Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 983

The things in the carriage were moved down one after another. After the empty carriage, Hong Yi dragged it to the courtyard wall and tidied it up carefully.

After finishing this, he thought of the food in the kitchen, Qingjun blushed a little, "Well... I don't know there will be guests at noon, I just boiled some sweet potatoes, you wait, I'll fry some eggs."

He said, going to the kitchen again.

"No, no, no, we have dry food with us, we can eat it after heating it up, you don't have to worry about us," Xiaotao chased him to the kitchen, and saw him take off the lid of the pot, and there were indeed several sweet potatoes lying on the bamboo drawer. It seems that his life is not rich.

But it shouldn't be, it is said that he has plenty of strength, his parents left early, life should not be so tight.

Regardless of her objection, Hongyi went to the vegetable cabinet, took five eggs, and some dried red peppers from the basket hanging on the beam, "How can I let you eat dry food? Don't worry, I'm the only one in my house. One, I usually don’t want to burn it, just wait, it will be fine soon.”

Xiaotao stood at the door of the kitchen, watching him nimbly holding the bowl, breaking the eggs into the bowl, chopped the dried red pepper, and put it aside.

To be honest, Xiaotao grew up so big, it was the first time I saw, besides the master chef of the restaurant, the first man who cooked, and his movements were so proficient.

Xiaotao rubbed her hands, feeling embarrassed just standing there, and said, "Why don't I help you light the fire! The one next to me can't, so it's okay to light the fire."

While stirring the eggs, Hong Yi looked back at her, then grinned at him, "Then I will trouble you."

In fact, lighting a fire in winter is a very comfortable job. There is already a dark fire in the pot hole next to it. Just take it and put it in the small pot hole next door, add some straw and firewood, and after it ignites, put two more firewood. After chopping the big firewood, you don't need to worry about it later.

"Wow, it's so warm," Xiaotao stretched out her hand and approached the fire after adding more firewood.

Standing by the pot, Hong Yi saw her face comfortably warming on the fire, and a smile slowly appeared on her handsome face.

Standing still may not be the best, as sitting behind and burning firewood is not as comfortable.

The smell of vegetable oil wafted from the iron pan, and when the oil was hot, Hong Yi first sprinkled dried chilies on it, and then quickly poured in eggs.

Not long after, the aroma of eggs wrapped in spicy fragrance filled the small kitchen.

Xiaotao hadn't eaten hot farm food for a long time, so she just felt hungry.

She rubbed her hands, poked her head out from behind the pot hole, and saw that Hongyi's cooking movements were smooth, like flowing water, he must have learned to cook a long time ago.

It turns out that men are not only handsome and attractive when they are reading, writing, and practicing swords.

She felt that Hongyi's current appearance could not be described as handsome. In Xiaotao's eyes, Hongyi had almost become her idol.

Because she is good at everything, but she doesn't know how to cook. What she can barely do is to catch pheasants, peel them clean and put them on the fire to roast. As a result, the outside and inside are often burnt, causing the master to almost collapse him. Lose.

She couldn't help but asked, "Brother Hong, who did you learn your cooking skills from? Although I haven't tasted your dishes, I know that they must be delicious." Look at the eggs he scrambled, golden and soft, The color is very beautiful, and from the beginning to the end, he has never tasted it, and he adds salt based on experience.

Hongyi heard the sound and looked up at her. On the premise that he thought Xiaotao was a man, he felt that the little brother's facial features were really good-looking. The firelight reflected on her face, making her face red, very cute.

"My parents have always been in poor health and couldn't take care of me. Since I was ten years old, I have learned to cook. At the beginning, the cooking was not good. It was either mushy or undercooked. Later, my mother bit by bit Teach me a little bit, and it will become like this.”

Xiaotao listened to his words, thinking of the ten-year-old boy, and began to take up the burden of the family, hustle and bustle around the pot.

Thinking about it, she felt hot.

Although she likes to fight and has always been restless, for some reason, in front of Hongyi, her stubborn energy disappeared without a trace, "Your parents must love you very much, is it because of this that you owe a lot of money?" debt?"

The smile on Hongyi's face disappeared. He took a small pot and filled it with sweet potatoes, "It's okay. In a few more years, Yi can pay it off. Although we don't have much arable land here, we are always close to the mountains. I can't die of hunger."

As long as you are diligent, you will not starve to death.

"Yes, I can't die of hunger," Xiaotao believed that a capable and hardworking man like Hongyi would have a good life in the future.

Hong Yi's face returned to the previous smile, "Go over and eat, the pot is already on fire, and the remaining sparks can be warmed with hot water, you can wash it later."

Xiaotao stood up from the small stool, and patted the dust off her body, "Well, I have the strength to do other things after my stomach is full."

Originally thought that the staple food at noon was just a few sweet potatoes, but unexpectedly, Village Chief Qian rushed over with a big bowl in his hand. Inside were some still warm steamed buns. They were all very happy to meet the old doctor.

Ji Langzhong refused to accept anything he said, so how could Village Chief Qian be willing to take it back.

Xiaotao blocked the master, "It's okay, I'll go up the mountain to collect medicine in the afternoon, and we'll give medicine to the villagers as a thank you to them."

Ji Langzhong also knew that the villagers were simple, so he didn't say anything more after hearing what Xiaotao said.

Village head Qian left in a hurry after delivering the things.

Xiaotao took out the buns and stuffed two of them into Hongyi.

"I don't want it, you can just eat it with the master, I'm used to eating it," Hong Yi waved his hand, reached out for the sweet potato, and took a bite.

For this meal, he was very satisfied to have someone to accompany him and sit on the kang to eat together.

Regardless of his objection, Xiaotao snatched the sweet potato out of his hands, stuffed the steamed corn bread into him, took another one, and handed it to the master, "If you don't want to eat it, we won't eat it, let's talk about it." , I will ask you to take me up the mountain in the afternoon, I am not familiar with the terrain here, if you are not full, how can you have the energy to lead me the way?"

Ji Langzhong also smiled lovingly and said: "Xiaotao is right, you and I are grateful for taking us in. Since we want to live together, we don't have to be so polite, otherwise we will all feel embarrassed. "

When living in someone else's house, the most fearful thing is that the other party treats you as a guest and always feels uncomfortable.

Hong Yi hesitated for a while, then nodded his head no longer.In fact, he also likes to get along with each other casually and warmly. When his parents were still alive, they used to sit and eat together on the kang like this.He didn't expect that after a few years, he would still have this opportunity.

While eating, Ji Langzhong couldn't wait to inquire about Hongyi's personal affairs.

"I'll call you Hong Yi too. You're not too young. Are you married? Or have you got married?"

Hong Yi paused while chopping rice, and blushed again, "I'm such a person, how can a girl be willing to marry me, don't want to, I never want to do these things."

Seeing him blushing, Xiaotao thought it was fun, so she teased him and said, "What kind of person are you? I think brother Hong is a very good man, as long as she is a discerning girl, she will definitely like you. It's not that your eyes are too picky, you don't like others, right?"

She didn't mean to be flattering. Although Hongyi's appearance was not first-class, his masculinity was as high as a tall and strong figure, and his facial features were good. Although he was in debt, he was capable!What does it matter.

Hongyi's face turned redder, and he stuttered a little, "No...no, really not, Xiaotao, stop laughing at me, have you finished eating? Then I'll clean up the dishes."

He hurriedly took the dishes and left, not wanting to talk about this issue at all.

In fact, he is being modest, as Xiaotao said, although Hongyi is alone, but he is handsome and capable, there are many girls in the village who admire him!There was also the man from another village who wanted to recruit him to be his son-in-law, but he refused.

It's not because of high vision, nor is it because he doesn't like it, but when facing those girls, he feels so awkward. He has never been so awkward. Even if he just sits alone in the room, it will make him nervous and anxious to escape. .

Last year, there was a matchmaker who insisted on proposing marriage to him, and dragged him to visit the girl secretly, saying that as long as he was willing, the dowry would be saved.

With no way to refuse, he went to see it, but after seeing it, he kept shaking his head.

If you don't like it, you don't like it. He once promised his parents that no matter what, he should live according to his own heart.

No, he followed his own will and lived alone all the time.

After Hongyi left, Ji Langzhong pulled Xiaotao over, and said in a low voice, "Hongyi is a really good kid, observe and observe for two more days, and you, if you get along with him again, the master wants to see you before he leaves." Have a good home."

Ji Langzhong knew his physical condition, and he was lucky to survive this winter.

If Xiaotao was still alone, how could he not be worried.

"Master...what are you getting along with? He treats me like a man, so how can he have feelings?" Speaking of feelings, Xuanyuan Heng's face appeared in Xiaotao's mind, that face that was enough to make people fascinated and ecstatic .

Ji Langzhong ignored her protest and urged her to leave, "Aren't you going to go up the mountain with him to collect herbs? Then go and prepare quickly. It's only half a day today, so go around the neighborhood, don't go too far, and come back tomorrow morning." Go to the mountains."

"Got it, Master Ji," Xiaotao smiled helplessly, knowing the master's temper, she came whenever she said it, and didn't care about him.

Move the table on the kang to one side, and spread the quilts that were unloaded from the carriage.

The kang was already heated up, and it was warm and comfortable to sleep on.

"Wait a minute first, I'll fetch water to wash your face and soak your feet," she suddenly remembered that Hongyi had warmed the pot of water before eating, and was about to fetch water when the curtain was lifted, and Hongyi was holding a new bottle of water. The tub came in.

The first thing Xiaotao noticed was of course the wooden basin in his hand.

In this house, everything is old, but this tub is new, so she is not surprised.

(End of this chapter)