Yun Ling tentatively stepped forward and found that the door was hidden, and when she pushed it, she pushed it open, and inside was a space that looked very large, and then a bunch of kitchen appliances that she had just printed out were placed there in harmony.

Yun Ling glanced at it a few times and retreated, she couldn't indulge in this world, not to mention destroying the system, if she couldn't get out, what would happen to the two little groups.

Even though time is static here, Yun Ling is not static, so she will worry about two small balls.

Since it was stationary, Yun Ling realized that this system should probably exist in the gap between time.

After thinking about it, Yun Ling closed the door and went out.

After saying goodbye to the system, I went out with the salt and food boxes that had just been made.

The fish soup in the pot was not yet steaming, Yun Ling poked her face, this feeling of stillness and flow reminded her of the idiom she remembered before, Nan Ke a dream, Huangliang dream.

She really looks like Nan Ke Yimeng, from a medical student, to a generation of queens, to a peasant girl who is mediocre and often bullied, Yun Ling smiled, Nan Ke has a dream, or a sweet dream.

She didn't know what her next identity would be, and she didn't know what she would encounter.

But she is a person with a good mentality, living a good present, and it is possible to look forward to the future.

Thinking like this, her hands kept filling with firewood, and in only half an hour, the fish soup was boiling, Yun Ling opened the pot and saw that although the fish soup was not as milky white, it looked delicious, and it smelled even more delicious.

After waiting for a while, Yun Ling scooped out all the fish soup and put the bowl in the lunch box she had just made.

Then he looked at the fire and found that the fire was very big, and there was no need to add firewood for the time being, so Yun Ling scooped the fish soup clean and brushed the pot.

Continuing to drain the oil and holding the shovel in her hand, Yun Ling felt a sense of peace and security, and it was best to let herself and her loved ones eat and drink enough, and the rest was nonsense.

Yun Ling did not fry the fish in lard this time, but used peanut oil, poured it inside, and waited for the oil to smoke.

Yun Ling put down the fish that had just been pickled, and the oil in it met the water and instantly began to dance wildly, splashing on Yun Ling's arms and face, the arms were wearing long sleeves, but there was an occasional pain in the hand, and a few jumps on the face from time to time, but Yun Ling couldn't care about the pain, and after this side was fried, it turned over again.

After making sure that the fish was cooked, Yun Ling began to slowly remove the firewood, put the fish in the pot on the plate, and then put another plate on top of it according to the gourd drawing scoop to keep it warm, which she had learned from the cook in the imperial dining room before.

Yun Ling doesn't want to use the system to make flour or anything, she can do it herself now, and it's a big deal not to eat staple food without flour.

After Yun Ling cleaned up other people's homes, she looked at the fish in a basket and was worried, although she said that she is now a little fishing expert, but this fish can't be explained.

Yun Ling's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, it wasn't for the fact that a lot of salt was brought out of the system just now, so it was a big deal to pickle these fish.

Just do it, Yun Ling handled these fish neatly, but left four or five for Zhao Hanjiao's family, as for the statement, she had already thought about it.

After processing the fish, she cut open the stomach and slipped the fish in half, smearing a thick layer of salt on both sides.

Then it was hung on the table in the house, and even if the master returned, it was a thank you gift for her.

After finishing all this work, it was already half dark outside, how dare Yun Ling spend the night on the mountain.

Find a piece of paper from this room, maybe there was really a scholar living here before, so these paper, pen and ink inkstones are very complete, Yun Ling writes brush words very atmospheric, so I left a few words, the text crepe, roughly meaning: "borrowed from you here, made a meal, so these fish for you." ”

After writing, Yun Ling pressed it with a fish, tentatively put away the things that were made, and found that it was really possible to take back the system, Yun Ling put the lunch box or everything inside, and then closed the door.

What you look like when you come, what you look like when you go.

Carrying the chopping wood on his back, he then found a few slender grasses of fish, kneaded them together, and according to the memory of the original owner, put all five fish. Tethered together.

There are big and small fish, and you don't have to doubt them.

The mountain road was muddy and difficult to walk, and Yun Ling limped along with the tree, her body was almost dry, and she was drenched in the rain again.

When she was halfway through, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her, Yun Ling took a big jump, and then began to walk quickly, the people behind her walked quickly, Yun Ling took out the sickle and shouted to the back: "Who?" pretending to be a ghost, if you don't want to die, you will give it to the old lady. ”

Yun Ling saw a black shadow behind the tree, and a cold sweat broke out behind her, and she wanted to enter the system to hide, so she heard a familiar voice: "Yun Ling, why did you go so fast, I can't catch up." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Yun Ling breathed a sigh of relief, this person's name is Wu Heyu, he is a famous hunter in the village, and he is also the childhood sweetheart of the original owner, and Zhao Hanjiao's husband, Wu Jingxuan is a family.