The two discussed all the way, and finally decided to make the simplest dish, that is, fried rice, which is the easiest to make, and it doesn't waste time and doesn't require any technology.

The streets are full of pineapple vendors, stalls, pickers, and storefronts, and those cylindrical pineapples are neatly arranged by those vendors, which looks beautiful and attractive.

The pineapple has several narrow leaves on the top of its head, and the edges of the leaves have some tiny thorns, like a little girl with pigtails, and the skin of the pineapple is very thick and rough, like armor.

Unripe pineapples are green, have a very bitter taste, and can be left for a few days after picking, so the greenish pineapples are placed at the bottom, or at the bottom.

The ripe pineapple is yellow with a green tinge and a sweet and sour taste, and is placed at the front by vendors to attract passers-by.

Gu Yan and Gu Ling walked down the street together, and they were also excited to see this lively scene, and the servants of the single house parked the carriage at the corner of the street, waiting for them to return.

The street is full of people, and it is a good season for pineapples to ripen, and the sound of people is full of people and the fragrance of pineapples has a unique flavor.

Although she has decided to make fried rice, but she has not figured out what to make fried rice, Gu Ling is also blind, the only thing she knows is the steps, before she crossed into this world, she would always stay in the kitchen when she was bored, and then stand quietly by watching her chef turn all kinds of messy ingredients into all kinds of delicious food, and then serve it to the table for her to taste.

It feels like magic, she watches them make zuò food is like watching an artist complete a work of art, just like Li Yixin painting a satisfactory painting, in the eyes of Gu Ling, it is called art, the only difference is that the food can be eaten, but the beautiful painting can only be appreciated.

She once wanted to learn, but because she was a daughter, her own chef was afraid that she would hurt her fingers and was unwilling to teach her, and besides, she was worried about the company's affairs before, and they didn't want to be so tired, so she only remembered the steps in the end but never did it herself.

She was originally a young lady, how could she do it herself?!

Thinking about it, Gu Ling was annoyed, and complained that he didn't stubbornly learn a little at the beginning, otherwise he could help Gu Yan now, and the two of them wouldn't be blind in this bustling street, walking blankly, aimlessly.

"Let's go to some good inns and ask, give some silver taels to estimate that they are willing to teach, and then I will go back and figure it out for myself."

Gu Yan mentioned that the smell of glass all over the street was very good, Gu Ling looked around while walking, and replied casually: "Didn't you listen to Yixin, we don't have much time, and besides, if you go to ask someone, you won't necessarily tell you, this is a matter of smashing people's signs, unless you buy some back yourself, and then learn while tasting it-"

As soon as he was halfway through speaking, Gu Ling exclaimed, and Gu Yan in front hurriedly turned around, thinking that something had happened to her, and looked back to see that she had already covered her palms and kept blowing.

"What's wrong with you?"

Gu Yan walked over and asked, and as soon as he asked, he saw that the vendor who bought pineapples hurriedly came out of his stall, and then hurriedly bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry Miss, I'm sorry, it's okay if the pineapple hurts your finger."

Gu Ling didn't mean to be angry at all, she knew that it was because she was careless, and besides, it wasn't a big deal to be hurt by a pineapple, she just felt a little pain in her palm.

Hearing the apology made Gu Ling recover from the pain in his palm, and casually glanced at the vendor next to him.

The merchant was a woman, about twenty-six or seventeen years old, and when she saw her come out, her daughter also came out, and the little girl was about three or four years old, and she looked very smart, and when she saw Gu Ling and Gu Yan, her eyes showed a timid expression, and she pulled the corner of her mother and did not speak.

The woman kept her head down, Gu Ling could only see her head, and her hair, and was about to say something, but her eyes fell on the pineapple on the stall next to the woman, just now the pineapple here hurt her palm, and she was still a little annoyed in her heart, just wanted to open her mouth to say something suddenly remembered something, and then hurriedly asked the woman: "I seem to remember that pineapple seems to be able to make pineapple fried rice, is it true?" ”

There was no answer for a long time, and the ancient spirit asked the woman, but the woman did not answer, because she did not know that the ancient spirit in silk was asking her.

Gu Ling pouted, then glanced back at Gu Yan beside him, Gu Yan understood, and then ordered: "My sister is asking you, you should raise your head." ”

Hearing Gu Yan's command, the woman raised her head, and when she looked up, Gu Yan could see her appearance.

The woman is slightly powdered, dressed in a red blue shirt, looking gentle and graceful, not at all like a vendor, very pineapple Shih Tzu feeling.

Gu Ling was very curious when he saw it, and then he looked at the woman's hand, and sure enough, it was a slender jade hand, and he was not a person who did business outside all the year round, so Gu Ling was even more curious, and then asked.

"You don't look like a vendor, do you, so you're selling pineapples here?"

"Not really."

After being discovered by Gu Ling, the woman nodded, and then replied without humility or arrogance: "There are too many pineapples at home, and they will be bad at home, so I will come out and sell some, it is better than bad, my husband is unwilling, but it is not good for me to be idle, and he can't help it, so he agreed when he saw that I was stubborn." ”

Her guess was indeed right, Gu Ling smiled, and then pointed to the little girl next to the woman and asked, "This is your daughter?" ”

The woman nodded, smiled delicately, and said: "This is my daughter, called Yinran, my husband loves me very much, and I didn't want my daughter to follow me, after all, the sun is too big, I'm afraid of damaging her, but the little girl is used to following me, so I have no choice but to take her out, so I should take her to see the world."

Children are well raised, and children who are pampered and raised are not too good, arrogant and willful, and will only cause us trouble in the future. ”

Perhaps knowing that she had said too much, the woman smiled apologetically and continued: "This is just my humble opinion, don't laugh at the two nobles. ”

Gu Ling and Gu Yan glanced at each other, it was true, they were spoiled by their parents because their family was too superior, so that now they would be helpless to even make the simplest fried rice.

"I was just asking, is pineapple can be made into pineapple fried rice, I have eaten it before, but I forgot about it."

The woman smiled and nodded, then pointed to her daughter next to her and replied: "This girl also likes pineapple fried rice the most, if there is no pineapple, her father will have to look for pineapples everywhere, and then come back and let me make pineapple fried rice for her, completely spoiled by her father." ”

"Mother, daddy is not bad"

Gu Ling looked at the little girl and pouted to refute her mother's words, the woman turned back and stroked her daughter's hair, and then leaned over and whispered to her: "My mother didn't say that my father was bad, my father is a good person, and meeting your father is the luckiest and happiest thing in my life." ”

The little girl didn't understand her mother's words at all, and when she heard her mother say that her father was not bad, she grinned.

"Do you know how to make pineapple fried rice?"

The woman nodded, then turned around and replied helplessly: "Because this girl likes to eat, she likes to eat what I made myself, and she doesn't even look at what the chef makes, no way, I won't have to go back." (To be continued.) )