Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 735 The Emperor’s Death 2
Wang Lan was a little uneasy, hesitated again and again, and then nodded lightly. He Liandong looked at Cheng Huan secretly from the corner of his eye, Cheng Huan blinked, and nodded lightly to reassure him.

　 "It's getting late, I asked Lan'er to go home and cook with me, and you can go directly to my house for dinner after you finish your work?" Cheng Huan asked He Liandong for his opinion, and He Liandong agreed, " Go, Lan'er can make porridge now, I think we can start the fire ourselves after staying at your house for a while!"

　 Wang Lan lowered her head in embarrassment, she didn't learn a single dish in the past few months, she only learned how to cook porridge, she was the only one who was so stupid.

Seeing Wang Lan like this, Cheng Huan couldn't help laughing and said, "Master Helian, let Wang Lan make you a dish when I get back today, how about it?!"

Wang Lan hurriedly shook her head and stopped Cheng Huan from agreeing to her proposal, but Helian Dong smiled and said, "Okay. That must be the most delicious dish in the world."

Wang Lan's hand slightly let go of Cheng Huan's arm, and she looked at Helian Dong with a look of dependence and gratitude. Where no one was looking, she smiled lightly and nodded slightly.

"Let's wait and see!" Sensing Wang Lan's change, Cheng Huan replied with a smile.

After returning home at noon, they began to help Wang Lan cook. The two of them cooked porridge first, and after making cakes, they began to prepare stir-fried vegetables. Wang Lan was always afraid of oil, and she would run far away every time the oil splashed. It's blurry.

Xu Ruyun first showed Wang Lan a stir-fried pork with celery. After Xu Ruyun finished frying, she handed the green peppers and eggs to Wang Lan, "I'll leave this dish to you!"

Wang Lan turned around and took out an empty bowl, carefully bumped the two eggs together, slid the egg into the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and stirred it lightly, then took out a little bit of salt from the salt jar from memory and put it in the bowl. Inside, he continued to stir a few times and looked up at Cheng Huan.

"You do it yourself!" Cheng Huan said with a smile, Wang Lan should know every step after so long, and she doesn't need her guidance.

Wang Lan lowered her eyes to look at Qingjiao. She picked up the kitchen knife for the first time and carefully landed on Qingjiao. Because she had never done it before, the blade slipped and almost cut her finger. Guang became more focused, and the stubbornness in her bones made her unwilling to give in.

　 Everyone watched Wang Lan cut the vegetables quietly, and the whole room could only hear the sound of the kitchen knife rubbing against the cutting board.

Her movements are very slow, but if you look carefully, you will find that she cuts very seriously, and the size of each section of the cut vegetables is about the same, although it is the first time, it does not feel messy.

After the vegetables were cut, Wang Lan took the plate and walked to the pot. Cheng Huan was ready to light the fire for her. Xu Ruyun also stood aside to cheer her up. Wang Lan put the plate with green peppers on the pot, and grew He picked up the oil jar in a breath, put a spoonful of oil in the cauldron, and then used a shovel to open the oil to the outside, so that the oil juice can be eaten everywhere at the bottom of the pot.

Because she was afraid that her hands were tightly holding the handle of the shovel, her arms were still trembling uncontrollably. Seeing the hot smoke coming out of the oil, she picked up the egg bowl, closed her eyes and poured the eggs into the pot, and then panicked. Stir in the pan.

There was no pain as imagined on the arms and face, Wang Lan opened her eyes carefully, and realized that the shovel she swung just now had not landed in the pot at all, watching the eggs in the pot with bubbles, Wang Lan relaxed He let out a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)