After speaking, Yang Jingjing picked up two or three and handed them to her, Zhou Xiaozhi followed with a happy face, and said to Yang Jingjing with a smile: "Jingjing, you are really my good friend." ”

Yang Jingjing: "If it's a good friend, hurry up and help me do a good job of the red stars, I'm still useful." ”

Zhou Xiaozhi nodded again and again, and promised Yang Jingjing that she would guarantee that everything would be done for her within a week.

After this matter was implemented, Yang Jingjing went to her dry nurse's house after school, and her dry milk saw her coming, and insisted that she stay for dinner, saying that she would make bamboo rice for her tonight.

Bamboo rice? Yang Jingjing agreed happily without much thought, but she told Wang Chunhua that she was going back to talk to her mother.

When she came over, she brought more than ten catties of rice, but Wang Chunhua waved her hand and refused to accept it, but in the end, Yang Jingjing was resolute and she accepted it.

She poured her dry milk in the kitchen, and Yang Jingjing went out to see Lin Xiaocao and Lin Xiaohua.

Lin Xiaocao Lin Xiaohua is also cooking, Wang Chunhua allowed them to build a small earthen stove in her yard, and the brother and sister usually cook on this small earthen stove, and the pot is also borrowed from her.

Yang Jingjing took a closer look, there was almost everything in the pot, and she was boiling in a mess, looking at her a little unappetizing.

Yang Jingjing pointed to the pot and asked Lin Xiaocao, "What is this?" ”

After Lin Xiaocao obediently called Sister Jingjing, she told her, "This is vegetable porridge." ”

Yang Jingjing nodded, she remembered, this dish was still given to the two of them by her, before she came to Lao Yang's house, when Lao Yang's family didn't need to work at night, she ate this kind of thing.

But Yang Jingjing is eating well now, and she feels a little sorry for the two of them, it is when she grows her body, and she is still eating these things.

Yang Jingjing: "Alas, my family is not rich, and I can't get good food for you to eat, but don't worry, the thing I told you last time has settled again, maybe I can let you improve your food, but you don't have too much hope, I'm just talking about it." But if you do one thing, you can really eat proper food. ”

Lin Xiaocao tilted her head and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Yang Jingjing: "It's about your house, don't worry, I will definitely help you." ”

Lin Xiaocao smiled and nodded, just as his vegetable paste porridge was cooked, he also raised his head and asked Yang Jingjing: "Sister Jingjing, do you want to eat?" ”

Yang Jingjing: "......" Thank you, no, leave it to yourself!

Yang Jingjing glanced at him sympathetically, and then got up and planned to go to her dry milk to chat, but when she was about to reach the stove room, Lin Xiaocao called out to her.

Lin Xiaocao: "Sister Jingjing, thank you for giving us vegetable porridge, I don't think eating this thing is suffering, not having anything to eat is suffering, so Sister Jingjing, you don't have to feel sorry for us, and then be angry with yourself." ”

As an orphan, Lin Xiaocao was already able to understand all kinds of faces at a young age, so just now he understood Yang Jingjing's sympathy, and he was afraid that she would feel guilty before he said such a thing.

Yang Jingjing pursed her lips tightly, and finally held back the word "good".

Can she say she's not mad at herself? She just felt that she had eaten very well, and then she was a little embarrassed to see that the two of them had eaten so badly, and it was Lin Xiaocao's brain that made up for it......

Yang Jingjing and her dry milk hid in the stove room and secretly ate bamboo rice, and then remembered Lin Xiaocao Lin Xiaohua who was eating vegetables outside, and suddenly she really felt a little guilty.

Yang Jingjing: "Dry milk, do you have anything else to eat?" ”

Wang Chunhua took a bite of bacon and bamboo rice, and raised her eyebrows: "Want to give them two to eat?" ”

Yang Jingjing nodded: "I think the two of them are too miserable." ”

Wang Chunhua pouted: "It's much worse than the two of them, who doesn't eat this?" ”

But having said that, Wang Chunhua still stood up, took out two black-faced buns from the small cabinet and handed them to Yang Jingjing: "Nuo, you can take it and give it to them." ”

Yang Jingjing pinched the black flour bun in her hand, and said to her dry milk: "Dry milk, don't eat black noodles, you eat rice, I will provide you!" ”

She still has 5,000 catties of rice, although she can't manage it for a lifetime, but it is enough for a year or two, and she has such a long time to be a buffer, she believes that she can solve the future food.

Wang Chunhua was really good to her, and treated her as her own granddaughter, otherwise she would not have been able to give her two pieces of gold at the beginning.

Wang Chunhua was quite happy in her heart when she heard her say this, but she still smiled and scolded: "What's the matter?" How many days of white rice did you eat? Don't even think black noodles are a good thing? ”

Yang Jingjing shouted helplessly: "Dry milk!" ”

Wang Chunhua smiled and waved her hand: "Got it, got it!" ”

Yang Jingjing turned around and went to give the two of them black-faced steamed buns.

Lin Xiaocao took the black-faced steamed bun and bowed to Yang Jingjing gratefully, Yang Jingjing waved her hand and did not speak, and then hurriedly ran to the stove room again.

What's going on with an inexplicable void of heart? She and her dry milk secretly hid in the stove room to eat big white rice, and casually gave Lin Xiaocao two black flour buns that she didn't eat, and he thanked her so much, this thank you really made Yang Jingjing unbearable.

Back in the stove room, Yang Jingjing finally had the heart to taste the bamboo tube rice made by her dry milk, as soon as she opened it, a fragrance of bamboo came to her face, and the golden rice and dark red bacon were embedded in half of the bamboo.

The chef is worthy of being a chef, Yang Jingjing is already drooling just by smelling the taste, let alone eating.

She took a dig and put it in her mouth, then another and another one...... Before you know it, you will eat all the rice in this bamboo tube, you must know that although the diameter of this bamboo tube is not large, but she is so long, if you use a bowl, you can hold at least two bowls of rice, and it is also the kind of big bowl in the countryside.

Anyway, it's delicious, Yang Jingjing's stomach is uncomfortable, but she still wants to eat.

Yang Jingjing: "Dry milk, when will you teach me to make things?" ”

Wang Chunhua: "This matter is not in a hurry, you first practice knife skills, you have to start from the most basic practice, this cooking is not something that can be learned in a day or two." ”

Yang Jingjing: "Okay, then how long do I have to practice knife work?" ”

Wang Chunhua: "I don't know this, half an hour is enough for talented people, and ...... for those who are not talented" Maybe you have to practice for a lifetime.

Yang Jingjing was a little sweaty, and before she got the junior cooking skills, she had the talent to fry the kitchen.

Yang Jingjing: "Dry milk, what is a gifted person?" ”

Wang Chunhua: "Then this is much older, some have a good tongue, no matter what the dish, as long as you taste it, you will know what it is made of?" How much should I put in the portion? Some just have a good nose, and you can know it when you smell it. ”