Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

He is just an ordinary citizen of the planet Doma, grieving for his livelihood every day, working hard to get the nutrient solution to fill his stomach, never thinking of enjoying the food that those nobles can enjoy.

Although he still didn't believe Roy's approach was the same as the cake in the window, it even tasted sweeter than the medium nutritional liquid he had had the privilege of tasting before.

Normal nutritional liquids don't have much flavor, but people are used to them and naturally don't pay attention to them, including Wright.

Wright ate that little bite, bit the second again, a little soft, and sweet, and although he understood that it was made of a lot of things and that the nutritional value would not be good, he was conquered in his heart.

Wright has never eaten anything so good.

On the other hand, Shenmu Bai's side is not very satisfied. To be honest, dry powder is not comparable to flour, but as far as she knows, there seems to be something very valuable like flour, not something that Wright can touch.

Although the cake is a bit sweet, the flavour is somewhat different from the white impression of the sunken wood, which may not be very good, but it's also good.

It's possible that the human mind and values in the interstellar world are different, and in their view, nutrition is above everything else, and over time, nature will unconsciously ignore some of the others.

And she took another bite, and she thought, "Well, maybe the water's a little low, so it's a little stiff, and the sugar's a little low, and there's more to add. ”

Silver licked the residual smell off his finger, some intentions were not exhausted. After hearing this, he blinked, “Will Roy make cake again later? ”

Shen Kibai smiled, “Of course, I have a lot to do, a lot of star coins to earn, so we don't have to worry about our livelihoods. ”

I don't know what the specific task is yet, but the most important thing is how to fill my stomach.

Wright ate the last bite of cake and had to open his eyes slightly, “Roy, do you want to make these and sell them? ”

Shen Kibai nodded, “Yeah, I think we can make a fortune. ”

She thought to herself that the cake tasted much better than the dry biscuit flavour.

Wright thought it was delicious but hesitated, “Will they buy it? ”

After all, the neighborhood is full of people living in difficult conditions, and the good, luxurious lives probably don't look like Roy's food.

Shenmu Bai naturally also took this into account. A kilo of dry powder is enough for them to eat for several days, but as long as the price is set fairly, someone should always be the one who eats the crab.

“It's okay, we just need to set the price of a piece of cake at one star.” She replied.

A kilo of dry powder can make a lot of cake, and this dry powder doesn't know what it's made of, it feels good to be full, a piece of cake is enough to eat two meals, although other ingredients need to be spent, but as long as someone is willing to buy it, the business gets better, the profit is self-evident.

Wright also felt that this flavour was worth the price and had to settle down slightly to create some expectations.

If Roy did succeed, he'd be happy for him.

Now that there is a real need for a loan, Wright is still a little worried, but not discouraged this time.