The chef girl has her own system

Chapter 9 Cook Your Own Food
In the decades of wars that have lasted, a lot of waste is waiting to be done.

Whether it is Guangbei or Nanjin, a lot of land is abandoned and urgently needs to be reclaimed and planted.

At this time, manpower has become an important resource.

There were nearly 3000 people in Yucheng, but less than 1000 people managed to cross the river in the end.

The city lord and young city lord of Yucheng stayed on the other side of the river.

In the city of Fu near the river in Nanjin Kingdom, Lian Zhi was recuperating on a bed.

"How, is the temperature right?"

The woman in a maroon dress was sitting in front of the bed with a bowl of porridge, waiting expectantly for Lian Zhi's answer.

This woman's surname is Wen, and she is the mother of the handsome young man.The young man's surname is Yao and his name is Wenjin. He is a bookworm who loves to read.

When crossing the river that day, the two of them had boarded the bamboo raft in front of Lian Zhi, but were thrown into the river when the bamboo raft broke.

Lian Zhi was shot by an arrow in the shoulder, and at that moment she was so weak that she almost let go of the hemp rope on the bamboo raft.

Seeing the two who were about to be washed away, Lian Zhi grabbed one with his injured left hand and the other with his feet.

In the end, the people on the shore took the rope and pulled them over, and they were all rescued.

When Mrs. Wen heard that all the bodies of the people who were washed away that day were found downstream, she felt apprehensive and grateful to Lian Zhi at the same time.

Although the package containing a lot of gold was washed away, she still exchanged the gold hairpin on her head for the best room and the best food in the inn.

Lian Zhi smacked the rice porridge in her mouth and sighed secretly.

The best food is nothing more than that.

She knows that the catering industry here is too backward.

The ingredients are only boiled with water and roasted with fire, and the seasoning is even more scarce, only salt, which ordinary people can't even eat.

So, that's why the system on her wrist exists? !

Let her save the backward catering? !
In other words, this shoulder injury, what appeared in the system was a cookbook.There is a thick stack of recipes, probably covering all cuisines!
More importantly, she won't have to get hurt every time she wants something, right? !
Sacrifice the ego to fulfill everyone? !

Nonsence!Why? !

"Come on, take another bite." Mrs. Wen scooped up a spoonful and blew it to Lian Zhi's mouth.

Lian Zhi turned her head away: "Don't eat it, it's tasteless."

Then she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and put on the pink shoes Mrs. Wen bought for her.

To heal an injury, one must look like one who is healed. What kind of nourishment does eating porridge count? !At most, it's just a matter of being full.

"Miss Lian Zhi, where are you going!" Mrs. Wen hurriedly put down the porridge bowl, and when she chased out of the room, Lian Zhi was no longer in sight.

A person walked in from the door of the inn, frowning.

When Mrs. Wen saw her son, she immediately went up to him with a smile on her face.

"Wen Jin, what's going on outside? But is there a document?"

Yao Wenjin helped his mother to find a seat in the lobby and sat down, and poured two cups of tea.

"Mother, the document is posted outside. But it has nothing to do with what I said before." Yao Wenjin said slowly word by word.

It turned out that Nanjin said to the outside world that anyone who defected to Nanjin would be given houses, fields and money.

If you are a scholar, you will be assigned a suitable official position when you come to Nanjin.If it is a businessman, there will be a corresponding shop as a gift.

But at this time, the paperwork posted outside said that those who have money in their hands can buy real estate by themselves.Those who have no money will distribute the land uniformly and build houses by themselves.

If this is the case, why do they risk their lives to cross the river? !

"Mother, I have advised you a long time ago, don't listen to one side and believe it. How can you do it now?!" Yao Wenjin took a sip of tea.

Originally in Guangbei, my mother opened a clothing store, and the business was good.He just studies every day, and Ah Qing is with him.Today, Ah Qing's whereabouts are unknown
Mrs. Wen twisted the white veil in her hand, her eyes flickering.

How can you make so much money by opening a clothing store.

"Wen Jin, do you still have the iron plate your mother gave you?"

Yao Wenjin didn't know what his mother's sudden question about the iron plate meant, so he touched his heart and suddenly remembered that he had given it to Ah Qing to keep it.

But Ah Ching
"Mother, the iron plate is in Ah Qing's hands. I don't know if Ah Qing is still alive."

Of those who were washed down the river, it was heard that none of them survived.

It is also possible that Ah Qing stayed in Guangbei.

Mrs. Wen sighed heavily: "Forget it, it's just a brand, it's not important. In the future, mother will take you to meet someone"

Just as Yao Wenjin was about to ask who it was, he suddenly smelled an extremely strange fragrance.

Not only the two of them, but everyone else in the inn also stood up one after another, looking for the direction where the smell came from.

Lian Zhi was busy working on the stove with a long spoon in her hand.

I just stewed a pot of angelica red dates hen soup, and now I am frying chives and eggs.

Guangbei has controls on eggs, but Nanjin does not.So, she can finally eat eggs casually.

The cooks here have never seen eggs like this.

There was no rapeseed oil in the kitchen, so Lian Zhi could only cut up the fat to refine the oil, and then fished out the oil residue.

Beat four eggs, add chopped green onion, fine salt, pepper powder and mix well.Stir-fry until golden brown, and put it on a plate.

The eyes of the two cooks in the kitchen were already glistening with greed.

Lian Zhi held up a big spoon and warned, "Stay away, don't steal it!"

Then lift the wooden pot lid of the stewed chicken soup, and the aroma is tangy.

It was only then that she realized that in her system, there were actually seasonings such as angelica, wolfberry, codonopsis, astragalus, lotus seeds, and red dates.

It seems that as long as it is related to cooking, whether it is flint or medicinal materials, it may appear.

Thinking of this, I really want to thank her cousin and aunt for the feather duster.

When Lian Zhi was cooking, the others didn't see her putting in the seasoning.So when she found that the chicken she cooked had no fishy smell, she curiously stretched her head to smell it.

They are just thirsty for knowledge, they are not in love with the smell of this chicken soup.

"Gu, girl. Why doesn't the chicken you cook smell fishy? Why is it so fragrant?"

Lian Zhi took a mouthful of the chicken soup with a spoon and tasted the saltiness. "Want to know? Spend money to learn, I will teach you."

The curtain of the kitchen was lifted, and the innkeeper took the lead, followed by a group of people to watch.

"What smells so good"

"How did you do it?"

"Is this cooking?! This is refining incense."

Among them, there are many people who understand medicine, and when they see the medicinal materials in the pot, they recognize them one by one.

"This is not cooking, this is boiling medicine."

Immediately someone questioned: "Boiling medicine? If soup and medicine can be so fragrant, I would rather drink soup and medicine every day."

Lian Zhi unceremoniously put the lid on the pot, and waved the people around her back two steps with a big spoon.Don't let the halazi drip into the pot after a while.

"Miss Lian Zhi, are you cooking for yourself?" Yao Wenjin pointed to the plate of golden eggs.

"Of course. The food here is so bland that it's hard to swallow. I want to recuperate, so I can only do it myself." Lian Zhi dropped the spoon and picked up a pair of chopsticks from the side.

"This one is called scrambled eggs with shallots." As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick and ate it into his mouth.

Seeing Lian Zhi's intoxicated expression of closing her eyes and pondering, everyone swallowed in unison.

They only know fried tea, but not scrambled eggs.

It turns out that eggs can also be scrambled?
(End of this chapter)