[Slow Wear] Assassin System

One-on-one Cantonese Cuisine Training

Miao Xuan led the young man to his room. During the journey, he used his mental power to copy a net and caught a big bag of Kunkun, which was like glutinous rice balls.

The guest rooms on the starship are very simple, but this is not the first time that the Xuan family and his son have performed escort missions, so the guest rooms are top-notch in terms of size and materials.

Miao Xuan temporarily released the authority to the target of this mission, and then fastened the optical button of the vacant room for him. The optical button is the master controller of this room, which is similar in appearance to the optical brain, but smaller.

Flaki was at his mercy every day, and only said after Xiao Guangniu was tied on his wrist: "This... I have never used it before."

Miao Xuan opened it and drew a light screen: "The manual is on the main page, and the language and text can be adjusted."

Vladimir whispered: "These things in my house are all done by the maids. When I was relatively young, they would help me decide all the daily life. I can't choose the daily recipe, nor can I decide my clothes or schedules, and even the temperature in the room cannot be adjusted.”

This sounds a bit miserable, but now the atmosphere among nobles is that artificial servants are superior to mechanical AI, so even though the technology of mechanical AI has been introduced for many generations, these are carnivals for common people, as long as nobles with a certain status Everyone likes to hire servants.

...Maybe making people feel more superior?

Miao Xuan couldn't help recalling Xuanxin's childhood, which was really a free memory. Xuan'an himself was a free-spirited person. Raising children was like herding sheep. Xuanxin's cultural courses were also learned through AI, but foreign However, the use of bones and martial arts were all taught and honed by Xuan An.

Xuan An is a good father, patient and hearty. Although he is old enough to be Xuan Xin's grandfather, he is neither too pampering nor too strict in education, and Xuan Xin has almost all reasonable wishes. They are all satisfied—of course, they will be beaten if they make mistakes.

Miao Xuan raised the curtain behind the huge porthole: "If humans are hired, there will indeed be these problems, but don't you use AI housekeepers?"

Vladimir fell into reminiscence: "Except for teaching courses, my mother didn't allow me to use AI in my daily life. She didn't think it fit my status."

Miao Xuan: "What about your father?"

Vladimir lowered his eyes, so he looked fragile and delicate: "Dad...Dad died of illness before I was born."

Miao Xuan hurriedly said, "Ah, I'm sorry."

Miao Xuan noticed Vladimir's different treatment. His mother was "mother", but his father became "father". The young man seemed to yearn for his father who died young.

"It's okay." Vladimir smiled, "I've seen video and video portraits of my father, and my father also has silver hair, as beautiful as the moonlight in the age of the ancient mother planet, and it's very similar to your hair color—but I think Ariel Kesha's silver hair is a bit more 'cool'."

This era is also the interstellar era, people lost their moons, but this description... Miao Xuan suddenly thought of Kong Xingyun's mother Kong Yue in the previous world.

His departure... After Kong Xingyun was happily promoted, his lover disappeared from his world.

Miao Xuan suppressed his memories, and responded to Vladimir nonchalantly: "Really? Thank you."

"I have been alone since I was a child... Kerry, I mean my family is very big." Vladimir seemed to be lost in memory, "When I was a little older, my mother didn't care about me. The governess only cares about my studies, while the maids and nurses only dare to interfere with my daily life, I can't find a playmate..."

"If I want to play hide and seek, no one will come to me until dinner is about to start, and they will start the AI ​​​​search."

Miao Xuan asked: "Then you always participate in peer activities, right? In school or in class?"

"Did you mean dances and dinners?" Vladimir smiled. "They won't come to me, I'm premature, I'm not in good health, they're afraid I'll get sick—I didn't go to school, I There are tutors and AI."

This is completely isolated from the outside world... Miao Xuan thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "What about sports? I heard you said that you sometimes go to the theater?"

Sports are not all solo sports, and going to the theater can be considered social contact.

Vladimir: "I am not allowed to touch competitive sports. When practicing riding, the teacher will not allow me to use excessive speed. If I go to the theater... every time I go to the Bolshoi Theater, the box Here, there is only one person."

This sounds too miserable. He obviously has a noble background, but his childhood was full of learning and loneliness. If you compare Xuanxin's childhood, it is simply inhumane.

"I used to think about it a lot." Vladimir said ecstatically, "If only I had brothers and sisters? They would be with me... I actually have an older brother, but my older brother was born when I was born." Died before."

"If I had an older brother, it would probably be like Alexei."

Miao Xuan: ...Wow.

If he hadn't guessed Vladimir's identity wrongly, this evaluation would be very remarkable.

After saying this, Vladimir himself smiled embarrassedly, and a blush climbed up his ears, and he quickly added: "Excuse me, did you bother Alexei? I just heard that my brother also has silver hair Lan Mou, I always feel kind when I see you, and the age gap is almost the same, so I think so."

"It's okay." Miao Xuan smiled, "I think Vowa is also very kind, this is probably fate."

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Starship galley.

In recent days, the kitchen has become a venue for Xuan's father and son to bond with each other. It seems that the last teaching inspired Xuan'an, and he is eager to teach his son cooking skills.

Miao Xuan's hands were trapped in a huge ball of dough, and he pressed it rigidly according to the instruction, and felt unprecedented peace in a trance.

A translucent gray kunkun was lying next to the dough. This stupid thing tried to imitate the shape of the dough, but unfortunately it never succeeded.

Xuanxin stood behind Nakajima with his hands behind his back, looking at his silly son sadly: "Oh...the only advantage is strong hands."

Miao Xuan: "..."

But no, kneading dough is really fun.

"Seasoning is not good, and cleverness can't be learned, it's like AI..." Xuan Xin sighed, "Brother Xin, if you were in the restaurant of Longguo Yuezhou, you would be a small worker for the rest of your life .”

That's right, Miao Xuan's skill in cooking is at the average level of ordinary people, and he doesn't have much creativity and aura, but his advantage lies in his sharp eyesight and steady hand, his excellent skills in handling ingredients, and his ability to copy scriptures is also very strong.

I just never expected that the skills learned in this world turned out to be high-quality one-on-one Cantonese cuisine guidance from New Oriental...

There is a large pot of raw shrimps that have been processed on the side of the panel. These shrimps are processed beautifully and cleanly. They are stacked one by one, and the chopped Jiangzhu is also mixed in the bowl on the side to season with the shrimps. It's all done.

While kneading the dough, Miao Xuan asked, "Father, aren't you from Dijing? Why are you so familiar with Yuezhou... Yuexing is the border hub of Dragon Kingdom, right? It's several living stars away from Dijing."

"There is nothing good on the Imperial Capital. There are all eight major cuisines. If you eat a lot, you will learn it." Xuanxin said plainly, "Besides, the cook on our ship used to be from Guangdong Province, and he passed away before I picked you up. , I learned all my skills from him... Old Zhao can't go back after he dies, and his ashes are scattered in the universe casually, just like me."

Xuan'an never talked about his past, Xuanxin's memory failed to get any results every time, he could only guess that his father committed some unforgivable crime in his hometown, so he had to wander in other galaxies .

Over time, this issue has become a taboo between father and son.

Miao Xuan stopped the conversation in time, and continued to concentrate on kneading the dough.

The grayish little Kun was probably bored, it floated up from the chopping board, passed through the wall and headed towards the deck.

After a brief silence, Xuan An also changed the subject: "How is our employer this time, you see?"

Miao Xuan nodded: "Well, it's very obvious that Vladimir is the Prince of Moscow, the queen's only son."

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The starship has entered the territory of the Ursus galaxy, but because the decisive battle between the rebel army and the royal army is imminent, all normal air routes near Kazan and Siberia have already been blocked, but the star hunters have their own favorite waterways, and these waterways need It will pass through the extremely risky space domain, and an experienced pilot is needed.

Most of the wild roads in Usas were used by Xuan'an, and even Miao Xuanlai was able to walk safely. Vladimir simply sat on the bridge and quietly looked up at the ever-changing galaxy.

In addition to the star map and route, scattered messages hung on the screen beside Miao Xuan. A torrent of unknown true and false information quickly slid across the screen, and finally classified them into corresponding storage areas one by one.

What is hanging on the screen now is a promotional film, one side is the announcement issued by the royal family, and the other side is the handwriting of the rebel army.

Propaganda videos, in the final analysis, are all the same thing, especially at this moment when the war is about to start, this is simply a forbidden sword in the public opinion circle.

What is being played now is the royal family's propaganda, which compares the evil deeds of the rebel army and the heroism of the sacrificed soldiers. The pain caused by the rebellion of ordinary people is repeatedly exaggerated. Man cannot help wanting to surrender.

The queen's speech is a recorded version. The scene of the queen's speech was a grand occasion more than ten years ago. At that time, the people listening in front of the Kremlin are said to have fallen into madness.

Miao Xuan felt a little weird looking at it. The empress was beautiful with blond hair and blue eyes, but Vladimir had black hair. He also said that his father who died young had silver hair, and the former emperor was indeed silver-haired and green-eyed, but... ...How did he get this black hair?

Intergenerational?The royal family of Ursus has no black hair, only gold and silver, so this generation should be the blood of the queen. The queen was a princess of the Black Eagle Empire before marrying Ursus, and all the emperors of the Black Eagle Empire are Black hair and black eyes.

But even in front of his mother's promotional video, Vladimir looked very indifferent. He lowered his eyes and was distracted. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he sat down on the few words he said.

The documentaries of the rebel army are even more poignant, first exposing the social reality of the huge gap between the rich and the poor, and then revealing the painful life of the poor in the marginal star field. It is unaffordably expensive, and the cloud-like living conditions among the living stars are like heaven and hell.

Ordinary people have no way to advance. They will never get the same high-quality education as the aristocrats, and they will not be able to touch any opportunities that require capital. The leap of class has become a difficult thing.

In fact, this is a problem that all large star fields will encounter. How to balance the different planets in the governance field?How to feed the population with a large base of reproduction?

Ursas encountered this problem. The cosmic industrial society can no longer afford such a huge population base. In order to feed all the people, many poor people at the bottom have no access to natural vegetables, fruits or meat. Their three meals a day are all It can only survive on the nutrient solution. The raw material of the nutrient solution is various mixed cultured fungi, and the growth base of these fungi...is not much better than a cesspit.

But these fundamental problems will not appear in the propaganda videos of the rebel army. Their focus is on class differences. They pile up all social problems on the confrontation with the aristocratic class, and sharp anger and hatred rush to the face.

This time Vladimir's reaction was much stronger. He raised his head and stared at the propaganda video of the rebel army, clasped his hands, and could vaguely see the veins bursting.

"New news has arrived." Xuan An said casually, "The war to assess the rebellion should have already drawn a preliminary winner—huh? Why did it drag on until now?"

The new news was projected onto the light screen, which showed the dynamic changes of the two armies according to the time changes. Vladimir had no experience and could not understand it, but Miao Xuan could see the clues at a glance.

Miao Xuan was very surprised: "Is the start of the war delayed? At least it has been delayed for more than ten days, but why did the royal army delay it? They are the ones who have the absolute advantage."

"The commander on the front line is not just General Potemkin, the empress added Duke Saltykov, the military supervisor." Xuan'an rubbed his chin, "Interesting, Saltykov should be the garrison prince on the St. Petersburg satellite, What he came here for, it can't be for meritorious service, could it be an inside story about seizing power?"

This is what Miao Xuan doesn't care about. The basic conditions of this interstellar era are many times better than Leto's, but people's internal struggles are also a hundred times more intense than Leto's who has no ethnic distinctions.

Just as Miao Xuan was about to change the frequency, Vladimir, who was sitting not far away, suddenly stood up.

"Prince Saltykov is coming to the front..." Vladimir said, "Old man, please send me to Kazan, so I can contact Prince Saltykov."