Chapter 19: Porridge

Under Gan Lin's strong arrangement, in the end, Father Zhou, Huang, including Zhou Li, all went home, leaving her alone in the hospital to take care of Zhou Tian.

Gan Lin nodded with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hooked a smile.

At this time, Zhou Tian was already asleep, Gan Lin thought about it, found a medicine boy, stuffed him with more than a dozen yuan, asked him for half a bowl of rice, and borrowed a boiler by the way to prepare porridge.

The side quest is for her to cook for Zhou Tian, isn't this just an opportunity? Although I only have 5 points, I can almost buy two bottles of laundry detergent!

Zhou Tilt's body is weak, and it is not suitable to eat greasy and heavy food for the time being, so it is most suitable for him to boil porridge.

There is a lack of ingredients here, just boiling white porridge is really dull and tasteless, if this meal is not praised by him, wouldn't it be a waste of work?

After thinking about it, I still plan to go out and buy some ingredients.

Unfortunately, there is a family in the neighborhood who is in the pig killing business.

Gan Lin asked in the past, and only a little lean meat and a pair of pork liver remained.

The family is very practical and generous, and when they heard that the man of the Gan Lin family was recuperating in a nearby hospital, the butcher's lady said: "I originally planned to keep it for myself, but since you said that you want to make up for your man's body, then sell it to you cheaper!" ”

After speaking, he directly tied the remaining lean meat and pork liver together with a straw rope and handed it to Gan Lin, "Just give ten cents." ”

Gan Lin hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I don't want so much, just cut half of it for me, I'll take it back to cook porridge, and you can keep the rest for yourself!" ”

In fact, half of the cut is too much, but she can keep the extra for herself to eat.

Gan Lin saw that the greens in the basket next to him were very fresh and tender, and they should have just been picked back, so he asked, "Can you sell me some of these greens?" ”

"This is home-grown, and I plan to cook it at night and eat it, so I will give it to you if you want it!"

Gan Lin didn't ask for much, grabbed a handful, and gave most of the pennies to the butcher's wife.

After going back, quickly make a fire and make porridge.

Boil the porridge first and process the ingredients while watching the fire.

People here raise pigs to cut pigweed and feed, unlike modern pig farms that feed feed, so the pork does not smell very fishy.

But Gan Lin still soaked in water for a while, especially the pork liver, and the blood had to be removed.

After boiling the slow fire for an hour, Gan Lin stirred it in the pot with a spoon, scooped up half a spoon and tasted it, before nodding with satisfaction.

Whoever eats such a delicious porridge must praise it, right?

This self-confidence is there.

When she was boiling porridge, people kept smelling the fragrance and asking her why she cooked it so fragrant, if she could share a bowl to taste it, even if she asked for money, she was willing to buy it!

Gan Lin thought that she didn't stay up much, and estimated the amount of food she and Zhou Tian had, but she didn't dare to promise others, worried that if they were divided, the two of them would not have enough to eat.

Besides, several people came one after another, each sharing a bowl, and she didn't have enough porridge.

Knowing that Zhou Tian woke up, Gan Lin immediately scooped up a bowl of porridge, brought it into the house, and said to him: "You haven't eaten for a day, you must be very hungry, right?" I've made porridge for you, come and taste it, and see if it suits your taste. ”

Zhou Tian actually woke up smelling the fragrance, he hadn't eaten for a day, and he was really hungry.

When Gan Lin approached with the porridge, he was sure that it was the fragrance that woke him up, and his face showed a bit of disbelief.

Is this porridge really made by her?

She can cook, and she makes it so fragrant, who will believe it?

Gan Lin naturally didn't miss his expression, and scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it over.