Yang Huairen said that he wanted to cook, but when he really wanted to cook, he realized what it means to be a good woman and cook without rice.

In this small house, there is really nothing to eat, and there are some wild vegetables by the door that cannot be handed over, and Yang Huairen is not sure about the taste, so he does not dare to use them as materials.

And the remaining grain in the village can't be moved, it is people's life-saving food, and I am afraid that the villagers will not be willing to eat it until the last resort.

There should be something to eat on the mountain, but now on a day like this, there is no way to go out to look for it, and the rest is only some dry food that Yang Huairen brought with him.

Tie Xiangyu seemed to see his difficulties from Yang Huairen's face, so he said, "Forget it, it's good to make do with it, and cook?" What do you cook with? ”

Yang Huairen must admit that this is reasonable, but it makes sense does not mean that he must listen to it. Just because there are few ingredients doesn't mean you can't change the way you eat them and make them suitable for such an environment.

He asked the little girl, "Little sister, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Asa and my brother's name is Aji."

The young man also hurriedly replied, "My name is Qusha, you can call me Asha." ”

"Uh-huh, yes, you guys have nice names."

Yang Huairen smiled, the three children didn't seem to like him so much before, it seems that the snacks and cookies he gave have played a role, so that the children are no longer defensive of him, but as a person who can be approached and trusted.

He continued, "Brother, I want to make something to eat for everyone, but at the moment, neither the conditions nor the materials are very good, and I am not very familiar with your household utensils, can you be my assistant and help me?" ”

The children nodded defenselessly, but after nodding, the little girl spoke again, "However, there is nothing to eat at home, except for ......."

She pointed to the pile of wild vegetables, "Those wild vegetables are afraid that the guests will not be used to eating them." ”

"Yes," replied the old man, "there is really nothing to entertain, if the weather is good, maybe you can find some mountain mushrooms from the nearby woods, and there is some game in the deep woods farther away, but unfortunately I can't go now." ”

Yang Huairen smiled, "It's okay, none of us have to go out, just use the existing materials, and I can still make a dish that everyone likes to eat." ”

The old man felt that Yang Huairen and these people were indeed good people, and gave all the Han desserts that were very precious in his eyes to his grandsons and grandchildren, and he was always a little unhappy in his heart, so he stood up and said, "Why don't I go and ask for a bowl of rice, I can't let you starve......

Yang Huairen hurriedly pulled him and asked him to sit back, "I really don't need to, I'm very good, especially good at cooking, you just sit and watch, don't use rice." ”

Lan Ruoxin knew that Yang Huairen dared to say this, because he already had an idea in his heart, according to his cooking level, even if the ingredients were limited, it was possible to make a delicious dish, so he followed him to persuade the old man not to bother.

Yang Huairen thought about it, there didn't seem to be any decent kitchenware in this house, the clay pot for boiling water, and the clay pot for hot dishes might be the only kitchenware they had at home, and he could only use these kitchenware to make a dish that everyone could eat.

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and it was still afternoon, but it was so dark that it seemed to be gradually entering the night, but it seemed that the sound of the rain could not be heard, but the situation was worse, the raindrops froze into ice particles in the suddenly cold air, and the light rain turned into light snow.

The climate in the mountains is so changeable, although this snow is not like the goose feather snow in the northern winter, but it soon bleached the whole land white, the mountains and woods became more hazy, and the village was still as silent as death, which made people unconsciously feel cold.

The dry baked cooking cakes on the clay pot were baked hard, Yang Huairen did this on purpose, took off the dried cooking cakes, and let the younger brother of Tianba, who had great strength, press it on the board, and it became a coarse-grained cooked noodles, and then crush some dry snacks and biscuit powder mixed into it, and it had two flavors: salty and sweet.

Add a little water to refresh the "flour" to make gnocchi, and if you boil it in a pot, everyone can eat a bowl of hot gnocchi soup.

And the soup of the pimple soup must also have a taste, and the simple clay pot cannot be used for the pimple underneath, so the clay pot has to be temporarily used as a soup pot.

Fill the clay pot with water, tear the dried meat into dried shredded meat and put it in, the soup will have a taste, and when the water in the jar is cooked, you can get pimples underneath.

The gnocchi is originally cooked, and it can be eaten after a little boiling, and its own sweetness is combined with the faint aroma and saltiness of the jerky soup, although this jar of gnocchi soup is very simple, but it is also a good delicacy.

The aroma that came out of the spout of the clay pot still made the children rejoice, and Yang Huairen saw that the pimples were almost ripe, so he lifted the lid and scooped a bowl for each of the three children and the old man.

The children are also very sensible, although their saliva is flowing out, they have not lost the etiquette they should have as a master, but let the bowls that were served first with more obvious gnocchi for Yang Huairen and a few of them to eat.

Tianba's younger brother was actually hungry for a long time, but seeing the children so sensible at this time, it seemed to remind him of the time when he couldn't eat and was hungry, and he kept saying, "Brother is not hungry, you eat first, there is still in the jar." ”

Hunger is indeed not the biggest problem that Yang Huairen and they are facing now, at least compared to these children, they really have no one to cry hunger, and the hot soup left in the jar can warm the body in cold weather, which is what they need most.

When the old man saw that these guests were so kind, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but when he saw the children eating sweetly and with a long-lost smile on his face, he couldn't help but sigh that these children had suffered.

After eating a large bowl of steaming pimple soup, the children's originally waxed faces seemed to have some blood, and the satisfaction in their eyes was also the biggest source of satisfaction for Yang Huairen, the chef.

The youngest Aji licked her bowl several times and refused to let go, and her sister Asa praised it several times that it was the best thing she had ever eaten to express her gratitude to Yang Huairen, so that Yang Huairen didn't know whether to be happy or painful.

The children's lives are really too hard, if it weren't for Yang Huairen seeing it with his own eyes and experiencing all this himself, he would never have believed it before.

The most humble meal is already the most delicious place in the hearts of innocent and kind children, which makes Yang Huairen feel that these children deserve a better life.