"I want a life that blooms! It's like flying in the vast sky, like walking through the boundless wilderness, with the power to break free from everything! ”

Su Jinluan hummed a favorite old song in her previous life with great interest, swept the dirty clothes she had just changed, wrung them out happily, shook them hard, splashed fine water droplets, and made her laugh happily.

She tried to jump up, put her shaken wet clothes on a clothesline that was a little high in the yard, and jumped up again playfully, pulling the folded parts apart.

"I want a life that blooms! It's like standing on the top of the rainbow, like walking through the bright galaxy, with the power to transcend the ordinary! ”

The treble is effortlessly achieved, without a half-torn rock 'n' roll style, and is as sweet as a crisp white radish.

Well, she's hungry.

Su Jinluan shook his hand, squinted at the clothes that were drying, and the blue and white flowers of the soil also looked literary and artistic under the bright sunshine.

"The world is ours and yours, but in the end it's ours. We young people are full of vigor and are in a period of prosperity, like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and hope is pinned on us! ”

"Our journey is a sea of stars!"

She shook her fist angrily, amused herself again, and jumped to the kitchen to find something to eat.

As for the quarrel in the main house?

Whew, what are adults talking about and children talking nonsense, right? She did her best.

"Fangcao, did you boil porridge?"

She sniffled, spontaneously leaned towards the edge of the stove, and when she saw the stocky back of the herb, she felt that her cooking must be very fragrant!

"Uh-huh."

Yerba Cao pulls the bellows with one hand and takes care of the two stoves at the same time.

"Miss is taking a shower again? Come and roast your hair, it's still a little cold. ”

Su Jinluan waved his hand absently, stretched his neck to rummage around, and chatted with her casually.

"What's on the other stove?"

"Steamed wheat rice." Fangcao replied innocently, curiously asking, "What is Miss looking for?" ”

Su Jinluan stopped and blurted out, "Wheat rice?" ”

Is that what she thinks? Xiao Yang Jinluan does not have this in his memory.

Fangcao's chubby face was red from the fire in the stove, she added a handful of fine wood to the stove, turned her head to look at the young lady who was a finger higher than the stove, and patiently explained:

"Mai rice is wheat steamed rice, not as delicious as white rice, Miss has never eaten it."

Su Jinluan did not ask questions like "why not eat minced meat".

As a subordinate, Fangcao's monthly salary is limited, and she has to supplement her family, plus she has the impression that she has a good appetite and eats a lot of food, and the brown rice she gets at each meal is not enough, and it is normal to fill in some cheaper wheat rice.

It's just that the wheat is steamed directly into rice, and it definitely doesn't taste good!

Su Jinluan looked at the ruddy face of the herbs, and most of the memory pictures in his mind that were accompanied by people were all this chubby and smiling figure.

said it was a girl, but in fact, it was more like a nurse.

At least than Zhao Yuzhi's mother-in-law, she takes care of Xiao Yang Jinluan more wholeheartedly.

Su Jinluan's heart was hot, and he asked in a soft voice:

"Fangcao, do you know where the alkali is in the house? I'll make you something to eat. ”

She didn't do it on a whim.

The people take food as the sky, and the Chinese food culture has a long history. Cooking food is almost a common mode for every traveler to earn the first pot of gold, and there is almost no entry threshold.

Su Jinluan looked through the materials she had consulted in previous time travel novels, and was pleasantly surprised to find that her memories also seemed to have undergone a bone washing and marrowing, becoming clear and orderly.

Like a mirror that has wiped away the dust, it shines a fine picture of everything she has ever known!

Su Jinluan suddenly remembered the system that passed by her, and couldn't help but have a ridiculous association.

Her memory storage is like a computer that has been killed and defragmented, and even the search engine has been upgraded, and the retrieval speed is super fast!

Even the details that she had forgotten were clearly displayed, and it was effortless to recall!

Was it the tiny bits of light that melted into her mind through her fingertips?

What remnants of the system did she melt into?

Definitely!

Su Jinluan bent his eyes happily and smiled.

She didn't miss all her golden fingers!

Luckily, she doesn't have to be forced by the system to do those whimsical tasks, and there won't be any punishment!

"What's delicious? The young lady is as beautiful as the yellow skin that she eats from a chicken, and the hara is about to flow down. ”

Fangcao looked at the obviously distracted young lady with amusement, and the more she looked at it, the more strange it became.

"How did I not know that Miss could cook? Oh yes, Miss is not stupid, she also dreamed of immortals. Could it be that Miss Immortal Sect did it? Then I'll have to try it. ”

"But what is alkali? I heard that when dyeing cloth in the town's ten thousand silk villages, a kind of alkali material is made, and the silk dyed after adding it is soft and beautiful, and the fairy teaches Miss to dye the cloth? ”

Su Jinluan was interrupted by her, and then she came back to her senses.

It seems that there is no edible alkali yet.

She blinked, shook her head.

"It's food, it's not like that."

There is no alkali, it is really inconvenient, it is necessary to make steamed bread, and toothpaste and soap cannot be made for the time being.

However, the simple method of making trona is in her memory, and the raw materials are not unusual, plant ash.

Thank you to her for the detailed memories that are now comparable to the hard drive of a computer!

Do what you think!

Su Jinluan excitedly searched for the detailed steps, his stomach suddenly let out a gurgling sound, and then his brain seemed to be running low on power, and the running speed slowed down visibly.

"I'm hungry. Fangcao, is the porridge ready, give me a bowl first? ”

Fangcao was pleaded softly by her, and her eyes were full of strangeness.

"It's rare that Miss will take the initiative to eat, so it can be seen that the illness is really cured."

She got up and lifted the lid of the pot, picked up a wooden spoon and stirred it in the cauldron, took half a spoonful of gruel and looked at it, and said dissatisfiedly:

"It's cooked, but it's almost hot, and the rice oil hasn't been boiled. Miss is really in a hurry to eat? ”

Su Jinluan was hooked by the rice fragrance and had a stomach full of worms, and couldn't wait to nod his head.

"Eat now, I'm so hungry!"

Fangcao grinned, took a large porcelain bowl, gave her a spoonful, closed the lid and continued to burn.

"Eat slowly, be careful of scalding."

Fangcao saw that Miss was sitting obediently on the bench, holding a sea bowl larger than her face, holding a spoon and eating porridge with a mouthful of porridge, and her face couldn't help but show a smile of satisfaction.

Miss looks so good when she eats, Si Sven, this is also learned from the gods?

"Miss, what are you going to eat? Pork or Chicken? ”

Fangcao asked, swallowing two mouthfuls of saliva, her eyes full of yearning.

"Do you like meat? I would also like. ”

Su Jinluan smacked her lips, and drank her gruel with clear soup and little water on the massive food pictures stored in her mind.

In her previous life, because of the restrictions of heart disease, her diet was healthy but light, and she could only salivate at the many flavors of food.

Now that she has a healthy body, is she okay?

Just thinking about it, he listened to Fangcao fuss and asked:

"Doesn't Miss don't eat meat?"

Su Jinluan then remembered that "she" should be a vegetarian!

This tragic character!

But it doesn't matter, the character design was originally meant to collapse.