I had to dig out the book he had written for me. It really mentions the recipe for simple food.

The loaf is just a few pages ahead. Follow the instructions, just add a little salt to the flour, pull some green onions, add water and stir into a batter, and put it in a stone pot to make a cake.

I came to the stone pot with the batter.

Firing.

Put the batter down.

No wooden shovels, only chopsticks.

But after all, it was my first time making cakes, and I had no experience. Before the cake was hot, I smashed it.

Okay, then eat the minced ones......

Han squatted on the edge of the stone pot, saw that the bread was broken, and showed disgusted eyes.

I was dissatisfied: "Hey, what kind of expression do you have?!" This princess makes you bread to eat, don't you still hate it? ”

He pouted, "This is not a pie." ”

Me: "Then you can do it yourself." ”

He shook his head: "No." ”

Sounds like I want to hit someone!

Suddenly, green smoke rose from the stone cauldron. I used my chopsticks to pound the cake and found that the cake underneath had become charcoal.

It's mushy.

"Sister, I'm hungry." He crouched beside me, staring at the charcoal in the pot.

"Hungry."

I threw the charcoal aside with a blank face and started making the batter again.

Cooking is like a terrible disaster. A good bowl of batter was still liquid when I poured it in, but somehow, in an instant, it became a black thing, and when I scooped it up again, it became charcoal.

So back and forth, before you know it, it's the fourth bowl of batter.

Gradually, the black smoke surrounded the wooden house, and it continued to disperse for a long time, becoming thicker and thicker.

When the red-clothed brother came back from walking his horse, he thought that the wooden house was on fire. He twisted his waist and ran anxiously to put out the fire, but found us with a dirty face by the stone pot.

Senior Brother Xiao glanced at the stone pot: "Are you making charcoal?" ”

“…… Isn't it?! I said aloud, "Spring covers autumn frost, spring still needs to be warmer, right?" I gave Han a nudge with my elbow.

He didn't give face at all, crying: "Boom, I want to eat bread." ”

Senior Brother Xiao glanced at the unused batter, understood, and muttered: "I didn't expect my junior brother's martial arts to be so high, but he married a mentally retarded person." ”

I glared at him. Hey, I hear you!

……

Senior Brother Xiao is not very good at cooking, but there is no problem in making cakes. We gobbled up the hot bread and felt like we were finally alive.

Back at the cabin, Han lay down on the bed. Senior Brother Xiao took his hand and began to check his pulse.

He can make fake death medicine, and his medical skills seem to be good, but he says that there is nothing abnormal in Han's pulse.

"Either he pretended to be it, or you are not good at medicine." I glared at the two of them.

Han looked innocent.

Senior Brother Xiao shook his head, his tone was heavy, and he said with a straight face: "Sometimes, heart disease does not manifest itself in the body. The fake death medicine is toxic, it can make the body appear dead, and the toxicity is not weak. ”

"In that case, I should be more dangerous than him." I stretched out my emaciated arm and pinched it, it was covered in skin and bones.

Senior Brother Xiao gave me a blank look: "He takes care of you, even if you don't want to eat, you will definitely order someone to stuff it into your mouth." Those big tonics, a few bites can sustain life. But what about him? ”

Only then did I realize that I had lost a lot of weight after I got sick, and Han had also lost weight. Thinking that he had to deal with government affairs during the day and take care of me at night, I suddenly felt a little distressed.

"If you can't feel the pulse, it may be a heart disease. He couldn't stand the fact that you really wanted to poison him, it hit too hard, so he decided to forget. ”