"It's pretty honest." Li Chen said lightly, this is his first time cooking, I don't know how many dishes he sacrificed during the period, and finally gloriously picked out the three dishes and one soup on this table......

"Why don't I go to the kitchen and get another dish?" Yuan Qing really doesn't want to eat this kind of thing that looks like this is a failure in failure, and it is simply hopeless, can this be called a dish?

Ma eggs, vegetables don't count, how can I eat them? Yuan Qing wailed inwardly.

"There's no more food." He said lightly. He did countless experiments, and he ran out of materials.

The so-called loser is nothing more than this, Yuan Qing walked to the table like a fateful person, sat down, and his movements were extremely mechanical.

The "dish" still has residual warmth, and the rice can still be eaten after many practices.

"Eat." Li Chen picked up the dishes and chopsticks, originally he himself felt that his ability was limited and he had to be modest, but after hearing Yuan Qing's pig-like laughter in the small courtyard, it seemed that he was humble or something.

Are you embarrassed to let me eat it? Yuan Qing sat at the table, not even having the courage to hold chopsticks.

"Do you want me to feed you?" The cold voice carried the meaning of death of those who do not eat.

"Do you think it's delicious?" Yuan Qing asked.

"Okay." He nodded faintly.

Damn, Wang Po sells melons, she sells herself and boasts, drink soup, she can only drink soup, so she picked up the spoon and poked it into the bowl, don't stick out a finger. After a lot of effort, her spoon was taken out, and in the spoon was a little water and a few dried radish, whew, okay, Yuan Qing breathed a long sigh of relief and poured the contents of the spoon into the bowl.

Next, after drinking the soup, she took the first sip, and her tongue was numb. Does your family sell salt? What do you put so much salt for? Don't you know the urge of people who drink soup to want to jump into the river after drinking soup?

"How?" Li Chen looked at her closed eyes and asked with a somewhat painful look.

"How much salt did you put in it?" Luckily, she didn't throw it up, but tears came out.

"Forget." As he spoke, he scooped the radish soup into the bowl with a spoon, then lowered his head to drink the soup, and then he swallowed the soup calmly...... Really, the path I chose, I had to go down on my knees.

"I don't think there's any salt in this. Just neutralize. He pointed to another plate of "dishes" that were chewy.

Yuan Qing took the chopsticks and stretched them out to the plate he was pointing at, this look was really bright, her eyes were in her eyes, can this pungent smell not deviate from the runway to be dazzling? You can roughly see the prototype of the deity on the plate, which seems to be a mushroom. She picked one up. Put them in the soup and let them neutralize well.

"I can't eat this anymore." Yuan Qing looked at the things in the bowl, his eyes collapsed, damn it, is this what people eat? It's hard to swallow. It looks so hard, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious, and there's no hue at all......

It's hard to eat, and it's rubbish...... It's even more ugly if it's unpalatable.

"The rice is very well cooked, and it is eaten with rice." The cold voice said without emotion.

"Okay, I hope this rice is still edible." Yuan Qing served rice in the rice bowl, fortunately, this rice was not bad.

"This is my first time cooking." There was a hint of resentment in his faint tone.

"Oh." Except for the word "oh", Yuan Qing was speechless. "Or is it my glory?"

"Isn't it?" The man looked like he was. To know. Even his mother had never eaten what he had made......

"I can't bear this honor, so I don't want it." The woman's voice was soft, and it sounded with it: What kind of glory is this?

"......" Li Chen was speechless.

The candles in the room were dim, and the two were silent.

"Lord Wang, how did you cook this dish?" Yuan Qing looked at the dishes on the table, it was really difficult to put down the chopsticks.

"Look at you, learn." Li Chen seemed to be chewing slowly, after all, this was a dish he made, and it was the first time he had made it.

"The fire burned so big that the dishes were all mushy. Fail. "Yuan Qing is holding his mouth and commenting on this dish." Put so much salt in it, and when you drink a mouthful of soup, your tongue is numb. Failure within failure, and this, what is it? Cooked is not yet ripe...... It's desperate. ”

A few thick black lines fell on the man's forehead, and his face turned heavy, "Isn't there any merit?" ”

"The shortcomings are too obvious, and the advantages have not been found yet." Yuan Qing said lightly.

Quiet..................

Silent silence..................

"Clean up the dishes." A deep voice finished. The man got up and left.

This night, Yuan Qing was hungry all night.

Before dawn the next day, she woke up from hunger, got up, and went to the kitchen to make porridge and drink.

"Get up, come and drink porridge." Then, she lowered her head and blew on the hot porridge and drank it slowly.

Seriously, usually Li Chen gets up first in the morning, and Yuan Qing only gets up half an hour after he gets up, but this time, Yuan Qing is obviously hungry......

There was no such nonsense, he sat down at the table and drank the porridge.

After drinking the porridge, tidying up, ready to go out.

Walking to the small courtyard, Yuan Qing glanced at the clothes drying on the hanger, couldn't help but sneer again, pointed to the clothes and said, "Lord Wang, your clothes are really stylish." ”

Li Chen looked at her malicious smile with a dark face. "Is this dress the wrong one?"

"Haha, this dress is so weird......" Yuan Qing smiled and couldn't answer. There is no right or wrong way to dry clothes, it's just that the way he dries them is too weird. "Well, you can dry your clothes, you can dry them any way, that's right."

"And what are you laughing at?" He was depressed.

"Well, you can go to other houses and see how others dry their clothes." Yuan Qingdao.

Then, Li Chen looked into the small courtyard of the house next door, and sure enough, the way he dried his clothes was very different from the way he dried his clothes. Li Chen's face seemed to be a little embarrassed, but there was still no expression, he raised his feet and walked to the hanger, and rearranged the clothes hanging on the clothes stick, and the movements were on his body, and there was never anything embarrassing.

"Alright." He walked over and said lightly.

"Oh." Yuan Qing nodded silently.

Afterwards, the two walked out of the small courtyard, and the place they went to was Lizheng's house in Bilian Village. Li Zheng is equivalent to the current village head.

"Lizheng, do you know if there is anyone in the village who makes stoves?" Yuan Qing asked the old man who was meditating in the small courtyard. They had to make a fire next to the coal mine to cook, so naturally they had to make a stove.

"Yes." Li Zheng nodded and shouted into the house, "Mei Xiang, you come out for a while." ”

Then a girl came out of the house, she was dressed ordinary, but the color of her clothes was also bright, her figure was slender, and her eyebrows and eyes were quite beautiful. When she heard her grandfather calling her, she naturally walked out without hesitation, "What's the matter, grandpa?" ”

"Two, Mei Xiang is my granddaughter, let her take you to the one surnamed Bai." Li Zheng pointed to the fair girl who came out of the house and said, "Mei Xiang, you take them to your Bai Bo's house." ”

Zhang Meixiang looked at the two people standing in the small courtyard, then looked at her grandfather and said, "Okay, then I'll go first, grandpa." "She seems to be quite filial.

"Excuse me." Yuan Qing thanked the old man, and smiled at Zhang Meixiang: "Miss Zhang led the way." ”

"Where, Miss Yuan, there is not much difference between the two of us, you can just call me Mei Xiang." Zhang Meixiang said with a smile, and after a moment she moved her gaze to Li Chen and said, "This little brother is ......"

"Oh, he's ......" Speaking of this, Yuan Qing turned her head to look at Li Chen, she didn't know how to introduce him.

"Lead the way." Li Chen walked without squinting, looking like a king.

"Alright then, please go, you two." Zhang Meixiang looked at the man's unusual cold face, whether it looked good or it was a little cold, and she said in a trembling voice at the moment.

So, Zhang Meixiang led the two of them to the house of the man who could make the stove.

"Uncle Bai, are you at home?" Zhang Meixiang shouted, the small courtyard was empty.

"It's Mei Xiang, what's the matter, your Bai Bo is in the house." A woman walked out, saw an acquaintance and said with a smile, and in a blink of an eye, she saw two more people, "Miss Yuan, you and your father-in-law are also here." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Qing almost vomited blood, pretended to be calm, and said with a light smile: "Yes, sister-in-law, is Bai Bo inside?" We had something to do with him and needed his help. ”

"Oh, three of you go inside." The woman said enthusiastically.

Inside the house, the Bai Bo is a middle-aged man in his early fifties, he didn't go to work in the coal mine, maybe it's because of his health, Yuan Qing made it clear that he wanted to come, and Bai Bo also accepted it happily, he said, you need to prepare some things for the stove, let Yuan Qing and them go first, he prepared the things, and then came back.

Then, the three of them walked out of the house.

"Miss Yuan, are you going to cook next to the construction site?" Zhang Meixiang asked.

"yes." Yuan Qing nodded.

"Can I go and help with the cooking? The food I cook is also quite delicious. Mei Xiang said.

"If you want to go, you can go, but your family is against it?" Yuan Qing asked rhetorically.

"This ...... My dad is also on the construction site, I'll ask him, and you'll definitely agree. Zhang Meixiang said.

"Okay then." Yuan Qingdao.

The three then headed towards the coal miner.

At this time, it was almost time for breakfast, and the workers were about to get off the morning shift, the three of them came to the construction site, and looked at it, the coal mining work was going smoothly, the shed had been built, Ling Ran had already bought two cauldrons, and Uncle Wu had already made the first trolley.

Yuan Qing looked at the cauldron, there was no problem, he only needed to make two stoves to make a fire to cook. The shed is built very steadily, and unless it encounters an earthquake, flash flood and mudslide, it should hold on for ten years.

"Miss Yuan, Brother Li, how are you doing with this trolley?" At this time, Uncle Wu pushed the first trolley he made in his life and said with a smile on his face.

"Yes, that's good." Yuan Qing nodded, just like what she had described.

"How many are you going to make?" Uncle Wu said.

"Let's make seven or eight first." Yuan Qingdao.

"It's fine." Uncle Wu said, nodding.

"Master, according to what you said, the gunpowder has been brought." At this time, Ling Ran came to Li Chen's side and said in a low voice. To be continued