Chapter: 24
"It hurts a little besides the head." He rubbed his forehead, turned over and sat up, feeling that he could eat a whole cow now.
While smoothing out the folds of his clothes, he returned to the desk and picked up the silver pocket watch with arabesques.
Snapped!
The cover pops open and the second hand ticks away.
"At 12:30, I slept for more than three hours..." Klein swallowed, and put the pocket watch into his linen shirt pocket.
In the Northern Continent, a day is also divided into 24 hours, 60 minutes per hour, and 60 seconds per minute. As for whether the length of each second is the same as that of the earth, Klein does not know.
For him, at this moment, even words such as mysticism, ritual, and the world of gray fog cannot enter his mind. The most important thing right now is food, food!
Only when you are full can you think of a way! To do things!
Without hesitation, Klein brought back the rye bread at the four corners, flicked off a little dust, and planned to take one of them as a staple food at noon.
Because there is a custom in his hometown to share the offerings after the sacrifice, and the four loaves of rye bread did not seem to have changed in any way. With only five pennies left in his pocket, he felt that he should be a little more thrifty.
Of course, this also has the subtle influence of the original owner's memory fragments and living habits.
Because gas is too expensive, it is distressing to use it for lighting. He moved out the stove and added some coal. Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.
That rye bread, you'll choke if you eat it dry!
"Hey, do we have to live a life of brown bread in the morning, black bread at noon, and meat at night... No, if Melissa didn't think about my upcoming interview, I would only eat meat twice a week..." Klein, who was too hungry to think about serious issues, looked around.
Thinking of the pound of lamb, his eyes seemed to turn green when he looked at the cabinet.
"No, no, I have to wait for Melissa to eat together." Klein shook his head violently, denying the idea of ??cutting in half first and making it now.
As a single dog living in a big city, although he mainly eats outside, he has honed his basic cooking skills. It is not delicious, but it is enough.
Turning his body around, Klein planned to keep out of sight, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered that in addition to buying meat this morning, he also bought young peas and potatoes!
Potato! Klein had an instant inspiration, turned back like a whirlwind, rushed to the cabinet, and took out two of the few potatoes.
He first went to the public bathroom to wash the skins of the potatoes, and then put them directly into the pot and boiled them with water.
After a while, he took out the seasoning box from the cupboard, lifted the lid, and sprinkled a little yellowish and coarse salt into the water.
After waiting patiently for a few more minutes, Klein picked up the kettle, poured the soup that wasn't soup into a few cups, and poured it into a large bowl. Finally, he forked out two potatoes and put them on the table.
call!
He peeled a little skin and blew on his hands, the aroma of cooked potatoes permeated little by little, tantalizing one's appetite.
Saliva secreted wildly, Klein didn't care that he only peeled half of it, and didn't care that the potato was still a little hot, so he picked it up and took a bite.
pink! fragrant! The back mouth is sweet! Klein's heart was filled with emotion in an instant, he wolfed down the two potatoes, and even ate some of their skins.
It wasn't until this time that he picked up the big bowl and took a sip of the "soup". The faint taste of salt washed away the dry hair in his mouth.
"This was my favorite food when I was a child..." Klein, who had padded his stomach, sighed silently, breaking off rye bread, softening it with "soup" and eating it.
Perhaps it was because the previous "ceremony" consumed too much, he ate two of them, a whole pound.
After drinking the "soup" and cleaning up, Klein felt that he was completely alive, experienced the joy of being a human being, and enjoyed the brilliance of the sun. JrNovels.com
While smoothing out the folds of his clothes, he returned to the desk and picked up the silver pocket watch with arabesques.
Snapped!
The cover pops open and the second hand ticks away.
"At 12:30, I slept for more than three hours..." Klein swallowed, and put the pocket watch into his linen shirt pocket.
In the Northern Continent, a day is also divided into 24 hours, 60 minutes per hour, and 60 seconds per minute. As for whether the length of each second is the same as that of the earth, Klein does not know.
For him, at this moment, even words such as mysticism, ritual, and the world of gray fog cannot enter his mind. The most important thing right now is food, food!
Only when you are full can you think of a way! To do things!
Without hesitation, Klein brought back the rye bread at the four corners, flicked off a little dust, and planned to take one of them as a staple food at noon.
Because there is a custom in his hometown to share the offerings after the sacrifice, and the four loaves of rye bread did not seem to have changed in any way. With only five pennies left in his pocket, he felt that he should be a little more thrifty.
Of course, this also has the subtle influence of the original owner's memory fragments and living habits.
Because gas is too expensive, it is distressing to use it for lighting. He moved out the stove and added some coal. Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.
That rye bread, you'll choke if you eat it dry!
"Hey, do we have to live a life of brown bread in the morning, black bread at noon, and meat at night... No, if Melissa didn't think about my upcoming interview, I would only eat meat twice a week..." Klein, who was too hungry to think about serious issues, looked around.
Thinking of the pound of lamb, his eyes seemed to turn green when he looked at the cabinet.
"No, no, I have to wait for Melissa to eat together." Klein shook his head violently, denying the idea of ??cutting in half first and making it now.
As a single dog living in a big city, although he mainly eats outside, he has honed his basic cooking skills. It is not delicious, but it is enough.
Turning his body around, Klein planned to keep out of sight, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered that in addition to buying meat this morning, he also bought young peas and potatoes!
Potato! Klein had an instant inspiration, turned back like a whirlwind, rushed to the cabinet, and took out two of the few potatoes.
He first went to the public bathroom to wash the skins of the potatoes, and then put them directly into the pot and boiled them with water.
After a while, he took out the seasoning box from the cupboard, lifted the lid, and sprinkled a little yellowish and coarse salt into the water.
After waiting patiently for a few more minutes, Klein picked up the kettle, poured the soup that wasn't soup into a few cups, and poured it into a large bowl. Finally, he forked out two potatoes and put them on the table.
call!
He peeled a little skin and blew on his hands, the aroma of cooked potatoes permeated little by little, tantalizing one's appetite.
Saliva secreted wildly, Klein didn't care that he only peeled half of it, and didn't care that the potato was still a little hot, so he picked it up and took a bite.
pink! fragrant! The back mouth is sweet! Klein's heart was filled with emotion in an instant, he wolfed down the two potatoes, and even ate some of their skins.
It wasn't until this time that he picked up the big bowl and took a sip of the "soup". The faint taste of salt washed away the dry hair in his mouth.
"This was my favorite food when I was a child..." Klein, who had padded his stomach, sighed silently, breaking off rye bread, softening it with "soup" and eating it.
Perhaps it was because the previous "ceremony" consumed too much, he ate two of them, a whole pound.
After drinking the "soup" and cleaning up, Klein felt that he was completely alive, experienced the joy of being a human being, and enjoyed the brilliance of the sun. JrNovels.com
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