Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Chapter 903: One person dares to teach, and a group of people dare to learn.
Lin Nianhe is both happy and sad now.

Happily, the children enjoyed the fried chicken and praised "her craftsmanship".

The sad thing is that many aunts come to ask her how to make fried chicken.

Nowadays, life is getting better, and meat and oil are not in short supply. It’s okay to cook it for your children once a month or two.

Lin Nianhe thought about the carbide in space, but he didn't have the courage to teach them.

What if she taught the same thing?
What if her recipe is actually poisonous?
But the aunts were quite confident in Lin Nianhe.

The reason is simple - Lin Nianhe has always wanted to do anything he has wanted to do over the years. In their opinion, how can cooking be so difficult to pass the Peking University Examination?

And they wouldn't believe it. Lin Nianhe didn't understand. What did she do before? Village primary school teacher! If you can learn all the knowledge, wouldn’t it be easier to cook?
Lin Nianhe looked at everyone's trusting eyes and let out a long sigh.

In fact, she can't be trusted, really!
The aunts ignored her sadness and said to themselves:

"Girl Lin, please tell me how you did it? My daughter has been talking about it since yesterday."

"Yes, yes, you tell everyone, and my aunt will do it for you from now on..."

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

After a moment, she raised a smile: "It's too late today, how about waiting until tomorrow? There are no classes in the village primary school, so I will prepare a few more dishes today and teach them to everyone tomorrow."

The aunts looked at the sun hanging in the sky and felt something was wrong.

Is this... too late?

Widow Zhao felt that she understood Lin Nianhe better, so she immediately gave the answer according to her heart: "Girl Lin, you are too particular. You have to prepare lessons when teaching cooking!"

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Don't tell me, this is really a good excuse.

Lin Nianhe managed to maintain a smile: "Yes, otherwise it would be a waste if it doesn't taste good... Aunts, let me copy... think about it, think about it!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"Girl Lin is so serious, she takes it seriously in everything she does..."

The aunts left chatting and laughing.

Lin Nianhe sent them out, then immediately went back to the backyard, closed the door, and started looking through the recipes from the space.

There are many books in the space, and they are also very miscellaneous. The ones she has used most in recent years are textbooks and various reference books, recipes, etc. She really has not studied them carefully.

After finally finding a stack of recipes in a corner, Lin Nianhe read through them carefully for two hours, and finally succeeded...

Make yourself greedy.

She silently took out a piece of fried chicken and continued to read while eating.

She memorized several fried chicken recipes, one of which was the chef's recipe known as Michelin three stars.

In addition to fried chicken, she also picked out several other favorite snack recipes and planned to teach them to her aunts tomorrow.

As for the heat, she selectively forgot about it - she really didn't dare to teach this!

The aunts are all good cooks, and she trusts them!
The next day, the aunts gathered in the first-grade classroom of the village primary school. Many of them had homework books used by their children. The pencil writings had been erased cleanly, and they used them to write down recipes.

No matter how they change, the frugality of the aunts remains unchanged.

Lin Nianhe stood in front of the blackboard and suddenly remembered the first time he gave them a literacy class.

Time flies, and the aunts can now hold a spatula and hold a penholder.

"Aunts, class is here." Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "I'll write the recipe on the blackboard, and everyone can copy it."

She picked up the long-lost chalk, raised the corner of her mouth, and wrote lines of words on the familiar blackboard.

The aunt who had brought a pen and paper immediately showed off to Nadai: "Look, I told you to bring it, but you still didn't listen."

"That's right, Xiao Lin is preparing for the day, how can we just talk about it..." There was a bit of chaos in the classroom. Some people borrowed paper and pens, and some who were close to home hurried back to get them.

Gradually, only the sound of writing was left in the classroom.

After Lin Nianhe finished writing, he went to sit aside. After all the aunts had finished copying, he picked up the important details and said a few words.

The recipes are simple and easy to understand, and aunties who have been cooking for half their lives can understand them after just a few glances.

"Nian He, come home for lunch."

An aunt greeted me warmly.

"No, I have to go to the textile factory later. I made an appointment with Uncle Ji before." Lin Nianhe said, "I'll go there tomorrow!"

"Okay, my aunt will prepare delicious food for you tomorrow, so you have to come!"

"must!"

Lin Nianhe left the village school with her aunts. As they were walking, Widow Zhao grabbed her: "Girl Lin, wait a moment, I have something to tell you."

Widow Zhao did not drag Lin Nianhe to stop, but gradually led her away from the crowd and continued to walk to the educated youth spot.

Lin Nianhe saw that she seemed a little embarrassed, so he took the initiative to speak: "Aunt Zhao, what's going on? You can just tell me about our relationship."

Widow Zhao's face turned redder. She cleared her throat, and after a while... she cleared her throat again. She saw Lin Nianhe's car parked next to the educated youth spot. She knew that if she hesitated, Lin Nianhe should leave. She gritted her teeth. Stomping his feet, he said:
"I was just thinking...can I set up a stall to sell this fried chicken?"

By the end of the sentence, her face was so red that she was almost bleeding.

Her family's situation is different from other families. They have to support two college students. Yu Xiangqin gave birth to a son before, and Bao'er has two children to raise. However, only Zhao Zhuangshi has a formal job in the family.

She used to be able to do hairdressing day and night to support the family, but now her two children are jumping on the bed. She is always afraid of hurting the children with needles and scissors. She doesn't dare to take things out during the day, so she can only take advantage of the two little ones to sleep. If you work while you are awake, your efficiency in making money will drop again and again.

Especially in order to take care of Yu Xiangqin, she moved to the city and rented a house for a while. Everything in the city was expensive, and half of her family's wealth was consumed in those few months.

Now she lives in Shili Brigade with her two children. She only has a small piece of land allocated to her family, and the rest has been rented out.

She raised a lot of chickens. She looked at those chickens last night and thought about the yellow fried chickens sent by Lin Nianhe. She felt like they were made of gold.

She was really embarrassed, because Lin Nianhe taught everyone how to make fried chicken so that they could make it for their children as a teething ceremony, and she wanted to sell it for money... It didn't feel good.

Lin Nianhe looked at her and smiled.

She specially collected a bunch of snack recipes and taught them to everyone. Her original intention was to let everyone develop their own ways to make money.

Not everyone has the skills to make headdresses. In the past, there was still the job of gluing matchboxes, but now it has completely disappeared.

These aunts need to find another way.

But Lin Nianhe did not directly remind them that she could not feed food into their mouths.

She has no control over who wants to do it or how.

She thought that her aunt would want to do business, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Widow Zhao didn't get an immediate reply from Lin Nianhe, so she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

She rubbed her hands, neither complaining about how difficult her family's life was, nor talking emotionally to Lin Nianhe about how many old hens she had eaten in those years.

Lin Nianhe came to his senses and said with a smile: "You can do it if you want to, but this job should be quite hard."

Widow Zhao's eyes suddenly brightened.

She saw that there was no trace of displeasure in Lin Nianhe's eyes, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Girl, come to my aunt's house for dinner tonight, and my aunt will stew a little hen for you!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

It seems that tonight's dish is contributed by new actors.

I had a fever the past few days and I felt like my breasts were always with me... After struggling for a long time, I was finally discharged from the hospital and went home. I will try my best to update tomorrow~ This is the first time in all these years that I have been typing in bed, and I am quite unaccustomed to it.