The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Doro is simple-minded; he interprets whatever he hears as fact and never thinks about complicated matters.

The invitation from the farmer made Doro overjoyed, and it thanked him even more obediently: "Grandpa, you are so kind! Just like a human being. When I first met a human, even though he was hungry, he would still take the initiative to invite me to eat and let me eat a delicious chicken leg rice bowl."

Being invited as a guest brought back memories from six months ago.
Doro's big eyes shone brightly.

Its eyes, as clear as the sky of the Tivat world, sparkled with a sincere love for life.

The farmers knew little about Doraemon, and when they first heard the phrase "as good as a human being," their instinctive reaction was to feel uncomfortable.

What does it mean to be as good as a human being?

Is the little guy calling him inhuman?
Despite the misunderstanding, the farmer wasn't angry. After listening patiently to the end, he realized that the "person" that Doraemon was referring to seemed to be a substitute for a certain human being, and wasn't meant to insult him.

Having understood Doraemon, the farmer smiled even more warmly and said:
"Your name is Doraemon, right?"

“‘Man’ is your master, right? Where is he now? If he’s nearby, you can invite him to my house for dinner.”

“You are all travelers from afar, and as a local, I should do my best to be a good host.”

"Old man, I'll go home first and wait for you."

After speaking, the farmer, his back hunched, strolled leisurely towards his house in Qingce Village, leaning on a cane…

After watching the old man leave, Doraemon stood there, confused and staring blankly.

What did the other person mean?
What does it mean to "fulfill the duties of a host"?

Could it be another invitation to treat someone to a meal?

Doraemon is slow-witted and not very educated. Even though he can recognize more than a hundred Chinese characters, he still can't shake off the label of "little illiterate".

It cannot yet fully comprehend literary language.

Unable to figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it, and Doraemon quickly put on a smiling face again.

They ran happily out of the thatched hut.

Doraemon hopped and skipped.

It excitedly ran back to Pina's side.

"Pina! I got my reward~. The old man invited us to his house for dinner, would you like to come? The old man gave us an extra sixty primal stones, let's go help the old man cook, okay?" Doro leaned close to Pina's ear and asked in a low voice, not too harsh but still clear enough for her to hear.

Pina lay beside the terraced fields, her body aching and exhausted, too tired to move.

With a soft sigh, Pina tried to sit up, but failed.

As soon as her upper body lifted off the ground, Pina felt weak and lay back down: "Okay! But I need to lie down for a little while longer, I'm so tired today. Or... could you go help me first? I promise I'll be there soon."

Pina strained to raise her arm and poked Doro's belly, wondering why it didn't seem tired at all.

Actually, in terms of the nature of the work, pounding rice with a hammer is definitely more strenuous than harvesting rice stalks. However, the difference lies in the fact that Doro is physically superior, and the food she consumes is far more nutritious than Pina's.

Pina only sought to fill her stomach, and although she was able to eat her fill every day, she inevitably lacked vitamins and other nutrients.

Doro lived and ate with Huang Musong, who frequently fed it supplements, including small calcium tablets or vitamin capsules.

These nutrients greatly enhanced Doraemon's physique!

Another thing is that it ate dragon meat.

Dragon meat provides a greater boost to physical attributes than nutritional supplements!
Even though he was hungry, Doro could still run around happily, frolicking around Pina.

"It's okay~"

"You can continue to rest."

"I can wait for you~"

As he spoke, Doro sat down and rummaged through his backpack looking for a drink.

Boxed pure milk, one of the travel rations Huang Musong bought for the Doro members, two boxes a day to supplement their protein intake.

There are ten boxes of milk in total, with the same formula for each little one, enough for five days.

In other words, Huang Musong expected their trip to the other world to last a maximum of five days, after which they would have to go home once they finished drinking the milk.

Seeing that Doraemon wanted to drink milk, Pina also started rummaging through her backpack to get a carton.

Still lying down, but now lying on her side instead of flat, Pina sucks on her milk through a straw, looking even lazier than a typical homebody.

It didn't take long.
A carton of milk was empty, most of the sun had set, and darkness was about to fall in Tivat.

It's time to visit the farmers!
Cheer herself up and set off, heading towards Qingce Village with Doro.

Meanwhile, at the other end of Qingcezhuang village entrance, Guoba ran around, going from house to house looking for anyone who could help light the stove fire.

"Lulu? Lulu!"

Guoba can't speak human language.

It can only express its concern by making sounds similar to a bear's cry.

The villagers of Qingcezhuang had known Guoba for a long time and understood that Guoba was concerned about whether everyone had something to eat for dinner or whether they needed help with the fire.

Although Guoba's behavior looks a bit like he's causing trouble.

But the villagers who understand Guoba will all very kindly allow it to help.

Arriving at a stove, Guoba approached the large iron pot and carefully sniffed the aroma of the food.

"Lulu? Lulu!"

Shaking his head seriously, Guoba suddenly lifted the lid and sprinkled in a small pinch of white powder—

--sea salt.

After adding salt and smelling the aroma again, the rice crust nodded in satisfaction.

Squinting, Guoba laughed out loud and turned to inspect another stove nearby.

Xiangling followed closely behind, quickly hugging Guoba and criticizing, "Why did you do this again? Guoba, this is wrong. You have to ask permission before you can add seasonings to someone's cooking pot."

Xiangling's tone didn't sound like criticism.
More like helplessness,

It was a bit awkward.

This was the nth time she had lectured Guoba not to season other people's dishes without permission.

"Oh! It's alright. Food seasoned with crispy rice crust is just more fragrant than food we cook on its own. You can add whatever seasonings you like." The village auntie said to Xiangling with a smile as she flipped the pan.

Upon hearing the words "crispy rice crust," the other villagers immediately cast expectant glances at them.

Everyone wants the crispy rice crust to add flavor!

Xiangling breathed a sigh of relief
Fortunately, the villagers were very friendly.

Otherwise, given Guoba's behavior, being beaten out of the village with sticks would be the least of his worries.

After all, who would allow an unrelated stranger to put unknown white powder into their food?
After confirming that no villagers disliked the rice crust, Xiangling felt relieved and followed the rice crust deeper into the village.

Along the way, we encountered several more stoves. As always, Guoba would go over to smell the aroma and add sugar or soy sauce and vinegar to the pot...

The cooking skills of ordinary villagers are destined to be inferior to those of professional chefs.
Guoba (a type of rice crust) is simply a way to make everyone's cooking more delicious.

After traversing half the village, Guoba suddenly stopped and stared intently ahead.

"Lu (is that it)?"

Guoba tiptoed to get a closer look and try to spot the pink-haired, white-furred little beast in the distance.

That's right!

"It's it!"

Guoba exclaimed with great surprise.

Others couldn't understand Guoba's cries, but Xiangling, who was with him day and night, could. She could even communicate with Guoba without any problems.

"You know them? Wow~, what adorable little guys, just like you, Guoba, they're chubby!" Xiangling blinked, her eyes filled with affection for the pink-haired, white-furred little beasts, her fingers trembling as she longed to pounce on them and pet them.

Girls usually like fluffy things.

Especially since Xiangling is still a minor,

She has absolutely no resistance to the fluffy, chubby Doro.

Doro was helping the farmers cook when it noticed someone staring at it, and it instinctively looked into the distance.

"Eh?"

"This sounds so familiar!"

Upon seeing Guoba, Duoluo frowned, somewhat unable to recall where he had seen him before.

I've met many people and made many new friends recently, but it's so easy to forget friends you've only met once.

Doro was certain that he had encountered Guoba before!
But... where was it again?

I can't quite remember.

Putting down the spatula, Duoluo smiled awkwardly but cheerfully offered to the rice crust.

Guoba is also heading towards Doraemon.

When Guoba realized that the other party didn't seem to recognize him, he didn't mind at all and waved to Duoluo even more enthusiastically.

"Loo! (Long time no see!)"

"Huh? (Do you remember me?)"

"Hmm... (I taught you how to cook, about six months ago, you should remember, right?)"

As Guoba spoke, he approached Duoluo, gesturing wildly as he recreated the scene of teaching him to cook. Sometimes jumping left, sometimes right, Guoba seemed to be playing two roles, trying to make Duoluo remember through his performance.

Standing in front of the rice crust, Duoluo frowned, rested his chin on his hand, and pondered deeply.

hiss?
My head is itchy~
I'm sure I know the other person!
The memory of Guoba became clearer and clearer. The next second, he suddenly exclaimed and Duoluo relaxed his brows and hugged Guoba.

Wow! It really is you, Guoba!

"Long time no see~"

Overwhelmed with excitement, Duoluo trembled like a leaf. His big eyes blinked incessantly, and his eyes were moist, almost bursting with tears.

Doraemon had almost never been this excited.

This only happened when we met again after not seeing each other for several days!

Now, after not seeing Guoba for half a year, the long period of time has completely changed the excitement.

The scene of the first time he learned to cook flashed through Doro's mind—

I ruined the ingredients.
No one criticized me for wasting food.
Someone bought new ingredients for me to try cooking.
While I was pondering this, I received guidance from Guoba.
Fragmented memories pieced together, and Duoluo remembered that not only Guoba had taught him how to cook, but also many other teachers.

Let's not even talk about who the other teachers are.
Doraemon never expected to run into Guoba by such a coincidence today!

Holding Guoba's hand, Duoluo chattered on and on, recounting the joyous occasion of successfully cooking for someone for the first time. "Guoba, do you know? The cooking techniques you taught me are really amazing. All I have to do is unleash my passion for cooking, and I can whip up delicious dishes with just a little inspiration..."

I'm thinking about the cooking skills!

Doro's technique was taught by Guoba.

No, to be precise, it is Doraemon himself who possesses the ability of "I think".

The guidance of crispy rice crust is like a catalyst, enabling the skills of "I Think" to take effect in the field of cooking.

Seeing that the other party finally remembered it, Guoba laughed even more happily than Doraemon, but then suppressed his smile and put on a stern and impartial teacher's posture.

"Hoo! (Let me test your cooking skills!)"

"Go cook a dish now!"

"Loo! (I'll give you my feedback)"

Guoba first put his hands on his hips, then pointed one finger at the stove, and gently pushed the scooter over with the other hand.

Pina and Xiangling, who were watching from the sidelines, both wore the same bewildered expression.

Both she and he were curious about the same thing: when did Doraemon and Guoba first meet each other?
Forget it!

This is not important.

Pina didn't think much of it and helped chop the tomatoes first, as she was going to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes later.

Upon learning that Teacher Guoba was going to test him, Duoluo was a little nervous, but he quickly calmed down.

"People will like the food I make, and Dorothy and Donas will like it too. As long as I perform normally, I'm sure I can satisfy Teacher Guoba! Go for it!" Doro silently encouraged himself, walked to the stove, closed his eyes and began to think.

Pina had never witnessed Doro's culinary skills in "I Think".
It had only heard Donas say that Doraemon's cooking was delicious.

They haven't even had the chance to taste it themselves yet.

Peeking at Doraemon out of the corner of her eye, Pina carefully cut the tomato, moving slowly to avoid cutting her hand.

It took a short while.
All ingredients prepared!

Doro opened his eyes and jumped onto the stove. Following the method he had in mind, he heated oil in a wok and fried eggs...

The country stove was bigger than the kitchen pot, and Pina was worried that Doro might accidentally fall into the pot, so she stood aside and held onto its waist tightly.

With Pina protecting him, Doro felt more at ease, and his culinary skills were perfectly showcased!

Add the ingredients, seasonings, and toss the wok.

The action is completed in one go!
Despite having no formal cooking training, Doraemon is skilled at stir-frying and cooking, even more so than a newly trained chef.

Not only was Pina stunned, but Xiangling was also dumbfounded.

They stared at Doraemon in disbelief.

Amidst the astonishment of the human and the little beast, Doraemon successfully finished cooking, producing a bright and shiny tomato and egg stir-fry from the large iron wok.

Bright red tomatoes, golden eggs, and garnished with green and white scallions.

The steam softened the scallions, releasing a rich aroma.

"Wow!"

Pina, who was already hungry, suddenly started drooling.

Even the farmers who were the owners were drawn in by the soul-stirring aroma.

"I'll try a bite first."

The farmer found some chopsticks, scooped up half a bowl of rice as a base, and then added a large spoonful of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and broth.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, placed on top of rice, allow the sauce to soak into the gaps between the rice grains.

As the chopsticks stirred, the sticky rice released an even richer aroma, with the subtle fragrance of rice added to the complex flavor.

"Great!"

The farmer didn't say a word, but his actions spoke for themselves as he shoveled several mouthfuls into the water.

As people get older, their appetites should decrease, but at this moment they can eat voraciously.

It's clear that Doraemon's culinary skills are superb!
Seeing the farmers enjoying their meal, Doro smiled broadly, pleased that they would like the dishes she had cooked.

Pina was already starving, so she immediately served rice and topped it with scrambled eggs and tomatoes to make a mixed rice dish.

Pina took a big bite, her eyes sparkling, and then shoveled another bite into her mouth.

The rice, soaked in the broth, requires almost no chewing.
Pina wolfed down the entire bowl of rice with toppings, as if it were porridge.

When it came time to serve the second bowl of rice, they deliberately didn't add any tomatoes or eggs.

Tomatoes and eggs both require chewing.
Pina prefers rice with soup that's easy to swallow!

Pina planned to eat bibimbap first, then tomatoes and eggs.

While Pina was eating, Doro became nervous again and personally served Teacher Guoba a large bowl of tomato and egg rice.

"me……"

When he got to Guoba, Duoluo stammered and couldn't speak properly, his neck hunched and his head down.

Biting his lip,
The two little hands scratched at each other.
My breathing is becoming increasingly rapid.

Doro's reaction was like that of a primary school student waiting for the teacher to grade his test paper.

Guoba took the rice bowl, first sniffed the aroma, and then began to taste the tomatoes.

Tomatoes, eggs, rice, and mixed rice are eaten together.

The crispy rice crusts were tasted in order.

Finally, after finishing a whole bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and rice, the rice crust let out a satisfied burp.

"Hoo! (90 points)"

Guoba gave it an "Excellent" rating.

As for the 10 points deducted, Guoba believes that Duoluo's cooking skills have other shortcomings, with 9 of the points lost being due to a lack of experience.

Putting down his rice bowl, patting his belly, Guoba walked towards the stove.

It's going to add a seasoning to Doraemon's dish, making the scrambled eggs with tomatoes even more delicious!
Having received an excellent score, Doraemon breathed a sigh of relief and followed Teacher Guoba back to the stove.

Doro opened his eyes wide and carefully observed the rice crust.

It was very curious about how Teacher Guoba would enhance the flavor of its dishes. (End of Chapter)