Facts have proved that the children of Tuanzi have inherited Lin Jiu's will 100% in terms of cooking skills and love of food.

In the early morning, Fuji Teng stretched out his body in the spiritual spring water lake of Xiaoxian Yuan, took a comfortable bath, and then climbed ashore to start a leisurely and down-to-earth work.

First, the free-range ducks and geese were collected and placed in a small bamboo basket next to the shelves used to dry vegetables and dried fish and bacon in the water and grass at will.

It was still a basket that Lin Jiu had nothing to do, there were three of them, and the vine vine cleaned up the chicken nest again, and quickly cleaned the livestock shed with his tentacle characteristics, Xiaoxianyuan has the function of automatic purification, there is no livestock manure or anything in the fence, at most, the hay scattered all over the ground because of the activities of the animals is cleaned up, and the hay collected can also be used to fill the chicken nest.

The rattan rattan is added to the forage, and the eggs are also put into the bamboo basket.

When Lu Shijun dressed the dumplings and walked out of the container, he happened to see the rattan vine rolling the hay into the stone trough, and the tunzi took the basket where the eggs were put and walked into another container that served as a kitchen, and he didn't forget to tell the rattan vine.

[The honey should also be collected, Uncle Hardship, I'll make you a meched sandwich. 】

When Fuji Teng heard the egg sauce sandwich, Vine paused, and then shook for a long time in Lu Shijun's unbelievable gaze, and was overjoyed.

It's been a long time since he's eaten serious food!

Next to the livestock shed, there is a stove that Lin Jiu later built up by the river that is separated by twenty or thirty meters and is adjacent to the spiritual spring water, on which two large cauldrons are erected, and a sturdy shelf is also built with bamboo next to the stove, and the bottom is full of firewood, and on top is a sack of millet rice bran and brown rice that are neatly stacked.

After adding forage, the vine hooked the vine towards Lu Shijun, but Lu Shijun didn't know why.

[Fire, fire on the stove!] 】

Lu Shijun stuffed the firewood under the stove, and an electric spark jumped into the firewood, igniting the firewood...... The vine had already stepped to the other side of the creek, and had taken all the dried vegetables, dried fish, and bacon on the shelves into a specific bamboo basket, waiting for his two-legged beast to come and collect it.

【Fetching water from the river~】

Under the command of Fuji Teng, Lu Shijun honestly beat the bucket of water with the wooden barrel on the side, poured it into two clean pots, and waited for Fuji Teng's next instruction with a confused expression.

Fujito did not have any instructions for the next step, so he himself "walked" over, opened the bag on the shelf, poured the rice bran and a small amount of millet into one of the pots, and put only millet into the other pot, took out a large piece of crude brown sugar from the closed wooden barrel on the corner of the shelf, and threw it into the pot of pure millet porridge.

[Make a good fire!] 】

Before Lu Shijun could react, the vines of the rattan vine had already hooked out a small hoe and a large bamboo basket from a bamboo hut near the container on the other side of the river, and the main body moved in the direction of the vegetable field.

The small bamboo house was originally a room built by Lin Jiu for the group, and then the mother and son rarely rested in Xiaoxianyuan, and when they rested, Lin Jiu also slept with the group, and this hut became a tool house for rattan.

Lu Shijun squatted by the stove, watching the dumplings and rattan vines busy in and out of the oven, his mind was a little empty, of course, the action of adding firewood to watch the fire did not stop, and from time to time he had to stir the bottom of the pot with a big horse spoon by the stove to avoid sticking to the pot.

In these two cauldrons, well, if he guessed correctly, it should be used to feed the pigs or something?

This is the first time Lu Shijun has come into contact with farm work since he was a child, he grew up in Mayor B, and the last three generations are all in the city, so he really has no opportunity to contact these.

After that, when I grew up, I was busy with my studies, and after graduating from the military school, I was busy with work...... Maybe he was assimilated by the life he needed to live, Lu Shijun felt that that kind of life was what he should live, it was his responsibility, and he never thought about it.

Even if the end of the world comes, for Lu Shijun, it is just that the front-line battlefield has been moved to daily life, and although the time that belongs to him has become difficult, it is not so good.

The appearance of Lin Jiu and the child brought Lu Shijun a new light, the Ministry of Defense needed him, but it was not necessary for him, he had more important things to protect, and the achievements he had struggled for more than 30 years in the past were gone.

He never knew that he was doing something simple and didn't need to be too calculated, so comfortable and relaxed.

The dry wood crackled and burned under the cauldron, the smoke curled up and disappeared along the other side of the stove, the millet and rice bran in the pot were boiled until viscous, and the steaming bubbles were bubbling up, and it was only two or three hours since he entered Xiaoxian Yuan, and Lu Shijun finally caught a little real feeling.

Tuanzi's hands were covered with flour, and when he came out of the container, he saw Lu Shijun squatting in front of the stove with no shelves at a glance, and then looked at the vines and vines who were busy picking ripe vegetables in the vegetable fields, and probably understood what was going on.

His father was supported by the vine, watching Lu Shijun honestly watch the fire and boil pig food, the dumplings pursed their lips, a little happy.

At this time, the vine vine had already cleaned up the vegetable garden, and the fresh vegetables were all placed next to the shelves, and some leftovers, such as radish tassels and sweet potato leaves, were also picked in a large pile, and all thrown into the livestock shed.

"Okay, put out the fire, wait until it's cold and then feed it, it's time to eat."

Dango spoke, turned around and entered the container kitchen, in front of which there was a set of tables and chairs placed in the open air, in the color of wood, and a whole basket of hard-boiled eggs was placed on the table.

Lu Shijun drew firewood to extinguish the fire, and followed the rattan vine to the table.

On the edge of the table, the dumplings roll up their sleeves and skillfully peel the hard-boiled eggs, and the remaining eggshells are still in the basket, and they can also be thrown back to the chicken pen to supplement the calcium of the mothers who contribute eggs.

The hard-boiled eggs were put into a clean porcelain basin, the dumplings added a little milk to it, and the absolutely fresh mayonnaise that Lin Jiu had made with him when he was idle was nothing, and then sprinkled with ground black pepper, and the porcelain basin and wooden shovel were pushed directly in front of Lu Shijun.

"Crush and mix well, Xiao Jiu likes to eat something with a little texture, it's good to break it and not be too fine."

After the dumplings finished their instructions, he turned around and went to the kitchen to look at his bread, and when Lu Shijun mixed the boiled eggs and mayonnaise according to the instructions of the dumplings, the dumplings just took out the round bread that had been baked from the kitchen, and put two large plates on the table.

Then, the dumplings cut open the bread and filled it with egg sauce, making it look like it was ready to go. It was the first time Lu Shijun had seen dumplings cooking, and he really didn't expect this kid to be so versatile.

"Dango~ What are you doing delicious?"

Before Lu Shijun could say anything to the dumplings, Lin Jiu walked out of the small building, looked at the egg sauce sandwiches full of fillings on the table, and swallowed his saliva first.

Lin Jiu had already completed a breakthrough in his state of mind, watching tens of thousands of years of time pass away like a flash of light in front of his eyes, Lin Jiu was attracted by the smell of wheat on the toast before he had time to sigh.

For tens of thousands of years, she, they, are just a drop in the ocean, and it's good to be in a state of mind, and it's useless to think about it. Lin Jiu held the candidate's 60-point pass mentality, and threw the perception of his mood to the back of his mind.

It is precisely because the future is unpredictable that the present day is particularly important.

Even if you can't make the crown, it's good to be able to eat the egg sauce sandwich made by my son every day.

"I'll serve the milk, and then I'll start the meal!"