But when he came to Gu Jinfeng, he didn't even have anyone who could pack his bags for him, how lonely he should be alone.

No one stood with him at dusk, and no one asked him whether the porridge was warm. No one accompanied him Gu Xingchen, no one woke up and his tea was cold. No one shared the wine with him, and no one told him that it was late at night. No one restrained him with tears in his eyes, and no one worried that he was walking alone.

No matter what he does or does, he has always been the only one.

Then in the future, he will be the person who suddenly looked back and would wait for him in the dim light, Qi Ling secretly made a decision in his heart.

"Gu Jinfeng, don't worry, I promise you, whenever you go out in the future, I will pack your bags for you."

Qi Ling looked at Gu Jinfeng and said word by word, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

Gu Jinfeng's heart was suddenly bumped by this sentence, and it became a little softer, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an extraordinarily gentle smile, "Okay." ”

After cleaning up his things, Qi Ling went to the kitchen to cook some random meals, and after eating, they went back to their rooms, and they all had some inexplicable emotions in their hearts.

Qi Ling was worried that Gu Jinfeng was going to leave early in the morning, so after Gu Jinfeng fell asleep, he was still busy working in the firewood room.

She just heard Gu Jinfeng say that she could only nibble on some dry cakes and steamed buns on the road, so she ate pickles, and felt that it was too simple, so she remembered to make some road dishes for Gu Jinfeng.

Road food, as the name suggests, is the food eaten on the road, the previous people had inconvenient transportation, the daily itinerary was too slow, and it was not necessarily possible to find a suitable inn along the way, so the travelers on the road will bring some dishes to eat on the road, which has been prepared for emergencies.

The most important thing is that road dishes are convenient and fast, and they cannot be easily perished, so they are mostly pickled meat, so the preservation time will be longer.

But although the weather is warm now, it is not yet hot, so Qi Ling doesn't have to worry about the food going bad.

She hesitated for a while, but decided to make a pot of tea eggs for Gu Jinfeng first, which can be eaten as a staple food or as a vegetable, and the taste is salty and fragrant, and it can also satisfy hunger.

After deciding, Qi Ling found more than a dozen eggs, washed them, put them in the pot, poured cold water that had just passed the eggs, and began to boil the pot.

After the water boiled, Qi Ling pondered the time in his heart, and let the egg boil for a while before he fished it out.

She holds a chopstick and cracks the hard-boiled eggs one by one, causing cracks in the shells, so that it is easier to absorb the flavor when the time comes.

Qi Ling put the beaten eggs in the pot again, and put soy sauce in the water, as well as salt and special spices.

In the end, Qi Ling found a bag of tea, she and Gu Jinfeng didn't drink tea, this tea was specially bought by Gu Jinfeng in order to entertain the people who came to help build the house.

The quality of the tea is average, when opened, the aroma is not too strong, and there are some fragments, but what is the use of making a tea egg, so good tea, this kind of can be.

She sprinkled the tea leaves into the pot, covered the lid, and no longer added firewood to the stove, but let it simmer slowly until the fire went out, and then soaked the eggs again, which made it more flavorful.

However, just a tea egg is definitely not enough, Qi Ling decided to make the noodles live first tonight, send them overnight, and get up tomorrow morning to make pancakes for Gu Jinfeng.

After the preparations were completed, Qi Ling rubbed his eyes, which had already begun to get sleepy, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Because he was still worried about cooking for Gu Jinfeng, Qi Ling didn't sleep well, and got up before dawn in the morning.

She first looked at the pot of eggs that were boiling in the pot, and the fire probably went out by itself in the middle of the night, so the eggs were completely cold.

Qi Ling fished out one, the egg at this time had been dyed black and brown, peeling off the egg shell, you could vaguely smell a faint fragrance of tea.

Qi Ling took a bite, the egg white was old and tough, the egg yolk was loose and soft, the salty taste and the taste of various spices had completely penetrated into the egg, and there was a faint tea fragrance, fresh and delicious, it was very delicious, and before he knew it, an egg was eaten by Qi Ling.

She felt that this was a success, so she took a small jar, drained the tea eggs and put them in, so that Gu Jinfeng could take them with her when the time came.

The noodles that were sent last night are now completely good, and the volume in the noodle jar has swelled several times, and now it is white and fat, and it feels good when poked.

Qi Ling grabbed a large ball of noodles and kneaded them on the cutting board until the dough became very smooth, and then rolled them into small pieces.

She went and fetched a rolling pin, and tried to roll out the dough into the shape of a thin, round cake.

It's just that she has basically never cooked much in modern times, so the rolling pin in her hand is very disobedient, and the cakes rolled out are all strange-shaped.

Qi Ling didn't think so, anyway, no matter what it looked like, as long as it was delicious or not, she took the shape with her hands and roughly formed it, then she withdrew her hand and took the oil, salt, and chopped green onions.

Gently touch a thin layer of oil on the dough sheet, sprinkle chopped green onion and salt, then pull the other end of the dough sheet and cover it, and roll it out with a rolling pin.

Last night's fire had already been extinguished, and Qi Ling took the fire fold to raise the fire in the stove, waiting for the fire to slowly come up.

After seeing that the fire was almost made, Qi Ling put the pot where the cake was spread on the fire, brushed a layer of oil on the pot, and when the oil was hot, he put the dough just now.

After this side was browned and the fragrance of wheat came out, Qi Ling turned it over and continued to burn it, and when this side was also ready, he put it aside to cool and continue to burn a cake.

Qi Ling's baked cakes this time were quite large, and she felt that Gu Jinfeng would probably be enough to eat two at a time, so she decided to burn a dozen or so, and he couldn't finish eating more, but it would be a waste.

It was only in the end that Qi Ling suddenly had a new idea.

After the noodles were burned by the fire, she used chopsticks to puncture the bubbles, poured egg liquid into it, and finally got a fragrant egg cake.

When Qi Ling's cake was almost baked, the door of the firewood room was suddenly pushed open.

Gu Jinfeng looked at the people in the firewood room with a look of surprise, "Why did you get up so early?" ”

No wonder Gu Jinfeng was so surprised, Qi Ling was a person who basically had to sleep lazily every morning, and the number of times she woke up in front of Gu Jinfeng was only a handful.

Seeing that it was him, Qi Ling gave a long halt and spoke.

"I'll get up early to cook you some meals on the road, there are freshly baked cakes on the table, you eat first, there are tea eggs I made in that small jar, you must not have eaten them."

Gu Jinfeng looked at the stack of baked cakes on the table and the neatly stacked eggs in the jar, and a warm current surged up in his heart.