"Koizumi, I want to, I want to build a furnace like this! This way I can cook some simple food and make my own tooth sacrifices. The more Li Xiange looked at the small stove, the more he liked it, and his eyes were shining.

"String Song, don't worry! I bought it on the food street next to the school. It's too late today, it's so dark outside, you can go and see again tomorrow during the day. Koizumi said with a smile and a chord song.

"Uh-huh! I'll be there early tomorrow morning! Xian Ge made up his mind, and then cared about Koizumi: "Koizumi, then what are you going to eat tonight?" ”

"I'm going to stew some porridge and eat it hot, and eat it together." Koizumi had planned tonight's meal before he came back.

"Wow! Sounds great! Xian Ge said enviously.

"Go, go, like you're a hungry ghost." Koizumi laughed and joked with a chord song: "Didn't you just finish eating?" Before this is put aside, you can't look down on such a simple and bland cereal food. ”

"Yes, I'm meatless! Although I was full of seven or eight points in the canteen just now, I felt that there was still something missing, and I was still unhappy. Xian Ge said abruptly.

"It's so dark now, there's no call, it's not shower time, I really don't know what to do." Xian Ge continued.

"You can watch me cook and eat." Koizumi playfully joked about the string song, and after a while, he said: "String song, do you have candles at home?" ”

"Don't worry, I have hoarded, my family also hoarded a lot, although it is impossible to read a book by candlelight at night, but it is too uncomfortable to have a black eye, so at home we usually light a candle to make the room slightly bright." Xiange replied, "By the way, Koizumi, have you stocked up?" Do you want me to give it to you? ”

"Thank you! Don't worry, I have that too. As he spoke, Koizumi began to take out the clay pot, then took out the box where he put his food, scooped out a handful of rice and millet, and took out a few dried sweet potatoes made by Aunt Ye.

"Koizumi, what's that? I can't see what it is, but I vaguely smell sweet? Xian Ge sat at his desk, and suddenly said something faint.

Lin Xiaoquan turned around, although in the dim room, with the blessing of spiritual power, she could clearly see Li Xiange, and even a new pimple on her face.

"This is dried sweet potato, I went home during the Chinese New Year, and the aunt in the village gave it to me." Koizumi then reacted and asked Xiange, "Do you want to try it?" It's pretty tasty. ”

"Hmm-no, thank you! I'm just curious. Xian Ge replied.

"Take it—try it!" Koizumi couldn't help but say, and stuffed the dried sweet potato in his hand into Xian Ge's hand accurately.

"Alright! Thank you! Hmm-it's delicious! It's so sweet! By the way, eating is precious now! Koizumi should not share like this in the future. Xian Ge ate while nagging uneasily.

"Okay, Mrs. Li, I know! Remembered. Koizumi also smiled and responded.

"Good you Koizumi! A trick to pick up the poor nun—" String Song sneered.

Koizumi put the rice, millet, and dried sweet potatoes in the clay pot, and then said hello to the chord song, and walked to the bathroom with the whole pot, intending to wash the rice and wash the dried sweet potatoes.

After cleaning the rice and millet and rinsing the dried sweet potatoes, Koizumi turned on the faucet and pretended to add tap water, but in fact the water from the well outside the back door of the kitchen of the house was drawn from the Taoyuan space.

Although the water in the well, which is commonly used in Taoyuan Space, does not have the magical exaggerated effect of "raising the dead, flesh and bones", and even fails to make Koizumi's grandmother's pace of death slower, the water quality itself is very clear and sweet.

So basically, Xiaoquan doesn't have water in the real world, and tries to create his own conditions outside the Taoyuan space and drink his own water.

This cooking is no exception.

After placing the clay pot on the charcoal stove where the small coal was lit, Koizumi added a small bamboo steamer to the clay pot, and on the side of the table, he took out the three mini multigrain nests that had been prepared and put them in the steamer, and heated them together with the small stove.

Next, it's all left to wait quietly.

The waiting process seems boring and long, but in fact, in the chat between Koizumi and the chord song, which has a match and no match, it will soon pass.

A smell soon wafted from the small stove where the food was steaming and boiling.

"I seem to smell the smell of steamed buns, Xiaoizumi, you still steamed steamed buns?" In the faint candlelight, Koizumi saw Xian Ge tilting his head and twitching his nose to sniff left and right, like a cute puppy.

"Yes, I left the leftover wowotou that I bought and ate outside yesterday, but fortunately the weather is cold now, which is equivalent to a natural refrigerator, and I am not afraid of spoiling. I'm going to eat those nests together tonight. Otherwise, just eating porridge will not be enough. Koizumi explained.

In fact, the nest head in the steamer was made by Koizumi himself in the Taoyuan space before, and he deliberately took out a few and put them outside when he was tidying up just now.

Moreover, the self-made wowotou in the space is not the kind sold outside, it is made by Koizumi with soybeans, corn, and millet grown by himself, beaten into flour, and together, with sugar and yeast.

"And what kind of porridge did you cook?" Xian Ge asked, "I thought you were stewed porridge with dried sweet potatoes." ”

"I use rice and millet to cook porridge together, but I actually want to cook rice and millet sweet potato porridge. In the past, my grandmother would cook fresh sweet potatoes for me, and when the porridge was about to be ready, for example, now, I would add some wolfberries and brown sugar to it, and it would be full of color and flavor. Koizumi spoke as he reminisced.

"I know I know, I've drunk something like this before. The white rice itself is mixed with yellow millet, and in the middle there are several large golden sweet potato chunks, interspersed with a few small wolfberries like rubies. "The string song fell into good memories.

"Hahaha, you're writing an article? What an export! Koizumi said with a smile, "Especially in the cold weather, it is really a blessing in the world to drink such a mouthful of hot, soft and sweet rice millet and sweet potato porridge!" ”

"Koizumi, have you peeled any of the skin?" Suddenly, the string song came out of nowhere.

"Huh?" Koizumi immediately reacted, "I don't have fresh sweet potatoes, it's the dried sweet potatoes you ate just now, and I have been boiling them all the time." ”

"Oh! Look at my memory, stupid. Xian Ge laughed embarrassedly.

"In fact, even if there are fresh sweet potatoes, they must have peeled them in the past, but now they are different from the past, I will wash them and cut them directly and cook them together, where can I be willing to peel them." Koizumi continued the previous topic of the string song: "The main thing is that peeling feels wasteful, and the sweet potato skin can be eaten even after washing and boiling. ”

"Yes, that's what I just meant! Now it is really like going back to the war and famine years in the mouth of our ancestors! Xian Ge sighed.

"Nope! At least they have good sunshine and plenty of electricity! Koizumi corrected.

"Hey—really, we're worse!" String Song wailed.

"It's not miserable, it's not miserable, you also come to such a bowl of 'good luck in the world', and you will have a double sense of happiness!" Koizumi answered as he prepared to serve the porridge.

"No, no—well, I'll give it a bite! Otherwise, you'll be hungry tonight! I'm the one who ate dinner! "It was as if she had made some difficult decision, but finally succumbed to the steaming aroma.

"Good!" Koizumi said with a smile.