The days when the psychic engaged in farming

People often use the phrase "a toad wants to eat swan meat" to describe a person who is delusional.

It's just a common saying, but when it comes to Jinchan, it sounds different.

Looking at the golden toad wrapped like a mummy, Ruan Meng asked naturally: "Why do you want to eat swan meat?"

Jin Chan sighed, and then said: "It's nothing, it's just that after I came to the human world, I often heard people say this sentence. I don't know what other toads think, I don't want to eat swan meat. But if I If I want to prove that I don't want to eat swan meat, at least I have to eat it to be convincing.

So I want to eat it once, and then I will have the confidence to refute it next time I hear this sentence, right? "

Because I want to prove that I don't want to eat swan meat, I want to eat swan meat to try whether I really don't want to eat swan meat.

Nine-Tailed Fox's head grew dizzy when he heard it, and finally understood Jin Chan's logic.

Ruan Meng behaved as usual, and did not have any strange eyes on Jin Chan because of his divine logic.

Jin Chan carefully observed Ruan Meng's face, seeing that he was silent, he asked in a low voice, "Sir, do you cook swan meat here?"

Ruan Meng shook his head: "I don't do it here. Swans are national protected animals, and we will not break the law knowingly. Not only do we not have them here, but we don't have them in regular stores."

Disappointment was immediately written on Jin Chan's face: "Ah, so..."

Ruan Meng then added: "But I can still help you find a way."

"any solution?"

A gleam flashed in Ruan Meng's eyes, and he smiled at Jin Chan: "Friend, have you heard of artificial meat?"

Humans are a very amazing species, they have super intelligence, and they can also make achievements that other animals can't match.

Human creation is no stranger to the demon world.

The golden toad now lives in a house built by humans, and its food and clothing are also made by humans.

He used so many human things, and it was the first time he heard that meat can also be artificial.

"What shall the meat be made of?"

Ruan Meng hooked his lips: "Many things can be used to make meat, now you just need to tell me whether you want to eat or not."

Since protected animals cannot eat it, it is also possible to make artificial meat the next best thing.

Jin Chan thought about it and nodded immediately: "Sir, I want to eat, I really want to eat..."

The chef of Guancai Bookstore has always been an octopus, and Ruan Meng rarely enters the kitchen.

This time for Jin Chan, Ruan Meng put on an apron again for the first time.

The so-called artificial meat is nothing more than flour, vegetable oil and various seasonings

Ruan Meng kneaded the dough, fermented it, and made it into shape...

It wasn't until a plate of artificial swan meat came to the table that everyone discovered the problem again.

Now Jin Chan's head is tightly wrapped, and there is no way to eat it.

Octopus hurriedly brought the scissors, fumbled for the position of the mouth, and opened it for Jin Chan.Golden Toad picked up the artificial swan meat and slowly put it into his mouth.

Compared with real meat, artificial meat has less toughness and more tenderness, especially the taste of Ruan Mengtiao. Jin Chan couldn't help giving thumbs up after eating: "My God, sir, this dish is really delicious!"

Ruan Meng smiled: "Just like it."

I like it, of course I like it.

but……

"Sir, does swan meat really taste like this?"

Ruan Meng asked without answering, "Have you ever eaten swan meat?"

Jin Chan immediately shook his head: "No."

Ruan Meng took advantage of the situation and said: "That's it, how do you know that swan meat doesn't taste like this if you haven't eaten it?"

It seems to make sense...

Jin Chan ate a plate full of swan meat, then shook his head and denied himself: "I really didn't want to eat swan meat before eating it, but this artificial swan meat is really delicious! Sir, can you Bring me some and take it away? Wait for me to give it to my colleagues, so that I am not the only one who likes swan meat!"

Ruan Meng will naturally do rich business.

He first made two dishes, and then told Jin Chan how to make it at home.

Jin Chan thanked Ruan Meng gratefully, placed the order and paid and left.

When he left, Tudou was still wriggling his waist lazily.

Jin Chan was keenly aware that the cat's eyes were fixed on the swan meat it was carrying.It didn't stay long, and happily waved with the fat cat and went out.

A week later, Guancai Bookstore received a good review from Jinchan——

@如花思玉小金金: The gauze has been removed, and I was stunned by the egg-white smooth face.

This is too good!

It's a miracle! ! !

My colleagues all asked me which beauty salon I went to and what products I used, so I sent them directly from our online store.They all went to buy the Kunlun Mountain mask but it was out of stock 2333

I shared the swan meat with everyone, and everyone said it was the best vegetarian food they had ever eaten.

And, I just found out that there is a real swan in our building, and the girl is very beautiful.

She also likes to eat the swan meat I cook, because it takes time to eat swan meat on the road every day, and then she simply established a relationship with me.

Now I really "eat" the swan, it's super delicious and sweet.Every day she eats swan meat and I eat her, hehehe, I will raise and eat this swan for the rest of my life.

Thank you so much boss hehehe.

……

When Bai Hu saw this, he couldn't help curling his lips: "Why do even the comments smell sour of love now?"

The potatoes on the incense table heard the sour smell, and immediately smoked the sour smell as promised.

Ya Ya hurried forward, covering her nose, telling Tu Tuo not to listen to Bai Hu's nonsense, but to give off the fragrance of a single dog.

Potato froze for a moment, moved his nose and sniffed Yaya, and then exuded the unique plant fragrance of Yaya.

Single dog bud: ...

Feeling a little sour for no reason?

There are still two months left before the deadline given by Suzaku, and Tudou's plan to lose weight is still in progress.

Yaya picked up the potato and put it on the weighing scale, trying to measure his current weight.

Potato sat down, and the whole scale was shaking.

Yaya glanced at the number above, and her eyes instantly shone with happiness.

Bai Hu poked his head out from the sofa and asked, "Did you lose weight?"

Yaya nodded heavily, and said excitedly, "I lost weight, I lost weight!"

The entire Guancai Bookstore burst into cheers instantly, and what Ruan Meng came out to see was the scene where everyone was crying with joy.

He raised his eyebrows and walked forward, glanced at the number on the scale, and was speechless for a while: "Isn't it just losing two taels? It's still twenty catties short of the target weight, why are you so excited?"

Yaya stopped Ruan Meng's shoulders and pulled him towards her, then excitedly said: "One gram of weight loss is also skinny. After all, Little Tudou grew every time he was weighed, right? At least he's skinny now , it’s always good to see hope, right?”

Nine-Tailed Fox immediately gave support: "Yes, losing two taels of weight is still thin, rounding it up, it's about the same as twenty catties."

A good one is almost the same.

Ruan Meng smiled, noncommittal.

He looked at Tudou, who was lying on the weighing scale and looking up at him begging for praise, and finally encouraged him: "Not bad, keep working hard."

Tudou, who was confirmed by Ruan Meng, immediately seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, jumped off the weighing scale and got on the treadmill——

Although it is still at a nearly static speed, it is still on a treadmill, isn't it?

Tudou's favorite sport now is dancing.

Music has no borders, and music has no species.

In just two months, the talented Tudou has learned Latin, jazz and even ballet.

Although it has a fat body, the trajectory of its fleshy body when dancing is still very charming.

It's just that two months have passed, and winter is coming in a blink of an eye, and the potatoes still haven't reached the target weight.

Compared with the tens of catties before, twenty catties of potatoes can be regarded as a lot thinner.

This weight is still fat in the cat world, but it is also common in the orange cat world.

On the day of New Year's Day, Guancai Bookstore held its third anniversary celebration.

It is nothing more than more items and greater discounts, in order to attract more customers to patronize.

Ruan Meng's reputation as the master of rejuvenation has been earned, and many ghosts have come to him for fine-tuning.

Ruan Meng said that if there is nothing wrong with his appearance, it is better not to touch his bones.But everyone has a love of beauty, so it's okay to make it semi-permanent.

When I get busy, time goes by very fast.

The day when the heavy snow fell was Laba. This was the first snow in the Gregorian calendar year, and it was also the first snow after the potatoes were cracked.

Tudou is very curious about the white world outside, and excitedly wants to go out to play.

The octopus took out the little sweater Ya Ya wove and put it on Potato, and then opened the door to allow it to go out.

Naturally, Ruan Meng also wanted to go out to communicate with the employees.

But before he could go out, Yaya pulled him into the bedroom.

"what happened?"

Yaya didn't speak, but just opened the wardrobe and took out a bamboo basket from inside.

"Didn't I say before that I would knit a scarf for you?" Ya Ya took out the scarf from the bamboo basket and handed it to Ruan Meng while talking, "Hey, I'll give you the scarf!"

It was a scarf made of thick gray wool, and it looked very warm.

Before Ruan Meng could speak, Yaya stepped forward and wrapped the scarf around Ruan Meng's neck.

Ruan Meng has fair skin and black eyes.

Any color can be controlled.

Yaya looks at her work with satisfaction, and always feels that Ruan Meng really looks better the more she looks at it.

"Like it?"

The Buddha placed on the scarf still carried Yaya's temperature, and Ruan Meng could even imagine Yaya's appearance when she hooked the scarf stitch by stitch.

His heart was ironed by this temperature, softened into one piece, looked at Yaya and smiled and said: "I like it, I like it very much. Thank you, Yaya."

Ruan Meng said his thanks very solemnly, and he didn't know what he was looking at through Yaya's eyes.

Yaya couldn't help asking: "Are you happy to receive the scarf?"

Ruan Meng nodded: "Happy! To be honest, Yaya, you suddenly made me feel a very special emotion..."

Yaya's eyes moved, and she laughed with some anticipation and a little reserved: "What emotion?"

"That's the kind..." Ruan Meng organized the language in his mind, and then said in words, "It's as warm as a mother."

Yaya blinked, the muscles on her face were a little stiff——

I am not your mother!

Not your mother! !