Farming by blowing the lamp: the little girl of the fool's family

Chapter 28 There is an extra little fanboy
The two put down the long ladder and entered the kitchen one after the other to prepare dinner for tonight.

Fortunately, I went to the city yesterday to buy a lot of vegetables and fresh meat. Although I went through many dangers, I stayed with the two of them under the cliff for a whole night and swam out of the pool. At least it was not bad, and it was still edible. .

Yang Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief when she smelled the soaked pork that turned white, "Fortunately, it doesn't stink and can be eaten."

Li Jinyang also had a smile on his face instantly, and consciously sat behind the stove and started to light the fire.

"You haven't finished eating the steamed buns you bought yesterday morning. Let's cook some rice porridge, warm up the steamed buns, and make some cold minced meat and eggplant."

Although I don't know what the hell is the cold minced meat and eggplant, but such a luxurious and luxurious dinner is still called a casual?

Li Jinyang glanced in astonishment at Yang Jiayin, who had a normal face. He wanted to say this, but in a blink of an eye, she thought that she was a maid of the Song Mansion, and she would not pay attention to such a dinner, so she said this Swallowed it back again.

I only secretly planned in my heart to save money so that his Yinyin can live a good life.

Yang Jiayin was busy in front of the stove. Under the lid of the pot, fragrant rice porridge was boiling in the pot. On top of the rice porridge were a few clean fresh bamboo slices, and on it were a few steamed buns left over from yesterday.

Just before cooking the porridge, a small piece of pork was cooked, chopped into minced meat and then stir-fried in the pot, so it has the meaty aroma of minced meat, and the rice porridge in the pot is particularly mellow at this moment.

Since there was only one pot, it was also occupied at the moment. Looking at the eggplant in her hand, Yang Jiayin frowned, took one decisively and walked behind the stove, drove Li Jinyang away, and threw the eggplant into the stove hole.

She quickly buried the eggplant in the fire with a wooden stick, took it out after a while, put the wrinkled eggplant in cold water, soaked it for a while, and then began to wash it.

Afterwards, he peeled off the skin of the eggplant, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, not bad, it's ripe."

After speaking, tear the soft eggplant meat into small strips, pour the minced meat into a large bowl, and start adding seasonings for seasoning.

Li Jinyang stared at Yang Jiayin's actions with dumbstruck eyes. The aroma from the stirred minced meat and eggplant overwhelmed the rice porridge and steamed buns in the pot. He sniffed and felt that this dish was delicious in the world. .

"Yinyin, you are really capable!"

Looking at it, Li Jinyang said suddenly, "I have lived for 21 years, and I have never seen eggplant and pork eaten in this way. You are amazing!"

Presumably, this is what she learned in the Song Mansion, right?
Li Jinyang thought so.

Yang Jiayin paused, probably there was no such dish in ancient times...

But thinking that it would be easier to deceive Li Jinyang if he was honest, he raised his eyebrows and replied without thinking, "Don't be stupid, people in the Song Mansion don't know this way of eating. Maybe no one in the whole world has invented it yet."

"Let me tell you quietly, don't tell others, this is yesterday under the cliff, after I fell asleep, the Bodhisattva entered my dream and secretly told me how to make this dish."

Yang Jiayin, who didn't write a draft when telling lies, said in a serious manner, and by the way, gave Li Jinyang a sideways look, with an expression of "look how good I am".

"Yinyin, you are really good! All the Bodhisattvas help you, so maybe this dish can help us earn some money!"

Li Jinyang looked at Yang Jiayin with staring eyes, looking like a "lost boy".

(End of this chapter)