Zhezhe and Yin Si walked through the snow and came to the kitchen, probably because it was late, and they didn't meet anyone else along the way, let alone the guards.

Yin Si took her to the kitchen, the two of them looked around, only to find the location of the grain, vegetables and meat, Zhezhe in the 21st century, is the birth of a small town, the pot stove here, although it is not the same as in memory, but it is also a similar structure, seeing Yin Si picking vegetable leaves, she rolled up her sleeves, washed the rice and put it in the pot, and then lit the fire and burned the rice on the side.

"What do you do?" Yin Si picked and chosen, only picked a few green vegetables, and looked at the flour in a pot for a long time, and then came out with two handfuls of flour. Just now, he only thought back to the picture of his mother teaching him how to make noodles when he was a child, and when he came back to his senses, Zhezhe was already burning the fire next to the stove.

"Steamed rice!" Zhezhe looked at him with a tangled look, filled a few sticks of firewood into the stove, clapped his hands, leaned over, and asked with great interest, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Make noodles!" As a prince, Yin Si has never lacked food and clothing, these things, he thought it was interesting when he was a child, his mother once pulled him and taught him to make two noodles, but he felt too boring, and after studying for two days, he didn't learn again.

"Will you?" Zhezhe looked at the basin he was holding in his arms, there was only flour and no water, and he was still carrying green vegetables in his hands, this was to take green vegetable leaves and noodles?

"That's probably what you do, right?" Yin Si put the basin on the cutting board, put the washed vegetables aside, and pinched it in the dry flour with his hands.

Strange, how is this flour not kneaded into a ball? He remembers that it was easy to form a group, huh? Is it because of the lack of strength?

Zhezhe watched him get along with the flour, shook his head, went to wash his hands first, then scooped a bowl of water with a bowl, pulled the basin in front of Yin Si in front of him, mixed it with water, and began to knead it, and soon, it became a ball.

Zhezhe pushed the kneaded dough in front of Yin Si again, and he returned to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the rice inside, and bent down to add firewood to the stove. Then he took a small basin, scooped out the boiling rice soup with a spoon, and put it in a clean small wooden basin next to it. After doing this, she put the lid on the pot again and returned to Yinsi.

Skipping the noodle part, Yin Si is now holding a rolling pin and putting the whole dough on the board to crush it, but he can't crush it effectively, the dough is still a ball, and he has no intention of turning it into noodles.

Zhezhe motioned for him to stop, kneaded the dough himself, nodded, brute force crushing, it still had some effect, at least this side was all kneaded. Zhezhe brought the dough to his face, smeared lard on the sample board, and kneaded it directly with his hands.

It was not until he kneaded it into a long cylindrical shape that he nodded with satisfaction, smeared lard on the cylindrical dough, and then, with a knife, cut off a piece, took a rolling pin and rolled it into a thin layer, then sprinkled a layer of flour, cut another piece, and handed it to Yinsi, signaling him to do as he had to be.

Yin Si had been standing next to her, watching her busy, not speaking, just looking at her very gently, and when she handed the rolling pin back to him, he rolled out the rest of the dough into a thin layer.

Zhezhe returned to the boiler, looked at the rice in the pot, it was ripe, then withdrew the firewood, put them all on a large plate, and then skillfully washed the pot, went to the side to pick two eggs, cut a green onion, and cut a piece of bacon, cut them very finely, then took the oil and salt, and returned to the stove.

Zhezhe took the spatula and looked at the rice in the bowl, then looked back at Yinsi, and finally put down the spoon and came over to accompany him to cut the noodles.

There were two stoves in the kitchen, and Zhezhe gave the pot he had just heated to Yinsi, added water and firewood for him, took two eggs, put them in his hands, and taught him how to burn firewood to see the water boil, and then when to go down.

After saying this, Zhezhe took the prepared things, went to another stove, lit a fire, heated the pan, then put oil, first fried the eggs and green onions, and then added bacon and rice into it, and in less than a quarter of an hour, her two bowls of egg fried rice were ready.

Yin Si here, although there was no help from her, but she explained in detail, Yin Si did as he said, and two bowls of green vegetables and egg noodles were also out of the pot at the same time.

Two people, each holding two bowls, sat on the table next to them, pushed each other's bowls in front of each other to make an exchange, and then looked at each other and smiled.

"I didn't expect you to cook?" Yin Si picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the rice, but was stopped by Zhezhe, she took two soup spoons, stuffed one into his hand, and the other in her own hand, and showed him how to eat with a spoon.

Yin Si learned from her, and the two of them had a bowl of noodles and a bowl of fried rice, and ate a fine meal.

"Not only can I cook, I can also stir-fry!" Zhezhe looked proud, "In our era, we all had to learn to cook by ourselves, otherwise my parents would be busy with farm work, who would cook?" ”

"Your time?" Yin Si asked curiously, "That's what you said, the world you originally lived in?" ”

Zhezhe nodded, "I didn't expect that you really can't cook!" ”

When he heard him say that he wanted to cook for himself, Zhezhe also looked forward to it a little, thinking that he was different from the aristocratic prince written in the book, how many bowls of noodles could be cooked, who knows, the noodles can't be rolled out.

"I can learn later, you can teach me," Yin Si didn't feel embarrassed at all, but nodded very frankly, "I learn things quickly." ”

"I know, senior brother is the best!" Zhezhe nodded, amused by his reaction, it turned out that her senior brother was not omnipotent, and he would also have things that he was not good at, and he thought he could do anything!

"It's okay, we'll be together in the future, I'll cook for you, and I promise not to starve you to death!" Zhezhe smiled happily across from him, and after laughing, he remembered the rice soup he had just put in the pot to keep warm, so he got up and brought it over, and motioned for Yin Si to taste it in a bowl.

"Just drink it directly?" Yin Si hesitated.

Zhezhe nodded, in the past, when the farm was busy, this rice soup was packed and brought to the field, and when he was thirsty and hungry, he drank it. At that time, a large teapot, everyone picked it up and poured it into their mouths. Here, instead of serving it in a teapot, Tetsuche is serving it in a bowl.

"Drinking like this is a family," Zhezhe nodded.

Yin Si sang twice and nodded, "It's the taste of porridge, but the porridge is made into rice by us." ”

"By the way, what is the name of this rice you made?" Yin Si returned the bowl to Zhezhe, saw that she was holding the bowl by herself, drank half of it, and pushed the rest back.

"Half of you, half of me, you are my other half!" Zhezhe explained to him with a smile and answered his question by the way, "I make egg fried rice!" ”

"Then I'll finish the remaining half of the bowl, are you my other half?" Yin Si looked at the person in front of him and smiled, although this sound is a little dirty, it is a real love story, and he is very useful.

"That's nature, we drank a bowl of rice soup together, then we are a family, a family, if we are two, then you are my other half!" These words, are they childish words that can only be said when I was a child, but Zhezhe looked at the person opposite at this time, and just wanted to tell him, no matter how naïve she was.

"You are also my other half, you are not allowed to go back!" Yin Si raised his head, drank the remaining half of the rice soup in the bowl, looked at Zhezhe, and smiled very gently.

"Come on, retractor?" Zhezhe stretched out his little thumb and motioned for Yin Si to do the same, although Yin Si didn't know what she was going to do, but seeing her quirky expression, he cooperated and stretched out his little thumb.

"Hang yourself on the hook, you can't change it for a hundred years!" Cheol-cheol's thumb hooked Yin's thumb, and the two hands shook where they were connected, and then they separated.

"That's it?"

"That's it," Zhezhe nodded, ran to Yin Si from the opposite position, hugged his arm and smirked, "In this way, you are mine, if you break the contract, then I will never play with you again!" ”

"I won't, I'll be with you in the future, and we'll grow old together," Yin Si pinched her nose and smiled, such a cute and cute little daughter-in-law, how could he let him meet it.

Now that he has met it, he will not let go, for the rest of his life, for the rest of his life, he will be like this, be with him, and hang himself on the hook for a hundred years!

"Senior brother, I like you!" Zhezhe touched his face, it was hot and hot, it was really strange, he hadn't touched alcohol for a few days tonight, why did he feel drunk?

"I like you too," Yin Si pulled the person in his arms, hugged him and didn't let go, he really wanted to take his daughter-in-law back now, hide it, and don't show it to others!

"Senior brother, let's go build a snowman together, shall we?" At this time, Zhezhe's sleepiness is gone, thinking that after tomorrow, he may not be able to see his senior brother for some days, Zhezhe is a little reluctant, now, she just wants her senior brother to accompany her for a while, sleep or something, and talk about it tomorrow!

"Good!" Yinmi's answer was only one word.

After getting his answer, Zhezhe excitedly took her hand, and the two of them found a secluded place together, and gathered snow on the ground, and soon, two snowmen appeared in front of them.

One is tall and the other is thin, Zhezhe picked up a lot of branches, turned them into the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of a strong snowman, and then pointed to Yin Si excitedly, "Senior brother, the big one is you, the small one is me, the two of us are a couple!" ”

"Well," Yin Si put his arm around her, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and smiled, we are indeed a couple.

These were of a very good nature tonight, and I played with her for a long time, until it was almost dawn, and the people began to get up one after another, and then they sent her back.