love for life and their dedication to delicious food. No matter how technology advances, some things never change, such as people's pursuit of fresh ingredients and their attachment to traditional lifestyles.

"Hello, dear fans! Hello everyone! Today is a special day. We have come to the bustling vegetable market and are ready to show you how to make a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner! Look, there are so many varieties of dishes here, it's dazzling!"

I spoke enthusiastically to my phone screen, my face filled with excitement. While interacting with fans in the live broadcast room and answering their questions, I kept scanning the surrounding stalls, selecting fresh ingredients.

"Wow, the garlic sprouts here look so fresh! Green and juicy, they must be delicious. I decided to buy a few to add a touch of fragrance to the New Year's Eve dinner." As I said this, I walked to the stall and carefully selected the garlic sprouts.

I was carefully selecting ingredients for my New Year's Eve dinner at each stall. Suddenly, a robot vendor caught my eye. Its movements were precise, and its explanations of the dishes were clear and organized, though it lacked the typical enthusiasm of a real vendor. After a brief conversation, I selected some fresh mushrooms. Then, a woman nearby enthusiastically addressed me, saying, "Girl, it's rare to see young people shopping at the market. Let me tell you, the fish there is so fresh! I always buy there." I smiled and thanked her, then followed her instructions and selected a lively fish. While bargaining with the vendor, I felt a strong sense of life. In a short while, I had purchased all the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner. Looking at the overflowing shelves of ingredients, I was filled with anticipation. Once I got home and cooked them well, this New Year's Eve dinner would surely be exceptionally delicious, bringing the warmth and happiness of this traditional festival to my followers in the livestream.

I walked through the bustling market, each stall filled with a dazzling array of ingredients. I carefully selected the ingredients for my New Year's Eve dinner, my heart filled with anticipation for this sumptuous meal.

Suddenly, a stand stood out from the crowd. It was a robot vendor, its movements precise and swift, like a trained chef. As I approached, it introduced the various dishes in clear, organized language. Although its voice sounded a bit stilted, it accurately described the characteristics of each ingredient and the cooking method.

I couldn't help but be intrigued by this robot vendor, so I had a brief conversation with it. Its responses were concise and clear, without the slightest bit of rambling. While it lacked the typical enthusiasm of a typical vendor, it exuded a sense of professionalism and reliability.

While chatting with the robot vendor, I picked some fresh mushrooms. Just as I was about to leave, a woman next to me enthusiastically said, "Hey girl, it's rare to see young people coming to the market to buy groceries! Let me tell you, the fish over there is so fresh. I always buy it there." As she spoke, she pointed to a fish stall not far away.

I smiled and thanked her for her kindness, then followed her directions to the fish stall. Sure enough, the fish were all lively and looked incredibly fresh. I selected the most active of the many fish and began a fierce bargaining battle with the stall owner.

During this process, I felt the strong atmosphere of life. The cries of vendors, the haggling of customers, and the aroma of various foods in the air intertwined together to form a vivid picture of the market.

In a short while, I had bought all the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner. Looking at the overflowing basket of ingredients in my hands, I felt a sense of accomplishment and anticipation. These fresh ingredients would be transformed into delicious dishes under my cooking, allowing the fans in the live broadcast room to feel the warmth and happiness of the traditional festival.

After buying groceries, I happily carried my bag full of fresh ingredients and prepared to take the hovercar home. As I walked out of the bustling market, a breath of fresh air hit me, making me feel particularly refreshed.

As I walked to the door, I suddenly noticed an old man selling flowers sitting there quietly. In front of him were several pots of colorful flowers that were completely different from what I usually see. I was attracted by these novel flowers and involuntarily stopped and walked towards the old man selling flowers.

I walked up to the old man with a smile on my face and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what kind of flower is this? I've never seen it before." The old man raised his head, showing an amiable smile. He slowly said, "Girl, this is a flower introduced from a newly discovered planet. It's called the Phantom Star Flower. They are very special. They change color according to the surrounding environment."

The old man's description piqued my interest, and I quickly approached the flowers for a closer look. The petals of these phantom starflowers shimmered with a strange luster in the sunlight, resembling the stars in the night sky, a truly captivating sight. Furthermore, their colors were dreamlike, sometimes a deep blue, sometimes a delicate purple, and sometimes a vibrant red. It was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

"Grandpa, give me two pots." I said to the stall owner with a smile, and then took out money from my pocket to pay. At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the vegetable market, breaking the original tranquility.

Curious, I paused and craned my neck to peer inside the market. I saw a crowd of people gathered, as if something was happening. I began to wonder what was going on, so I decided to give the flowers to the hovercraft and let it go home, then squeeze in to see what was going on.

After finally squeezing into the crowd, I discovered a thief had been caught stealing. The thief, looking indignant, was still trying to make excuses. The people around him were chattering, and the scene was chaotic.

As everyone was arguing, the robot stall owner approached. Standing in the middle of the crowd, it spoke slowly, "Everyone, stop arguing and listen to me." Then, using precise logic, it pointed out the flaws and contradictions in the thief's words. The thief was speechless, unable to argue.

Seeing the thief exposed, everyone applauded. The robot vendor smiled and waved, signaling for silence. It then lectured the thief, advising him to be honest and avoid illegal activities. The thief lowered his head in shame.

The matter was finally resolved, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I turned and squeezed out of the crowd, thinking to myself that today had been quite a bustling day. But thankfully, everything had returned to calm. I walked briskly out of the market, mentally planning to use these fresh ingredients and the beautiful star flowers to prepare a warm and ceremonial New Year's Eve dinner.