It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 460: A piece of pancake surprises everyone
It rained heavily in the middle of the night.

When the sun rises, the sun becomes so intense that it evaporates the last bit of moisture in the soil.

The grains dried in the yard have become dry, and the beans are extremely hard. It seems that they will not be cooked if they are made into porridge.

Yang Xianrong slept in his clothes, so he didn't pay much attention to it in a place like this. He just asked Cuixi to wet the handkerchief, wiped his face, then put his long hair on his head and stood under the scorching sun. She rummaged through the beans carefully, thinking about how to pack them out.

Many people in the village had already stood up, and everyone stood in the courtyard, watching Yang Xianrong's every move.

Hei Baofeng obviously didn't sleep well, and he now had dark circles and bags under his eyes. He looked at Yang Xianrong and asked angrily: "What? What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Eat pancakes." Yang Xianrong smiled and picked out the soybeans from the beans on the ground. "Brother Li, can you give me some people? I want to cook."

"Can you cook?" Hei Baofeng's eyes widened again.

"Yes, when I was at home, I also tinkered with various things and cooked a lot of food. But I haven't done it for a long time now. I wonder if it will be unfamiliar?" She picked up a lot of soybeans and Yang Xianrong Let Cuixi take a dustpan and put it in it.

"Oh, everything is fine. Let those women help you?" Many women in the village work in the kitchen.

"Let's get some more men, they should be stronger." Yang Xianrong's palm was slightly smaller, and his white fingers gently held the small soybeans, which actually made Hei Baofeng and the brothers around him stunned. Without thinking, they said, "I'll do it, I'll do it, I have the strength."

"Then thank you all, big brothers." Yang Xianrong was definitely not polite. He asked the women to bend down and sort out the beans. Then he asked a few people to clean the soybeans and pointed at the stone mill beside him. : "Just grind these soybeans into juice, and then find an earthen basin to put them in."

Then, she turned around and entered the dark kitchen, where she had someone turn on the stove fire and clean the large iron pot. Of course, she rummaged through the kitchen again and found three jars of miso, some potatoes and vegetables.

At this time, Cuixi already understood what Yang Xianrong was going to do, and immediately asked someone to bring water. The woman who once shared a room with Yang Xianlian and her neighbor Aunt Liu also crowded over, rolled up their sleeves and started to help.

There are more people working, and the movement is much faster.

Although Black Storm didn't know what he could do, he thought it would be good if he could help Yang Xianrong move things. Therefore, he actually pushed Xu Henian aside, and hurriedly helped her fetch water from the stream. He squatted on the ground and began to wash potatoes and vegetables. The eyes of the brothers were straightened, and they wanted to help, but they didn't. Know where to start.

Yang Xianrong ignored them and just concentrated on preparing the ingredients.

Qin Chaoge didn't take action, but just stood aside and watched while holding Yang Xianlian. Xu Henian came over and asked: "Do you know what she is going to do? These beans can only be made into porridge, right? Or stewed?"

"I don't know." Qin Chaoge looked at Yang Xianrong's forehead and asked Yang Xianlian, "Fifth sister, do you have a handkerchief to wipe your sister's sweat?"

"No." Yang Xianlian also watched her busy, but still did not move. "Then do you know what she wants to eat?" Qin Chaoge was used to her appearance, so he didn't take it seriously and just continued to tease her. Because Xu Henian and the others have said before that being able to fully express what they are thinking is a kind of exercise for the brain and will prevent them from becoming stupid. Anyway, he didn't understand those medical theories, but it was always right to talk to Yang Xianlian more often.

"Cake." Yang Xianlian took one more look and then turned his head. Her eyes stayed on the bucket of water she had just scooped from the stream, fearing that she was thinking about Liu Cong again.

"Fifth sister, Liu Cong will be fine. Look, after so many days, we haven't heard of any unusual movements in the Hu army."

"Well, he'll be fine." Yang Xianlian looked at his sister again, with a bit more stability in her eyes. "Third sister, you are very powerful."

"That's right." Qin Chaoge and Xu Henian said in unison.

Someone had already walked in with the juice made from ground soybeans, but Yang Xianrong thought it was not thick enough, so he asked them to go back and add some... until it was thick enough, Yang Xianrong also washed his hands and poured the juice into the liquid. A small mouthful of thick juice was scooped up and placed along the edge of the hot iron pot, and then rolled quickly to form a thin layer of thick juice in the pot.

Her movements were so fast that no one could see her clearly. But it was obvious that after rolling the juice in the pan several times, it turned into a pancake, and there was still a lot of juice left in her hand. Cuixi put the earthen pot aside. Yang Xianrong quickly cleaned his hands, then put his hand in the pot to test the temperature, then slowly lifted the pancake, turned it over and put it on the hot pot. among.

"Maybe it would be nice if there were eggs." She looked up because she had turned around before and found no eggs.

"Yes! I hid it." Aunt Liu laughed, "Sanmei Yang didn't ask before. This thing is also valuable in the mountains, so I didn't put it outside. How many do you want?"

"Just go first." Yang Xianrong stretched out his hand. However, Cui Xi's hands were faster. She took the egg from Aunt Liu, handed it to Yang Xianrong, and asked in a low voice: "Girl, my old grandmother used to have a wooden shovel to stir eggs. You definitely can’t do it with your bare hands.”

"Is there a wooden shovel here?" Yang Xianrong asked again.

"Yes!" Someone took out a dark wooden shovel from somewhere. "I haven't cooked for a long time. I almost burned it as firewood."

Cui Xi took a look and was a little dissatisfied. But now that there was no suitable guy in her hand, she had no choice but to quickly wash it in clean water, wipe it clean and then hand it to Yang Xianrong.

At this time, a strange aroma wafted out of the big iron pot, which was some kind of burnt aroma. Everyone couldn't help but smell it hard, and became even more interested in the food made by Yang Xianrong.

Crack the eggs with one hand and hold the wooden shovel with the other, and the movements are coordinated smoothly. The eggs were spread on the pancake, and the wooden spatula was gently spread so that they were spread evenly on the pancake. Then, Yang Xianrong turned the pancake over with his bare hands in the hot pan, and the aroma was fully revealed.

When the thin biscuits were fragrant, she took out a large piece and placed it on the chopping board nearby. Then she spread some miso and put in two washed green cabbage leaves, and then rolled them together. ...This pancake was really big, as long as her forearm, but it was steaming hot and looked extremely delicious.

"Brother Li, do you want to be the first to try it?" Yang Xianrong stretched out his hand.

Black Storm felt that even if Yang Xianrong offered him poison, he would be happy with it.