Five minutes later, the two sides sat down face to face.

Cheng Xi touched his empty stomach, adhering to the idea of working harder for those who are capable, and decisively threw the cliché to someone who is good at it.

And it comes with a [it's up to you] look.

Shen Xingluo was no longer surprised.

I don't know what the two were talking about, Cheng Xi had already returned to his room—in fact, the space—and started to make dinner.

"The kid is pretty thin...... What do you want to eat? ”

Yes, it's skinny.

Even if the observation is not very good, it can be seen that the child's body is quite abnormal, and it is estimated that he has not eaten normally in the past 3 months.

Cheng Xi thought about the little tour guides in the shantytown of Tianguang Base, and suddenly felt that this kind of abnormality was very normal.

After all, it's good to be alive in such a hostile environment.

"For our sake."

Cheng Xi did not ignore the little boy's fierce expression when he looked at them.

Considering that there are new guests (?) And obviously a malnourished child, she was much more cautious when it came to cooking.

Cheng Xi took a piece of lean meat and a few preserved eggs, planning to make a porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.

For people who have not been contaminated with meat for a long time and are malnourished, this porridge with rice and meat is the first choice.

It can not only supplement a small amount of meat, but also simply regulate the stomach.

She washes and drains the rice, adds sesame oil, stirs well, sets it aside and begins to steep.

Finely chop the chives, peel and dice the preserved eggs, and set aside for later use.

The next step is to deal with the lean meat, which is the key to whether the porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork is delicious.

Cheng Xi cut the pork into slices and then shredded, put it in a bowl, add cooking wine, light soy sauce, salt, stir well and marinate for 10 minutes, and wait quietly.

And at this time, the soaked rice can be cooked in advance.

Why is there no sound of dialogue outside the space?

This thought only flashed in Cheng Xi's mind for a second, and the next Shun was forgotten.

Shen Xingluo is so smart, how can he not handle a child?

Impossible.

Absolutely not.

She'd better do her own thing.

The stomach no longer allows both hands and brains to desert each other

Cheng Xi began to prepare a few less meat home-cooked dishes in the interval between cooking porridge:

Blanched lettuce, stir-fried oil wheat, fried fungus with yam.

Since there is porridge in the evening, the staple food becomes white flour steamed buns.

Cheng Xi saw that the porridge was cooked until the rice was completely cooked and the porridge water was relatively thick, so he added the diced preserved eggs.

After a while, the casserole starts to bubble.

She adds the marinated lean meat while it is hot and blanches it in boiling porridge – this will keep the lean meat as tender as possible.

The final step is to add salt and sprinkle with chopped green onions.

The kitchen soon wafted with a burst of scent.

Remove from the pan.

"It's time to eat."

The rooms at the B&B are hotel-like, and luckily there is a viewing area at the end of the floor where there are a few small round tables for visitors.

Cheng Xi brought the dishes and decisively made this a place for dinner.

At this moment, there was a hoarse and slightly restrained explanation behind him.

"It's a place for guests to have coffee."

"So this is really your home?"

"It's my home."

But now he was the only one left.

The little boy's gaze stayed on Cheng Xi for a long time.

"My name is Zhuang Xuan, and I'm eleven years old."

"Cheng Xi, the brother who chatted with you is called Shen Xingluo, I think you already know?"

“......”