Three Kingdoms: I help Liu Bei grow thousands of miles

Chapter 290 Lu Lingqi's Innovation
Lan Tian and Lu Lingqi returned to the back house and found that Deng Ai was also here, so they asked curiously: "Quanling Academy has recently graduated from multiple subjects, how can Shizai have time to come here?"

"I'm here." Deng Ai didn't know whether it was because he was still stuttering or because he was nervous, so he couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that Deng Ai is getting older, it is not a solution to stammer all the time. At the beginning of the year, I met Zhang Ji in Jiangling, and I planned to have him and Hua Tuo come for a consultation, so I brought him back when I left. Quanling.

Originally, they had the idea of ​​giving it a try, but Zhang Ji and Hua Tuo actually found a solution. Deng Ai has improved after taking it for two months, but now it seems that the roots have not been healed.

Seeing this, Lu Lingqi explained: "Isn't this burning corn porridge? I specially asked Shi Zai to come and taste it."

"Oh? Shi Zai, what do you think of Master's wife's porridge?" Lan Tian guessed that Lu Lingqi made something similar to eight-treasure porridge.

Deng Ai looked at Lu Lingqi and lowered her head and said, "Master's wife's porridge is very special."

It turned out that Deng Ai was really nervous, Lan Tian nodded, "Then I must try it."

Lan Tian sat down at the table in the corridor, looking forward to Lu Lingqi's porridge with joy, when the window of the east wing opened a small gap, Lan Yuan, Lan Ji, and A Dou squatted under the window to peek.

A Dou turned his head and asked suspiciously: "Do you think uncle can eat it?"

Lan Ji glanced at him: "Anyway, I'm not as good as you. I actually finished a bowl just now. The food made by my father is so delicious. Why did my mother make it like this? If I were my father, I wouldn't eat it."

A Dou argued embarrassingly: "Auntie's eyes are so fierce, how dare I not finish eating, besides, Shi Zai also drank two bowls."

Lan Ji: "He's different, he's been in battle since he was 13"

A Dou continued: "Uncle even punched the bad guys through."

Lan Yuan patted the two of them on the shoulders, "Mother brought it over, let's see, but I think father will finish eating."

"Brother, why are you so sure? Didn't you just run away with an excuse without taking two bites?" Lan Ji asked suspiciously.

Lan Yuan asked in surprise: "You see that I'm making an excuse? Didn't the mother also see it?"

Lan Ji giggled, "My aunt told me. Luckily, brother is usually calm. Mother shouldn't be suspicious, but you just pretended to be full."

Ah Dou suddenly realized, took Lan Yuan's hand and said, "Brother, teach me more, or I will suffer every time."

Lan Yuan shook his head: "You can endure things that others can't, and in the future you can achieve great things that others can't. You are not an ordinary person, A Dou."

"Did uncle say that?" A Dou asked curiously.

"Yeah." Lan Yuan nodded.

Just when A Dou was secretly happy, Lan Ji leaned into Lan Yuan's ear and whispered, "Brother, you know the truth about tolerance, why did you just use the excuse to escape?"

Lan Yuan spread his hands and replied in a low voice, "I can't swallow it either."

Gan Qian heard the whispers of the three little ones, and she agreed with Lan Yuan's point of view. Lan Tian would never dislike Lu Lingqi's food. After all, this foster brother is not an ordinary person, and their harmonious relationship between husband and wife is particularly enviable.

Thinking of this, Gan Qian brought the chair to the door, and the breeze in the courtyard came oncoming. The refreshing south wind is the best friend in summer.

At the small table in the opposite corridor, Lan Tian looked at the lump in the bowl and didn't know how to describe it. In short, the shape was very Xiang-like. What kind of dark food is this?
It may be that the corn porridge has been overheated, and now it has become completely viscous. There are dark brown things besides the beige base color, and it has also been cooked into a soft state. In Lantian's impression, there is no such ingredient at all, and it smells Weird bitterness.

"I'm already completely cold, so I reheated it, Husband, eat it quickly." Lu Lingqi said enthusiastically.

Lan Tian asked curiously, "Have the children drunk?"

Lu Lingqi nodded and said, "Yes, Shi Zai also drank two bowls."

Deng Ai can eat two bowls, which means there is no problem, but the appearance and smell are really bad, maybe the actual taste may be unusual. Lan Tian picked up a spoon and took a big mouthful and put it in his mouth. bitterness.

"Husband, is this porridge delicious?" Lu Lingqi asked.

Lan Tian swallowed it down with a puzzled face: "Xiao Jun, haven't you tasted it?"

"The rice and corn porridge that my sister and I eat are not cooked much. Naturally, I want you and the children to eat enough. I can make it tomorrow." Lu Lingqi replied shyly.

Lan Tian bit the bullet and emptied the bowl, then asked, "Is there any more in the pot?"

"I left it specially for you. There are still two bowls in the pot." Lu Lingqi was full of joy.

"Then serve it all up for me." Lan Tian said and handed over the bowl.

"Well, good." Lu Lingqi hummed as she walked, feeling very fulfilled.

After three bowls of sour and bitter dry corn porridge, Lan Tian rested on the porch chair with his eyes closed.

The three little ones who were peeking at the other side were stunned. When they ate gruel that was easy to swallow, what Lan Tian ate was completely half-dry.

Lan Ji said with a shocked face: "Father is really hiding something, he eats faster and eats more than Shi Zai."

A Dou seemed to understand something, and then said to himself: "Brother is right, uncle is the most unusual."

When Lu Lingqi returned to the kitchen, there was only some sticky food left in the casserole. She was quite satisfied with her results today, especially Lan Tian gobbled up three bowls.

Is it really so delicious?Lu Lingqi put the spoon used by Lan Tian on the bottom of the casserole and scraped out a small spoon, let her sip it in her mouth, and the strange smell directly filled her brain.

Lu Lingqi clutched her chest and retched frantically. Lan Tian ate three bowls of such unpalatable porridge. Isn't he stupid?
After waiting for quite a while, Lu Lingqi returned to the corridor from the kitchen. Lan Tian was chatting with Deng Ai about Quanling School.

Seeing Lu Lingqi approaching, Deng Ai tactfully walked aside and picked up the newly compiled Analects to watch.

Lu Lingqi sat next to her with her head bowed. Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a while, Lan Tian asked suspiciously, "Xiao Jun's face is ugly, is he feeling unwell?"

"Isn't that porridge just bad to drink?" Lu Lingqi put her hands on her chest, and her two index fingers moved irregularly.

Lan Tian was taken aback, "Uh, no."

Lu Lingqi patted Lan Tian's thigh and murmured: "Husband, are you stupid? I almost vomited to death when I tasted it just now. I knew I wouldn't make this heat-clearing summer porridge. I made it well before."

"Heat-clearing summer porridge?" Lan Tian scratched his head with question marks all over his face.

"Seeing that the weather is rather hot, I thought Mr. Hua's medicine is so miraculous, so I asked him to get some medicinal materials and put them in the porridge to cook together. I didn't expect the taste to be so bad." Lu Lingqi said dejectedly.

Lan Tian suddenly realized that the ingredients he didn't know were traditional Chinese medicines. Lu Lingqi dared to innovate by herself, so he asked: "What herbs did Madam add?"

"There are rehmannia glutinosa, scrophulariaceae, chrysanthemum, and red peony." Lu Lingqi reported seven or eight traditional Chinese medicines, but in the end she was too embarrassed to say any more.

Lan Tian smiled wryly and said: "Madam's thinking is right, but medicine can't be used to cook porridge. I'll teach you some medicinal recipes later."

(End of this chapter)