While busy with the fish in his hand, Jiang Baizhu, who kept paying attention to Shan Juncai from the corner of his eye, naturally also noticed the change in Shan Juncai's expression.

Continue to quietly spread the marinade evenly on the fish.

The stewed wild vegetables in the pot are almost ready, put some garlic sprouts that have just been dug out of the vegetable garden, stir them gently, and then take a bowl and prepare to serve the rice.

Three bowls of stewed wild vegetables were quickly served.

Sitting around the table in the room, Shan Juncai and Erhua stared at the three large bowls on the table.

Each bowl was filled with a large bowl of wild vegetables.

Although it smells very fresh, no matter how bad it smells, it is just a bowl of green leaves.

I once ate the bark and grass roots of the two flowers in the most difficult time, and I was still a little timid about this bowl of wild vegetables.

She knew how unpalatable bark grass was, so she thought that the so-called wild herbs should taste similar.

"That, isn't Miss Azhu going to be fish?" Erhua looked at the big bowl of wild vegetables in front of her, and quietly swallowed her saliva and asked.

Erhua actually likes to eat delicious things, because she really suffered a lot when she was a child.

After following her master, she ate a full meal, and followed her master to eat and drink spicy food.

Unlike Shan Juncai, the taste of what Shan Juncai has eaten since he was a child makes him feel very ordinary, and he has no interest. In saying that Shan Juncai's heart has always had more important things to worry about, and he has never had the heart to care about what you eat, whether it is delicious or not, whether it is nutritious or not.

When Erhua was a child, the conditions at home were very poor, and she always couldn't open the pot. Sometimes it may take many days to eat a meal, and when I am so hungry that I can't stand it, I have eaten any grass roots, tree bark, and Guanyin soil.

Then there was a famine one year, and she was almost eaten by her hungry red-eyed father.

Fortunately, she met her master, and it was the master who saved her.

The master's kindness to her will be firmly remembered in her life.

She still remembers that her father secretly discussed with another man about changing the child's food.

Although she didn't understand some of the things they said, she still knew in her heart that her father was going to give up on her.

If she did go with the man she didn't know, she would definitely die, and be eaten.

In the years of the Great Famine, cannibalism was not uncommon.

When the heart gradually cooled, the master appeared.

It was like a god descending in front of her, telling her to go with him, to do things for him, to give her food.

After leaving with the master, the master gave her the first white steamed bun she had ever eaten in her life.

Erhua thinks it's the most delicious and delicious thing in the world.

For Erhua, who has experienced a famine year, the food is very precious, and the delicious things are needless to say.

Later, after several years of various training and tuning, Erhua finally came to the master's side ten years ago.

Follow the master's side, always outside

Out of a variety of tasks, almost all the year round is inseparable from the master.

But for things like cooking, Erhua really doesn't have any talent, and the things she makes are barely edible, but it's definitely not delicious at all.

Fortunately, the master has never disliked it, and most of the time when he is out on a mission, he is the second flower to cook and prepare meals.

At this moment, Erhua looked at the bowl of wild vegetables in front of her, and felt in her heart that this Jiang Baizhu seemed to be skilled, but in fact, the things she made were only similar to what she made.

In fact, when Erhua knew that Jiang Baizhu asked his master to find fish, he was quite looking forward to it.

She hadn't eaten meat for a long time since she came out with her master this time, and her thin body, which was already the same as two meats, felt a little thinner.

But he didn't expect Jiang Baizhu to just marinate the fish and didn't plan to do it.

If Jiang Baizhu hadn't directly asked her to serve rice, she would have thought that she would have cooked the fish and eaten it herself.

Jiang Baizhu held chopsticks in his hand and said, "The fish is still pickled now, and it will take at least more than an hour to pickle, so let's eat it first, and then stew the fish at night."

Erhua was speechless for a while, and she had to wait so long to eat fish: "Eh, okay."

Shan Juncai was glad that he didn't have to eat that fish.

To be honest, Shan Juncai didn't want to eat that fish.

Especially after seeing Jiang Baizhu smear those things that looked a little bad on the fish, Shan Juncai didn't want to eat it even more.

Originally, Shan Juncai was not very interested in food, and he himself was a little clean.

For those things that looked very strange and the color was a little disgusting to him, he really didn't have any intention of trying it.

Picking up a wild vegetable with chopsticks, Shan Juncai didn't expect that there were noodles in this wild vegetable.

In fact, it was brought by Erhua when she went back to "her own home" to get the seasoning.

This is the noodles that I rolled out the day before, and I was thinking of eating them at noon and at night. So at that time, I rolled out more, and I cooked two bowls at that time. One bowl is for Shan Juncai, and the other is for herself.

As a result, Jiang Baizhu woke up suddenly, and Erhua didn't bring people or leather masks at that time, so after noticing that Jiang Baizhu woke up, Erhua left Shan Juncai's house.

Alone depressed, squatting in the corner and nibbling on dry steamed buns, thinking about the hot clear soup noodles he had just made.

Later, at night, Jiang Baizhu fell asleep again, and Erhua finally ate a hot meal of clear soup noodles.

However, when Yama Juncai ate noodles at night, he had a strange expression on his face.

Erhua didn't know why, and didn't ask.

Shan Juncai himself knew that it was because he drank the green vegetable porridge cooked by Jiang Baizhu at noon, and then he really felt that he couldn't swallow it when he ate the clear soup noodles boiled by Erhua.

"Miss Erhua, try my craft too." Jiang Baizhu said to Erhua with a smile.

Erhua wanted to eat fish, and Jiang Baizhu saw it clearly.

In that case, it is a step to integrate her intentions

Step on.

The few hand-rolled noodles brought by Erhua were stewed into the stewed wild vegetables, and some seasonings were added.

Through Jiang Baizhu's observation after waking up twice, she carefully found that Shan Jun was the kind of person who didn't care too much about the taste of what he ate. That's why I was able to eat the tasteless clear soup noodles with the slightest change of face.

The stew made with such simple ingredients is the most amazing to him.

The truth was as Jiang Baizhu expected.

When Shan Juncai ate the first bite of the stew, he only felt that his eyes lit up.

Is this the smell of weeds dug up in the cluttered vegetable garden in the yard?

Shan Juncai was a little stunned.

Although he was impressed by the green vegetable porridge that Jiang Baizhu cooked the day before, he still didn't have much confidence in what kind of food the weeds in the yard could make.

Unexpectedly, these weed noodles tasted even better than yesterday's green vegetable porridge.

(End of chapter)

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