The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

"It's still a light thing. If it wasn't for the sister-in-law, do you think you still have the strength to complain now?" Zhao Mingyu's appearance wasn't much better at the moment, but compared to Jun Zhehao's indignation, he seemed much calmer. .

It's probably because of too much experience, and I'm used to it.

Do you know why his brother is not as tall as him and looks gentle and harmless, but he can sit firmly in the position of the captain of the Guards? It is because of his terrifying force value that is completely opposite to his appearance.

His brother usually doesn't do it easily, but once he does, it will definitely be dead or injured. The two of them can still talk and laugh here at the moment, so be content.

The two stayed outside for a long time, and after the bruises on their faces were eliminated with the therapeutic apparatus, the two returned to the living room and continued to join the dumpling-making team. trouble.

I was busy until seven o'clock in the evening, and all the dumplings were finished. Although they looked ugly, they were made by themselves after all, and everyone's sense of accomplishment was still full.

Gu Bai put the dumplings out. Today's dinner was dumplings, and no dishes were prepared, but everyone was very satisfied.

"It's delicious, as expected of the dumplings I made." Jun Zhehao said with satisfaction.

"You can pull it down. The stuffing is prepared by my sister-in-law, the dough is also made by my sister-in-law, and the dumpling skin is also rolled by my sister-in-law. If these are not well done, do you think you are wrapped in such a ghostly shape, and someone can really eat them?" Zhao Mingyu is habitually hating Jun Zhehao again.

The way these two get along is a bit like Fang Weixuan and Tang Qiu, who like to fight each other.

"Then I also think what I make is much more delicious than what you make. Look at what you make. This is the real tragedy. I don't want to eat it for me." Jun Zhehao said unconvinced.

Just as Zhao Mingyu was about to choke back again, he heard Zhao Mingnan coughing twice, and the two of them suddenly stiffened, hurriedly buried their heads to eat dumplings, and didn't dare to say a word again.

"Let's eat some dumplings to cushion our stomachs now, and I'll make the New Year's Eve dinner later, so everyone can keep the New Year's Eve together." Gu Bai said to everyone with a smile.

"Is there another meal tonight?" Fang Weixuan asked in surprise. He thought that the ingredients prepared in the afternoon would be saved for tomorrow.

Gu Bai: "Of course, the New Year's Eve dinner will naturally be eaten on New Year's Eve, and it will be ready around eleven o'clock."

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. Originally, they were going to eat two plates of dumplings, but now they stopped after one plate, preparing to save their stomachs for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Gu Bai clearly understood everyone's thoughts, smiled and said nothing.

After dinner, the table was left for Jun Zhehao and Zhao Mingyu to clean up, while Gu Bai took Fang Weixuan and Tang Qiu back into the kitchen to prepare the real New Year's Eve dinner.

For New Year's Eve dinner, the menus in different places are also different. Gu Bai did not strictly follow the New Year's Eve dinner in the earth period. After all, there are still many ingredients that are different.

He mainly made it according to everyone's taste. After all, the New Year's Eve dinner was a festive one.

However, in addition to personal favorite dishes, fish, meat and eggs are a must for New Year's Eve dinners, especially dishes with good meanings, such as rich gold and jade, and wealth, etc. Gu Bai also cooked them.

Anyway, there are many of them, even if they do dozens of tricks, some people can eliminate them all.

So in the end, the effect of the New Year's Eve dinner on the table really shocked everyone.

A three-by-ten-meter long dining table was filled with dishes. In addition to hot dishes, there were cold dishes, desserts, soups, porridges, etc. Gu Bai cooked almost everything he could think of.

He didn't start a live broadcast today, although it was a good opportunity to live broadcast, fans also asked him to live broadcast on Xingbo, wanting to celebrate the New Year with him.

But Gu Bai wanted to leave the time of New Year's Eve and the New Year's Eve dinner to his closest family and friends. This is a day that belongs to them. Fans will put it aside for now, and let's party together tomorrow.

"Wow, this is too much. I'm dazzled by what I see. Xiaobai, did you cook all the dishes that can be cooked in the whole universe?" Jun Zhehao looked at the dishes on this table, shocked and sighed. All the while, the eyes are looking straight.

Even if you eat a feast in the palace, there are not so many dishes, this is better than the emperor's uncle, haha...

"How can the dishes in Interstellar compare to what Master Xiaobai cooks. Many of the dishes that Master Xiaobai has cooked are not available in Interstellar." Fang Weixuan said immediately.

Although they started on the sidelines and watched each dish come out of the pot, they didn't realize that there would be so many at the time. Now they are all piled up together, it is really spectacular visually.

"Fortunately, I didn't eat many dumplings before, otherwise I would definitely regret missing so many dishes now." Jun Zhehao looked at the dishes on the table and was ready to move.

Although the others were not as straightforward as Jun Zhehao, their frequent gazes still betrayed their mood at the moment.

"Everyone, sit down and eat, it won't be good if it gets cold." Gu Bai called to everyone.

Here, Jun Molin has the highest status, and naturally he is sitting on the top seat. As his boyfriend, Gu Bai is the protagonist of this New Year's Eve dinner. He sits directly next to Jun Molin, and next to him is Butler Gu.

Although Gu Qi is only the housekeeper of the Gu family, no one really treats him as a housekeeper, and they respect him as an elder. He is the only elder here, and it is impossible to say if he does not sit on the seat. The rest are free to choose their seats.