Lin Yin's eyes lit up when she heard this.

"Really?"

"Hmm."

Lin Yin thought of Huo Yicheng's study, and he said that he could take it out, and she believed it.

"Then let's go back quickly!" Lin Yin grabbed his hand and quickened his pace.

Huo Yicheng stared at the hands of the two people who were clasped together, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was in a good mood.

Lin Yin hadn't noticed anything wrong yet, after all, her mind was full of books that she had in mind.

Walking to the end of the street, just about to turn right, Lin Yin saw something, turned back suddenly, and threw himself into Huo Yicheng's arms.

She put her arms around his waist, hugged him tightly, and buried her head in it.

Huo Yicheng was only wearing a thin shirt, Lin Yin clearly felt the temperature on his body, and his heart accelerated uncontrollably.

Huo Yicheng didn't know what was wrong with her, so he lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Don't move." Lin Yin whispered, "I saw my mother." ”

Lin Yin did hear An Xin say that she wanted to go back to her parents' house last night, but she didn't expect An Xin to come to town.

Fortunately, Lin Yin found out in time, otherwise if An Xin saw that he was in the bazaar, and there was Huo Yicheng next to him, Lin Yin wouldn't know how to explain it.

Lin Yin hugged Huo Yicheng and did not move, and the two of them maintained this posture for several minutes, causing passers-by to frequently cast their eyes.

Feeling that An Xin should have gone away, Lin Yin let go of Huo Yicheng and looked carefully, making sure that he couldn't see anyone, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back quickly." Lin Yin pulled Huo Yicheng and quickened his pace again.

The two of them returned to Huo Yicheng's courtyard without danger, and Uncle Wang saw that they were back, so he hurriedly spoke.

"Young master, I've got everything ready."

"Hmm." Huo Yicheng answered and pulled Lin Yin in.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Lin Yin just wanted to take the book and go back, seeing that he was not going in the direction of the study, he hurriedly spoke.

"What are you going to do?"

"Deliver on promises."

Huo Yicheng's words are inexplicable.

He turned his head and looked at her seriously: "I want to eat called flower chicken." ”

“……”

Afraid that Lin Yin would regret it, he continued: "You promised me before. ”

Lin Yin remembered that she seemed to have really agreed, thinking that she was still thinking about the book in Huo Yicheng's hand, so she nodded.

"Okay."

Uncle Wang had already prepared the materials.

Lin Yin looked at the pile of things and scratched her hair with a headache.

She had only eaten it in her previous life, and then she was interested in looking up a little information.

But now there is no mobile phone and the Internet, so she can only do it from memory.

First, the things are processed, add soy sauce and salt to marinate, and then grind the cloves and star anise into the minced and rub them on the body of the chicken.

After making some of the condiments to be used, I wrapped the washed lotus leaves in several layers, wrapped a few layers of newspaper on the outside, and tied them with thread to tie a knot.

Uncle Wang came back with a bucket of soil, Lin Yin added water, mixed the mud just right, and then pasted it on the outside of the newspaper.

The shelf was over-fired, ready to burn.

After waiting for a while, I saw that the mud outside was hot, and I estimated that the inside was almost cooked, so I picked up the mud outside, cut the rope, and peeled off the newspaper and lotus leaves layer by layer.

The smell of meat came to his face, and Uncle Wang, who was helping on the side, smelled his drool.

Anyway, Uncle Wang has also been the housekeeper of the Huo family for so many years, and he has never eaten any good things, but now he is called greedy by Lin Yin.