This night passed unharmed.

Jiang Wancheng accepted the kindness and kindness of the proprietress, so although she was worried about following the car, for now she had to go to the kitchen of the inn first to help the proprietress make this cauldron breakfast.

As for the rest, we will have to say that later.

When Jiang Wancheng closed the door of the firewood room and hurried to the kitchen, the proprietress had already rolled up her sleeves and was burning the fire.

Jiang Wancheng hurriedly passed: "I'm sorry! I'm late. ”

She wanted to take over the place of the proprietress to light the fire first, but the proprietress sat firmly and did not get up, and asked her, "Do you really know how to cook?" Can you make noodles and make steamed buns? ”

Jiang Wancheng didn't dare to hide it: "Although it doesn't look good, it will." ”

The proprietress actually pointed to the case and said, "Then you go and make noodles first, make stuffing, and then make it for me." ”

Jiang Wancheng was surprised in her heart: This kind of main case master really wants to be handed over to himself? She didn't guard against herself, not afraid that she would be bad in eating? Otherwise, if the taste of what she was told to make was bad, wouldn't it smash the sign of their inn?

But the proprietress didn't seem to be worried about these at all, she really just lit the fire, and then dozed off......

Jiang Wancheng: ......

Presumably the proprietress expected that she would not be able to run away, after all, she still had two small ones, where could she run?

If you really can't do it well, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave it at all.

Cheering up, Jiang Wancheng didn't dare to despise this big pot of rice.

I went to the pot first to take a look, it turned out that the proprietress had already boiled porridge, added crushed corn, and some rice, and chopped some chopped vegetable leaves on the side, which should be the last to be put into the pot.

She stirred it twice, and then hurried to make the noodles.

The inn may not seem large, but it should have eight rooms, and then a large bunk room.

Jiang Wancheng calculated the number of people, if one person eats three to five buns, he needs to make at least a hundred.

However, some people eat more than five buns, so they need to make more.

After cleaning her hands, she dug up the flour with an approximate amount, and then began to mix the dough.

After adding the old noodles, wait for the time to rise before making the filling.

Jiang Wancheng likes to eat.

Although in modern times, she is also a delicate lady who does not touch the spring water with ten fingers, but in the previous life, because she was too homesick, so after having the idea of cooking food with her own hands, she seemed to be opened up to the second vein of Ren Du, and she was quite talented.

In the last life, when he was in Zhuangzi, Jiang Wancheng pondered and studied a lot of food.

That's why this life is so skillful, and all kinds of ingredients can be readily available.

And she likes to cook, in addition to cooking can relieve homesickness, and whenever she devotes herself to eating, she will no longer think about so many troubled things in her heart, and will always be relaxed and happy.

These days, Wen Chaoyan's death is like a nightmare for her.

So far, her whole body is numb.

At first, her heart seemed to be torn in half, but she had to pick it up pieced together and continue to hold on to that breath.

Because she clearly knows that no matter how painful her heart is, she will always have to accept the facts.

What's more, the two small ones in the family also need her to support them in front.

If she falls again, Wen Erlang is afraid that she will really go crazy.

It's been a long time since she's done it this morning, and she's not relaxed for a moment.

Such a trivial matter as buns is not difficult for Jiang Wancheng at all.

She looked at the basket on the table, in addition to a palm-sized piece of meat, there was also a large handful of shallots, a few pieces of knife-sized tofu, and a handful of vermicelli.

Jiang Wancheng knew what stuffed buns to make today.

Chop the meat into foam, then cut the tofu into small pieces and blanch the vermicelli.

After draining, add the chopped green onions, and put them all in a large pot.

After adding soy sauce, green onion and ginger foam, and some spices, the ginger Wancheng is drizzled with hot oil.

Unfortunately, if there is a spicy man, it will be a hot and hot spicy tofu bun with red chili oil.

Stir the fragrant filling well, set aside, and start mixing again, kneading the dough, kneading the strips and cutting into pieces, and rolling out the skin.

Jiang Wancheng made it in order, and after a while, her first bun was wrapped.

I wanted to go and show the innkeeper first to see if she was satisfied, but as soon as she turned around, the proprietress had already stood behind her at some point.

"Ahh

Jiang Wancheng was naturally taken aback.

The proprietress smiled and said, "It seems that what you said is too modest." is so beautiful, and even said that there is no appearance? I see, you are those who sell steamed buns, and they are not as good as your craftsmanship. You can't be wrong with the taste. ”

"In that case, let's do it quickly, in addition to the buns, make some pickles, and fry some peanuts for the guest officers."

Jiang Wancheng hurriedly responded.

After all the 120 steamed buns were steamed, the cabbage and pickles she mixed were ready.

Peanuts were also fried in a small pot.

The porridge in the pot has long been put away and not so hot, and everything has been successful.

Jiang Wancheng was about to retreat, and the proprietress went to call her to stop.

She wrapped six hot buns and handed them to Jiang Wancheng, "Go, go to the firewood room to eat, don't let my head see it." ”

Jiang Wancheng was flattered and hurriedly pushed: "No need, boss." Yesterday I said yes......"

The proprietress glared at her: "I'll let you take it, why is there so much nonsense?" You don't want to eat the hot one, and you don't want to eat the two little ones either? ”

"If you want to be grateful to the old lady and think that I am a good person, wait for the next time you pass by the old lady's inn, and pay me more!"

"Hurry up, watch your hands carefully, it's white and pure, not like a man."

After the proprietress finished speaking, she walked out with a hearty smile on her face.

"Ah, guest officer, have breakfast and then leave? The breakfast we made at our inn this morning was delicious, it was a big bun with tofu and meat filling, and fried peanuts. ”

Jiang Wancheng accepted this kindness.

However, now she really can't repay it, and thinks to herself: wait for the next time, I must thank her.

Putting his hands black and yellow again, Jiang Wancheng hugged a few hot buns and quietly returned to the firewood room.

As soon as the sky brightened, Wen Erlang had already woken up.

Jiang Wancheng woke up Sister Ya'er again, two of the three of them, and quickly ate the hot buns, only to feel warm all over.

After eating, they drank some water, and when they were ready, the three of them put on their hats again, and hurried out of the firewood room to wait by the stable.

Sure enough.

Although it was still raining in the sky, Niu Da and the others decided to continue their departure.

As Jiang Wancheng guessed, they were unwilling to bring their three sisters and brothers with them.

"The road is slippery on this rainy day, and it is difficult for us to even push the goods, so we still have to take you with us? Go, don't bother, go by yourself! ”

As he spoke, Niu Da took out thirty yuan from his arms and threw it on the ground.

Then the group walked away.

(End of chapter)