After all, autumn is coming. This herb is grown entirely during the summer months.

And the snails can only be picked up for a few days. From time to time, villagers pick up wild snails and cook them, but there are not many. That little hidden lake is not big, there are not many left.

Jiang Chuxia collected the money, and planned to buy two more glutinous rice cakes to eat, and immediately went out of the city to catch field chickens.

Just thinking about it, she had already come to the front of the stall: "Boss, give me two glutinous rice cakes, choose the big one!" ”

The proprietress glanced at Jiang Chuxia with disdain: "Little girl, we are all big!" ”

"Can you eat enough for two glutinous rice cakes?"

A man's majestic voice suddenly came from the side, and then Jiang Chuxia smelled a familiar and crisp smell.

She looked up and saw that it was Li Handong, and her heart jumped twice inexplicably.

The proprietress had never seen such a handsome man, so she immediately changed her face and smiled: "Pretty boy, do you want to have a dumpling?" ”

Li Handong ignored her, but said to Jiang Chuxia: "You can't grow your body if you eat this." ”

Hostess: "、、、、、、"

My glutinous rice is made of rice, why can't I grow my body?

"Let's go, go back to dinner." Li Handong said and turned around.

Jiang Chuxia still took two glutinous rice cakes, and hurriedly kept up with Li Handong.

"Uncle, the glutinous rice is delicious, you can taste it!"

Li Handong's footsteps are very big, and they are fast. He turned his head and saw Jiang Chuxia trotting after him, he couldn't help but slow down, and when he looked down, he saw the glutinous rice that Jiang Chuxia gave her.

The glutinous rice was wrapped in banana leaves, oily, and smelled fragrant.

Although he had been in the South for several years, he rarely ate these things. He is not a picky eater, but he usually eats rice and stir-fried vegetables, and if he can, he eats most pasta.

He hardly ever ate something like glutinous rice dumplings.

"Uncle, try it!" Jiang Chuxia grinned.

Maybe it was because he was confused when he saw Jiang Chuxia's bright smiling face, and he took the glutinous rice cake unconsciously. It's just that he still didn't put it in his mouth.

"Delicious uncle!" Jiang Chuxia said that he had already taken a big bite, and his mouth was suddenly full of oil, and his cheeks were still bulging, which was very cute.

Seeing this, the corners of Li Handong's mouth couldn't help but hook, and he also took a bite.

Well, it's ok, it's fragrant.

The two walked back while eating, and it didn't take long to return to the small courtyard. This time, Jiang Chuxia and Li Handong went to the kitchen to cook together.

However, it was replaced by Jiang Chuxia's chef. In her previous life, she cooked all the Jiang family's meals, and she would cook all kinds of dishes. Especially later, after the integration of various cultures, whether it is Sichuan, Cantonese cuisine or northern cuisine, she will learn it as soon as she learns.

So this time she made a plate of boiled pork slices and a plate of cauliflower soup that clears heat and detoxifies.

The broccoli was a wild herb that she picked outside the city in the afternoon. The boiled pork slices do not have peppercorns, so she can only use bean drums and dried chili peppers with garlic and garlic to taste.

"It's not an authentic boiled pork slice, but you can taste it."

Li Handong recognized this dish, although he was not from Sichuan, but the chef at home used to be able to cook all kinds of dishes. Besides, his big city is full of restaurants from all over the world, what dishes haven't you eaten?

What I didn't expect was that this little girl in the south who had never been out of a small county town in front of me could cook Sichuan food, which was really interesting.