Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Everyone in the live broadcast room ate and wiped their noses. When Su Yemu finished frying the first pot, General Heka appeared at the kitchen door and waved to Su Yemu.
Su Yemu handed a large bowl of snails to General Heka, leaving only a small bowl. He knew that the generals had not left.
Hey, hey, hey, my snails, where are my snails going?
No, Bobo, where are you going to let it go?
Come back, come back quickly. Where is it going? Bobo, let it come back quickly.
Bobo, that is our snails, our, woo, snails.
Who, who asked me about the 80-meter sword?
“This is the second bowl of snails I picked up. It belongs to others,” Su Yemu said with a smile: “Didn’t you buy them all by yourselves?”
It’s different, they are different, not fried by Bobo.
Once you enter the kitchen, it’s ours, Bobo.
The live broadcast room was filled with wailing. Su Yemu smiled helplessly and said, “Can I take you to the Lantern Festival later?”
“Then I’ll give you all the snails and taro soup for a raffle later.”
It still can’t make up for the pain in my heart.
“There’s nothing I can do. These are their snails. I can’t take them back,” Su Yemu deliberately frowned, “You fans are too difficult to lead.”
Who said that? We are obviously easy to lead. Well, for the sake of Bobo, forgive them.
Yes, yes, Bobo, smile. If you don’t smile, then I’ll smile for Bobo.
Dear Bobo, don’t be angry. It’s all your fault.
Yes, yes, it’s all our fault. Come on, let’s smile.
“Haha!” Su Yemu laughed, “Really.”
We are the cutest.
The live broadcast room became happy. At this time, the taro was also cooked. Su Yemu added sugar and boiled it until it melted, and then took it out of the pot.
So sticky, tender and smooth, delicious.
This syrup is so special, so delicious, and so fragrant.
The people in the live broadcast room were eating happily. Su Yemu looked out the window. It was getting dark. He put the taro syrup in a bowl and put it on the tray. There was also a bowl of snails.
Su Yemu carried the things to the roof. There was already a table on it. It was full of fruits, including grapes, watermelons, grapefruits, moon cakes, etc.
Su Yemu put the things on the table, poured two glasses of osmanthus wine, looked at the things on the table, and nodded with satisfaction.
Osmanthus wine was light yellow in color, with a faint fragrance of osmanthus. It tasted sour, sweet, mellow, and left a long aftertaste.
Wow, it tastes good. I don’t drink alcohol, but I didn’t expect the wine to taste good.
You think too much. I’ve drunk white wine, and it’s not good. But this osmanthus wine tastes completely different from white wine. It tastes good.
It tastes good. I can drink ten bottles. Where can I buy it?
Su Yemu advised: “Don’t get drunk.”
Su Yemu raised his head and looked at the star in the sky that was similar to the moon: “In traditional Chinese culture, we call that star the moon. The Chang’e flying to the moon that I told you about before refers to the moon.”
“Mid-Autumn Festival represents reunion. Many people, even if they are far away, they will try their best to rush back to reunite with their families on that day! And they cook a lot of food on this day. The family will chat on the rooftop and exchange their life stories.”
I cried when I heard it.
My parents and I live on the same planet, and it’s only a ten-minute drive away. But I haven’t been back for a year, I must go back in the future.
“The moon is round, right? It’s a metaphor for reunion,” Su Yemu looked at the sky a little dazed, and for a moment: “Then let the moon eat moon cakes slowly here! Let’s go to the lantern festival.”
Su Yemu took the terminal and walked towards the lantern festival. Before he arrived, everyone in the live broadcast room was already “wow…wow” and jumping around at home.
All the lanterns had been lit up. From a distance, the lights looked brilliant and colourful.
As they got closer, they were dazzled by the various coloured lanterns, including lotus lanterns, peacock lanterns, rabbit lanterns, etc., which were beautiful in shape, novel and unique.
The three streets were packed with people, and the noise was boiling; almost everyone was holding a lantern in their hands, chattering about whose was prettier.
In order not to cause a sensation, Su Yemu wore a mask and a hat, which was not conspicuous. Everyone in the live broadcast room was wailing as they looked at the beautiful lanterns, as well as all kinds of snacks and toys, wondering why they didn’t go? If they’d known it would be so lively and the lanterns would be so beautiful, they would have sold everything they had to go!
I want a lantern, too, it’s so beautiful.
I want a rabbit one, so cute.
Wow, wow, wow, so beautiful, damn, why am I so far away from the capital! Hammering my chest.
What beautiful lanterns, that’s a sheep, that’s a tiger, wow, so many animals, what’s that long thing?
“That’s a dragon, a divine creature mentioned in the Chinese legend. It’s said that the emperor is the incarnation of a dragon.”
I know this, I learned it in history textbooks, but doesn’t a dragon have two wings? Big.
“That’s a Western dragon, and that’s the dragon that represents China.” In the interstellar era, many Western and Eastern cultures were intertwined and difficult to distinguish. But it’s okay if you don’t know. Now that you know, Su Yemu still wanted to clarify: “The Chinese people call themselves in several ways, descendants of Yan and Huang, descendants of Huaxia, and descendants of the dragon. The image refers to this dragon.”
The people in the live broadcast room were excited, and questions came up. They kept asking what Yan and Huang meant and what Huaxia was, and they talked while walking.
Everyone came to guess the lantern riddles. There were layers of people surrounding here. The signs with lantern riddles written on them on the osmanthus tree had been pulled out. The organizer had no choice but to invite those who wanted to participate to the front, and those who couldn’t answer were eliminated.
Su Yemu had tried to simplify the questions for cultural reasons, but only few people could answer them. Su Yemu had guessed this before, but there was nothing he could do. After he came to Saier Star, he had not been exposed to the culture there and was not very clear about what they were learning.
To put it simply: illiterate.
Bobo, go and answer!
Yes, yes, come on, Bobo.
“I made this riddle. How can I answer it? This is not fair.”
Then we answer it, Bobo will help.
Su Yemu also wanted to know if the audience in the live broadcast room could answer it, so he replied, “No problem.”
“Two bald eyes and a big mouth, a tail bigger than the body, accompanied by green grass and rockery, and blooming big red flowers, guess an animal.”
Chicken, chicken, Bobo is a chicken.
Everyone in the live broadcast room also thought it was, Su Yemu raised his hand to answer, wrong, it was a goldfish.
Bobo, is goldfish an animal?
Everyone looked for the original owner.
Su Yemu nodded: “Yes, it is an animal.”
Everyone was angry.
“He has feathers and wings on his head, and wears a colourful cheongsam. He travels everywhere all day long, and only knows how to enjoy himself. Guess the animal.”
Chicken, this must be a chicken.
I think it’s a bird, a bird.
I think it’s a colourful duck.
I bet on Bobo, it’s a chicken.
I bet on the Marshal, it’s a duck.
I bet on the King of the Universe, it’s a bird.
Su Yemu: “?”
The live broadcast room was arguing, and the time was almost up. In the end, it was decided to be a ‘chicken’, and it was promised to be announced that it was a butterfly.
Bobo, a butterfly is an insect, it’s an insect!
Bobo, ah, how can I say it! Oh!
I’m not scolding you, and I’m not scolding you, Bobo, I’m letting you not study hard, illiterate.
Su Yemu: “!”
That night, after more than 20 billion viewers guessed the riddle, they gave Su Yemu a comment: illiterate.
Thinking of his knowledge of history and modern times, they finally determined that Su Yemu was a talented illiterate.
Su Yemu: “You are making a wrong sentence.”
Everyone roared: No rebuttal allowed.
More than 20 billion people! Not a single right answer for the lantern riddles.
Of course, this was a conclusion made without considering the correct answers of the minority. The minority obeys the majority! If one of the answers spoken out is wrong, then 20 billion people got it wrong. The lantern festival lasted until 11 o’clock in the evening, and the lights were slowly turned off until 12 o’clock, when the crowd slowly dispersed. Su Yemu led everyone back to the Imperial Kitchen and started the lottery. In addition to the food made tonight, 100 mooncakes were drawn. After the draw, all the food would be sent out tomorrow. Everyone expressed their understanding, but when the lottery results came out, some people didn’t understand. There’s no share for me! This is too much.
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