Song Erniu shook the things in her hand and smiled brightly, Chu Baiyan was lying on the edge of the bed, and was directly stunned when she saw this scene.

In his memory, his mother has always only beaten and scolded him, and he has never seen this kind of laughter. Has my mother really changed, and how good it would be if she could change it like she is now in the future?

But Daddy said that these are all fake, and the mother is still the mother.

Song Erniu didn't know the entanglement in the little guy's heart, with food, she would be able to show her skills next. took a large bowl, poured half a catty of noodles into the bowl, then beat an egg, then picked out a lump of salt and crushed it and sprinkled it in the bowl, and finally added an appropriate amount of cold white to start mixing noodles.

As she used to do as a chef, she kneaded the dough in one direction.

This multigrain noodle is formed by grinding and mixing all kinds of inferior coarse grains, and the texture is rough, and the small pieces can be felt with your hands, and the taste of things made from it is difficult to taste. But now Song Erniu has no choice but to toss it as delicious as possible.

It took a lot of effort to knead the dough, Song Erniu put it aside to wake up a little, and then squatted down and skillfully raised the fire and heated the water in the pot.

Because there was no oil at home, she could only choose to boil or steam, and after considering the time, Song Erniu chose boiled.

Divide the multigrain dough into three large doughs, roll out each dough into thin sheets, then shred and wait for the water to roll down the pan.

When the water began to heat up, Song Erniu suddenly remembered that there was a vegetable field outside the house that her mother had planted before, although it had not been taken care of for three months, there were still a lot of green vegetables in the field.

So I hurriedly went out, picked a green vegetable and came back, washed it, took the tender core part, cut it into shredded vegetables and piled it on a thick wooden table, and then took out an egg again and knocked it into a bowl, added salt, and beat it into an egg liquid.

The water is boiled, put in the slender dough sheet of finger length, after the five are ripe, pour the egg liquid along the side of the pot with bubbling water, the egg liquid is stretched open by the blister, and becomes a fluffy egg flower structure, when the dough sheet is eight ripe, push the shredded vegetables into the middle of the pot, and then cover the pot.

The whole process was completed in one go, in less than a quarter of an hour.

Song Erniu straightened her waist and regained the majesty she had when she was the head chef.

As soon as she stretched her waist, as soon as she turned around, she saw Chu Baiyan's eyes widening, looking at herself with the eyes of a stranger.

Oops-

Song Erniu's proud expression froze, she straightened up silently, and yelled at her like the original owner had taught her son in the past: "Look at what! ”

Seeing the child silently bow his head, Song Erniu felt a sense of guilt in her heart.

However, she had to do it, or else she would be exposed-

When Song Erniu thought of this, she always felt a little weird, as if she had forgotten something.

She raised her head, her eyes wandered around the room, and finally met Chu Mufeng's eyes on the bed.

How did you forget that there is still this uncle!

Song Erniu lowered her head abruptly to stir up the fire, and her heart was so frightened that she jumped "bang".

God, don't let him see anything!

If these feudal and superstitious ancients knew their true identity, they might sink themselves into the water as a monster!

Thinking of this, Song Erniu reluctantly forced herself to calm down.

Take it easy, you have inherited the memory of the original owner, no matter how they ask, they can't ask a rough idea, it's a big deal to mess around when the time comes, it's really not okay to pretend to be stupid!

After comforting herself in a mess, Song Erniu pinched the time to pull out the last firewood, and then got up to uncover the lid.

The mist dispersed, and the world was suddenly filled with fragrant incense.

The special cereal aroma of multigrain noodles, coupled with the egg aroma, is also mixed with the fresh smell of green vegetables......

Chu Baiyan took a deep breath, and his stomach let out a loud scream.

He covered his stomach and glanced at his father embarrassedly: "Dad, it's so fragrant......"

Song Erniu stirred the dough with chopsticks and nodded imperceptibly.

In the case of limited conditions, this time I played well, and it was not an insult to my craft.

It's a pity, if only there was an aura—

Song Erniu thought of this, and her body suddenly stagnated

I've been so nervous since I crossed over that I forgot about it!

If there was it, Song Erniu suppressed her nervousness, seemingly casually pulled her right hand cuff above her elbow, and then inadvertently looked at her elbow while holding a bowl of noodles.

On the inside of the white and smooth elbow skin, a red five-pointed star mark is impressively imprinted on it!

With a shake of her hand, Song Erniu almost didn't hold the bowl in her hand, at this moment, she just wanted to find a place where no one was there to verify her conjecture.

"Ahem-" Chu Mufeng's coughing voice pulled her back to reality, and Song Erniu hurriedly put the noodles on the table and brought them to the table: "Come and eat." ”

Chu Baiyan bit his lip and looked up at his father: "Dad, I'll bring it to you." ”

"......" Chu Mufeng did not answer.

So he jumped out of bed and reached for the bowl.

"Stop!" Song Erniu saw it and shouted.

Chu Baiyan was startled and looked at her directly.

Doesn't she give herself and her father food? But Daddy hadn't eaten for a long time......

Song Erniu put the rag in her hand, and walked to the wooden bed with the sea bowl in her hand: "I'm not afraid of being hot, so I dare to hold it directly with my hand?" ”

She put the noodle bowl on the stage, greeted Chu Mufeng, and then sat down at the table without looking at him, eating the noodles absentmindedly.

Chu Mufeng supported his body with his hands, dragged himself to the end of the bed, glanced at the freshly colored multigrain noodles, and then twisted a pair of sword eyebrows into a Sichuan shape, looking at Song Erniu deeply.

She seems very strange today......

Song Erniu didn't care what Chu Mufeng thought, her mind was full of her spiritual fluid now, and after eating noodles in a hurry, she gave up her previous clean-up plan, and instead took out a big broken bamboo basket from the corner of the wall, threw a notched firewood knife and some sundries into the basket, and then picked up the bamboo basket and said casually to the father and son: "I'll go to the mountain to chop firewood." ”

Regardless of the reaction of the master and son, she stepped out of the room and strode towards the mountain.

Along the way, she just lowered her head and hurried, relying on her memory to find the way up the mountain, and accelerated her pace to start climbing the mountain.

In the process of cooking, she found that this body has great strength, she can pinch seven or eight thumb-thick firewood together, with a flint and steel as long as you rub it a few times, the big sparks can immediately burst out and ignite the dead grass, and now the mountain is as light as a swallow, and she does not feel tired at all.

This Songjia Village is backed by a continuous mountain range, the mountain is between 300 meters and 500 meters high, the products are abundant, the people of Songjia Village rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and the life is also rich.

However, because it is a mountain range, there are many dangers hidden in the mountains, snakes, insects, rats, ants, jackals, tigers and leopards are not uncommon, so you need to be very careful.

On weekdays, the people in the village only move on one or two mountains in front of them, but Song Erniu wanted to confirm a crucial matter this time, so she drove half an hour one after another and took the trail to the junction of the second mountain and the third mountain.

Drilling into a small clearing and cleaning up the surrounding fallen leaves and shrubs with a firewood knife, Song Erniu took a deep breath, stretched out her arm, and pressed her fingers on the dark red five-pointed star mark, communicating the mark according to her previous experience.

This mark is a great chance in her previous life, she got it by coincidence, and after groping, she found that she could communicate with the mark, this mark is like a closed door, after pushing the door open, she entered a space, there is a small world in the space, and there is a spring water in the middle, which is the magical spring water elixir, allowing herself to grow step by step from a handyman to a five-star restaurant chef.

Now, as she had done before, she reached out to her consciousness to reach for the mark.

A door appeared in her mind, and almost with a slight push, it opened with stress.

She entered the door, and the world behind it unfolded before her eyes.