Space farmer girl: I hoarded food and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 94 94 What kind of noodles are these?

Wei San came back from delivering the meal and went back to the stove cave to continue lighting the fire.

Seeing Shen Shuangshuang's cooking skills, he felt extremely envious of his boss.

If he has such a capable and beautiful wife, he can wake up from his dreams with a smile.

More than a quarter of an hour later, the noodles were ready.

Shen Shuangshuang found several large bowls, took a colander, and used chopsticks to scoop out the noodles.

Then put the seasonings into each large bowl in turn.

Finally, I put a poached egg on top.

"Okay, please help me deliver a bowl of noodles to my mother. Then ask Mr. Yin to go to the main room to eat noodles."

"I'll leave a bowl of these noodles for you, and the rest will be taken to the main room."

"Okay, sister-in-law!" Wei San quickly agreed.

Taking a look at the noodles that looked extremely delicious, I almost couldn't help but swallow.

There was no time for a cup of tea. As soon as Shen Shuangshuang sent three bowls of noodles to the main room, Yin Song came.

He was still holding his son in his arms.

Judging from how the two get along, the little baby has completely accepted Uncle Yin.

"Thank you, brother and sister, for getting up so early and preparing meals." Yin Song came in, looked at the noodles on the table, and thanked her.

"That's right. I don't have any ingredients at home, so I just made some noodles. I hope Mr. Yin won't dislike it." Shen Shuangshuang said politely.

He reached out to hug his son.

"Ling'er, come down and eat some noodles."

The little baby reached out cooperatively and reached Shen Shuangshuang's arms.

Then Shen Shuangshuang arranged to sit down for breakfast.

The little kid was obviously used to eating noodles like this. After picking up the chopsticks, he mixed the ingredients with the noodles and then ate it happily.

Yin Song saw this, followed the operation, and started eating noodles.

With just one bite, his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it's the same seasoning he tasted yesterday. No, it's not just that, there are other seasonings...

Yin Song tasted it carefully and felt that this bowl of noodles tasted so good.

While eating, the noodles in the bowl were finished.

Looking at the red and slightly black soup, Yin Song endured it, picked up the bowl and drank the soup without caring about the image.

At this time, Shen Shuangshuang had finished eating the noodles.

She was not as concerned about her image as Yin Song, and was drinking soup from a bowl.

This move made Yin Song ready to make a move.

"Oh, there are some noodles left in the pot. If it's not enough, Mr. Yin, I'll get some more for you." Shen Shuangshuang put down the bowl and said to Yin.

"Then it's time to work." Yin Song felt happy and said quickly.

"Mom, Ling'er wants it too." The little doll raised his head and looked at Shen Shuangshuang.

Shen Shuangshuang smiled and reached out to touch his son's head.

"That bowl is enough for you. Children can easily accumulate food if they eat too much."

The little baby glanced at Yin Song with an aggrieved expression.

Both Yin Song and Shen Shuangshuang were amused.

Yin Song was about to speak and say a few words for the little baby.

But Shen Shuangshuang said, "I've eaten too much and can't digest it. Mom wants to make delicious food for lunch. Are you sure you want noodles?"

The little doll's eyes lit up and he immediately shook his head.

"No, Ling'er wants to eat something delicious!" he said.

When Yin Song heard this, he couldn't help but feel hopeful in his heart.

"Okay, let's go back to the room and study. Mom will be looking for you when she is done with her work." Shen Shuangshuang said.

"Yeah!" The little doll responded, got off the stool and went out.

Shen Shuangshuang smiled and looked away.

Ask Yin Song to wait a moment and go back to the kitchen to pick some noodles for him.

When I returned to the kitchen, I learned that the remaining noodles in the pot were gone.

"Why don't you, sister-in-law, order some more noodles?"

"I have never eaten such delicious noodles. Sister-in-law, if you continue, I can still eat two more bowls!" Wei San said exaggeratedly.

Shen Shuangshuang was amused.

"After eating so much, can you still eat at noon?" he asked.

Wei San was stunned, thinking about the good food he had eaten last night, and scratched his head.

"Then have another bowl." He said.Shen Shuangshuang was helpless and regretted that she had lost so much face-to-face before.

"Then I'll make some noodles, and you can help me light the fire later." He walked towards the stove.

"Okay!" Wei San agreed immediately.

Yin Song waited in the main room for a long time, but did not wait for Shen Shuangshuang to go back.

Just as he was about to go to the kitchen to take a look at the situation, Shen Shuangshuang finally came over.

When I came over, I was served a huge bowl of noodles.

"The remaining noodles in the pot were eaten by Wei San, so I made a new pot, so it took a little more time."

"Master Yin, please eat while it's hot." Shen Shuangshuang said.

"Thank you, sister-in-law!" Yin Song thanked her.

Sit down and continue eating noodles.

Yin Song was extremely satisfied to eat noodles that left a lasting aroma on his lips and teeth again.

After eating the noodles, he thanked Shen Shuangshuang again before going to Murong's war room.

By this time Murong Zhan had woken up.

Seeing my brother-in-law coming in from outside with a satisfied look on his face, he looked a little unhappy.

My aunt had breakfast in the house just now. Although it was just a bowl of noodles, it tasted very fragrant and was delicious at first glance.

He offered to try it, but his aunt refused.

He is now in pain from the wound and cannot eat or sleep well.

It's a good thing that he went out to have a meal and just came back now.

"Your Highness, Auntie." Yin Song entered and saluted Murong Zhan and Shen successively.

"Yeah." Murong Zhan responded, his face a bit foul.

Shen glanced sideways at Murong Zhan, then looked back at Yin Song.

"His Royal Highness is in stable condition and does not require special care for the time being."

"Master Laoyin, help me back to my room." Chong Yin said.

"Yes." Yin Song responded.

After bowing to Murong Zhan, he went to help Shen.

He helped Shen out of the room and walked into the yard, then asked Shen in a low voice.

"Aunt, Your Highness seemed to be in a bad mood just now——"

Mrs. Shen turned his head and glanced at Yin Song.

I thought to myself that this person had seen it.

"Hmm." There was a reply.

Yin Song looked at Mrs. Shen.

"Your Highness saw the breakfast food Wei San gave me, but he is not suitable for eating spicy food for the time being." Shen said.

Yin Song understood immediately.

I decided immediately that I would not mention their food to His Highness later.

He helped Mr. Shen to the door of Shen Shuangshuang's room, handed him to the little doll, and then turned back to guard Murong Zhan.

Murong Zhan had already calmed down and when he saw Yin Song coming in, he motioned for him to come closer.

"Your Highness." Yin Song came to the bed and saluted Murong Zhan.

"How is the situation now?" asked.

Yin Song saluted again.

"The bandits haven't come after them yet. The people arranged by Brother Li should have played a role in disrupting the bandits' sight."

"More than two hours ago, Brother Li took Zhang Yi to Shangyang Town to inquire about the news. I believe there will be news back soon."

Murong Zhan's expression was gloomy.

"That guy Yan Lang actually colluded with the bandits and stabbed my highness in the back. When my highness catches him, he will be chopped up alive!"

Yin Song looked at Murong Zhan carefully.

"I'm afraid it's not just as simple as colluding with bandits."

"The magistrate of a small county in Yanlang cannot be so bold. I'm afraid this matter has something to do with the one in the palace."

Murong Zhan's expression became darker.

"Murong Jian!" he said through gritted teeth.

Yin Song lowered his head and did not answer any more words.

After a while, Murong Zhan finally calmed down.

(End of this chapter)