Wen Chaoyan saw that she was finally willing to talk to him normally, and her mood suddenly became extremely happy and cheerful.

"What does the girl want to eat? I'll do it all for you. ”

Jiang Wancheng pushed him away: "Lang Jun is still it!" Do you like your breakfast? ”

This handful, but it was unintentionally pushed to his injured area, and Wen Chaoyan immediately bared his teeth and grinned.

Jiang Wancheng's face changed, and she suddenly looked at him nervously.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! Let me see! ”

Wen Chaoyan covered her collar and hurriedly comforted her: "It's okay." Feng Lao gave the medicine last night, but it didn't hurt anymore. ”

Jiang Wancheng saw his strict and guarded appearance, and said in his heart: Is he still afraid that he will underestimate him!?

Although his mind was no longer out of control, and the picture of his sturdy and beautiful figure flashed again, Jiang Wancheng's face still looked serious.

"Lang Jun, don't worry, since Master has gone up the mountain, your body is ...... Ahem, if you have any injuries on your body, it would be more appropriate for him to take a look at them. ”

With that, she hurriedly walked to the side of the cabinet, opened it, and scooped up the flour.

Wen Chaoyan: ......

It seems that something is missing.

Now give her a look, I wonder if it's still too late?

The sky was gradually brightening, and Jiang Wancheng was afraid that the master would get up again and see them staying in one place, so he drove the hunters out one by one.

"Before, Lang Jun asked Erlang, the gentleman to cook far away, how did he get to himself, but he stayed in this stove all day and refused to go out?"

Wen Chaoyan: "I'm not a gentleman, so naturally I don't have to abide by it." ”

Jiang Wancheng: Good guy, you have such a sober understanding of yourself.

Since he had to stay, Jiang Wancheng simply asked him to light the fire.

Although he wanted to cook some food with his own hands, Jiang Wancheng didn't want to give him a chance to waste food at all.

Jiang Wancheng rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair forearms, ready to knead her dough.

Wen Chaoyan only glanced at the white lotus arm, and then hurriedly lowered his eyes, but the tips of his ears turned red slightly.

Jiang Wancheng didn't have time to observe him anymore at this time, kneading dough, cutting green onions, and making puff pastry.

After a while, the fragrant scallion pancake was served.

The Wen family's stove already had two stove holes, so Jiang Wancheng bought a large iron pot and a small pot thinking about the size at that time.

The small pot of pancakes, and the big pot is the porridge that Wen Dalang cooked in the morning.

She chopped the leaves and threw them in, stirring the porridge again and boiling it thicker.

When Feng got old, breakfast was ready.

Jiang Wancheng hung the big iron pot that Feng Lao took up the mountain in the yard, set up firewood, and covered it to boil hot water.

After the two children got up and washed up in turn, the meal began.

When Feng Lao was young, he traveled in Dajin and ate scallion pancakes.

But the time is too long, and the cake is also average, so when I bite into the layers of distinct, crispy and fragrant cakes that Jiang Wancheng made today, I was immediately amazed.

"This ...... This cake, the skin is crispy and strong, and the inside is soft and layered, Cheng'er, your cake is really good! ”

Jiang Wancheng said in her heart, in fact, she basically didn't know how to eat in modern times, but it was in the Zhuangzi in the previous life, and it was too lonely and difficult to endure, so she studied a lot of modern foods she missed with the women in the Zhuangzi.

After all, she has the memory of modern people, so she has a talent for making things, and instantly figured out many details that ancient people have not studied thoroughly.

The things made are naturally better than those made by many ordinary people in ancient times.

"Master likes it, I'll always do it for you in the future."

Wen Erlang also said repeatedly: "Sister, I like it too." ”

Sister Ya was not to be left behind, and hurriedly expressed her love, but Wen Dalang silently expressed her support with actions.

Today's cake Wen Chaoyan is also extraordinarily delicious.

In addition to his hard work of cooking the pot and simmering the flame strictly with a low fire, there is also the blessing of the achievement of the two of them made this cake together.

After eating, he only felt that this was the most delicious cake he had ever eaten in the first twenty years of his life.

After breakfast, the craftsmen came one after another.

Seeing this, Jiang Wancheng immediately pulled Sister Ya'er into the house.

Hearing all kinds of noisy noises outside after a while, Jiang Wancheng knew that it should have started work directly.

It stands to reason that this ancient period focused on etiquette, and there should be a groundbreaking ceremony before the start of construction.

But the master is obviously not that particular person, so he just skipped it, and just wanted to have his own room as soon as possible, after all, now three old and young men sleep on the same kang, and they are still not very comfortable.

In the next few days, Jiang Wancheng except for cooking, when these people go to work, they don't plan to go out of the house casually.

So, when I had a lot of time, I also took out all the work I was going to do during this time.

Sew two quilts.

She also has to make the clothes that Wen Chaoyan wants to change, and the new batch of blue satin she can also make a set of spring clothes for herself and Sister Ya'er.

However, at the moment, it is more important that the shoes must be made first.

The shoes they wear on their feet now are all the same old shoes that went up and down Wushan along the way.

Not to mention the thin shoes, the bottom has long been worn out.

In case of snow, it is also wet and dry, dry and wet.

If it weren't for the uncertainty of the foot size, you should have bought some ready-made ones to wear in the town.

Jiang Wancheng felt frozen feet every day, and sometimes he jumped hard for a while, but he was still unconscious in pain.

So, when she went shopping in town, she bought a bunch of shoe soles and old fabrics.

After thinking about it, before making shoes, there was a more important thing to make up for first, so I let Sister Ya'er go out.

After a while, Sister Ya'er ran in with Orion's coat in her arms.

"Sister, Uncle Shi said that he will fry some noodles and fruits for us to eat in a while, and let the second brother bring them in when he arrives."

Dough fruit?

Jiang Wancheng was greedy when she heard it.

Taking the clothes in Sister Ya'er's hand, Jiang Wancheng looked for it, and soon found the big hole on Wen Chaoyan's sleeve that was cut by the sword.

Because the clothes were gray, the sleeves were blackened and hardened by blood, but there was no clean clothes to change, so I had to continue to wear them.

Wen Erlang and Sister Ya'er saw it at a glance yesterday, and they all asked their brother for a long time in the village, until Orion showed them that the injury was indeed not serious, and they refused to give up.

Jiang Wancheng took some cotton and filled it in, and then quickly patched up the hole and asked Sister Ya'er to send it out again.

After a while, Sister Ya'er ran in again and said, "Sister, Sister! Big brother, he took the chickens, ducks and geese that his uncle took up the mountain, and all the babies were locked in the cellar behind the house! ”

He said that in the next two days, he would make a special house next to the thatched house to keep them in captivity, and then move them all out again.

Speaking of these poultry, Jiang Wancheng suddenly thought: "By the way, what about Master's old man's donkey cart?" He moved up, but why didn't he see his donkey? ”