Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

Chi Chi looked at the program team in disbelief.

"Yes, Xiaoqing's answer is correct."

A staff member said with a small drawing board.

At this time, the rest of the people also figured out the answer one after another, all of them staring at Xiao Qing in shock.

"My God, genius!"

Chi Chi stared at the phone screen, her eyes widened, and she muttered in disbelief.

"Xiaoqing, then I'll be serious! Will multiplication and division work?"

"Then please listen to the question!"

"++ divided by 56+ equals how much"

When Chi Chi asked questions, he looked around, and after confirming that there was no cheating, he stared straight at Xiao Qing and asked.

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Xiaoqing gave the answer without hesitation.

"The answer is correct!"

The staff of the program team spoke up.

"My God, Xiaoqing's brain is a calculator, right?"

"Even if it's a calculator, there must be time to press the keys. Xiaoqing's little head is... a supercomputer!"

"Mom, I've begun to doubt life as a college math major!"

"Xiaoqing cattle batch!"

"My son is so amazing, he is proficient in everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

"Upstairs, if you rob my son again, I will fight with you!"

"Don't argue upstairs, as long as you recognize me as my daughter-in-law, you are all my mother!"

"Hey, wake up upstairs, this dream is a little bit!"

Just like the live broadcast room, the people in the mushroom house are all a little crazy.

"Xiaoqing, your wife is too powerful!"

Zimei hugged Xiaoqing excitedly, and opened her mouth to kiss his little face.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Qiqi suddenly reached out her hand to hug Xiaoqing at this time, just blocking Zimei's mouth.

Zimei kissed the air and gave Qiqi a resentful look.

Teacher He stared blankly at Xiaoqing, he suddenly felt that Xiaoqing had become: a little strange.

He even wondered if a child as perfect as Chu Tian was qualified to be his father, Mr. Huang finally recovered his mind, swallowed dryly, and looked at Mr. He subconsciously.

"I surrender!"

Chi Chi raised his hands and said very stubbornly.

"Okay, okay, let's start cooking!"

"What do we eat? It's the same as last time. Let's make scrambled eggs with pickled peppers, Hunan-style chopped peppers and bacon, stewed radishes with rice and fish, stir-fried vegetables, and shredded sauerkraut soup."

"This time, let's improve the rice. With so much bacon left, let's make bacon rice."

Every time I cook, it's when the mushroom house is the busiest.

Those who wash vegetables wash vegetables, those who pick vegetables pick vegetables, and the rest of the idle people gather around the stove to join in the fun.

"First make shredded sauerkraut soup, we first wash and slice the tomatoes, and cut the sauerkraut into large pieces."

"The second step is to cut the lean pork into shreds.

Marinate with cooking wine, starch and a little salt for ten minutes.

Fry it with lard and set aside."

"Remember, there's a little trick here. The pork must be fried in lard to make it look good and smooth."

"The third step, put a little oil in the pan.

Make this flour into a doughnut.

Make some spare dough.

Don't put any seasoning, it's better to make white flavor."

"Cut this dough into large pieces for later use."

"Put a little oil in the pot, sauté the sauerkraut and tomatoes until fragrant, then add water to boil."

"After boiling, add the dough and the smooth shredded pork.

Add the right amount of salt and chicken essence, and cook on medium heat for ten minutes."

Chef Huang was busy beside the stove in an orderly manner.

Chapter 512 Food Show!

"Welcome to the food show, Chef Huang's Food Diary."

"Now, what I'm cooking is a home-cooked dish, sauerkraut and shredded pork soup.

"This... the scene, the audience, hey, what about you, Peng Peng, can you wipe your saliva!"

Mr. He was on the side, holding a cucumber, and presided over the show seriously.

Peng Peng glanced at Teacher He and wiped his mouth really hard.

"I drop Pumbaa! Can we make some progress?"

"Hahahaha, my mother, we are in class, I suddenly can't help laughing out loud, the whole class is staring at me."

"Upstairs, are you still alive?"

"I don't think you need to worry, our show is so popular, maybe the whole class is watching the live broadcast."

"What the hell am I doing?"

"In the future, I really dare not tell others that my idol is Peng Peng, I am afraid that others will dislike me."

........"The stupid son of the landlord's family, Pumbaa, can you be a little bit more promising?"

Mr. Huang looked at Peng Peng and said with a wry smile.

"Dad Huang, my brother said that as long as he was given something delicious, he would not be able to make a living."

Zifeng said solemnly.

"who said it"

Peng Peng said unconvinced.

"If you have any prospects, you will be hungry today: you should lose weight."

Zifeng said with a look of disdain.

"That won't work, weight loss is weight loss, and you still have to eat."

Peng Peng's momentum suddenly weakened, and he whispered softly.

"Hahahaha, I dropped Peng Peng."

Mr. He stayed.

Teacher Huang looked like an old father looking at a fool, and couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

"Okay, get the pot and sprinkle some coriander."

A few people talked about the troublesome kung fu.

Chef Huang is not... bragging, four dishes and one soup in one go.

Scrambled eggs with pickled peppers, Hunan-style chopped peppers and bacon, stewed radish with rice and fish, stir-fried vegetables, and a sauerkraut shredded pork soup.

Paired with a bacon rice, it was perfect.

"My God, that's enough for ten people!"

Peng Peng looked at the table full of food in surprise.

"It's okay, Peng Peng, don't be too modest, with you here, we don't have to worry about leftovers"

While talking, Teacher He filled a bowl of rice and handed it to Xiaoqing.

"Xiaoqing, eat more, you have lost weight."

Teacher He handed the rice to Xiaoqing and said with some distress.

"Mr. He who lost weight, are you sure that a five-year-old child can eat so much rice?"

Chi Chi asked with a serious face.

This question made Mr. He more or less embarrassed. Everyone has been avoiding this question. Really, for a five-year-old child, Wen Qing is indeed a bit too edible.

In fact, since the last time he came back from the cave, Xiaoqing didn't know what was wrong, and his appetite was good.

He used to be able to eat half a bowl of rice at a time, but now if he let it go, he could eat two bowls, more than Teacher He.

Of course, Mr. He doesn't have a big appetite, but Mr. He is an adult! A five-year-old child has a bigger appetite than an adult, how do you make others think "Just eat yours, come on Pearl, this bowl is for you."

Teacher He took another bowl of rice and handed it to Pearl.

"Thank you, Mr. He."

Pearl nodded earnestly.

Peng Peng and Zimei both held bowls and looked at Teacher He eagerly.

"Peng Peng, you have to eat less, or else your fans should leave me a message again, blaming me and Teacher Huang for raising you round."

"Azi, did you tell me yesterday to keep in shape and lose weight?"

Teacher He pretended to teach a serious lesson.