Farming game: raise cubs with equipment

Chapter 767 Laba Congee

The maid took the post and handed it to Yan Nianyan.

"What's the matter with Mrs. Yan?" Yan Jin asked while eating, and the movements of his mouth never stopped.

"Sister Yun said she was going to Puning Temple to give porridge on the next day, and asked me if I wanted to go?" Yan Nianyan read the post at a glance, and handed the post to Yan Jin.

Yan Jin paused holding the post: "This is a good opportunity, you can go with Mrs. Yan."

Yan Nianyan will marry the prince in half a year. Her family background is slightly weaker than the other women, and the prince resisted all opinions to protect her. The queen and the emperor saw that she could sacrifice her life to save others, so they did not interfere.

However, if he never sat in that position, he was full of uncertainties. Now the matter of giving out porridge in Puning Temple is an opportunity to establish a good reputation.

In this way, the great kindness of the future crown princess will make her position more stable.

Yan Nianyan naturally didn't think too much about it, since she was going to give out porridge, she would definitely be able to eat a bowl, and she could also go out for a walk, which is really good.

Hearing Yan Jin's words, she only lazily responded, and took up a pen to reply to Yun Yiyi's post.

On the day of the twelfth lunar day, it was still daylight, Yun Yiyi took Yan Dashuang and Yan Xiaoshuang out, and Yan Qinghe took care of Yan Dabao and Yan Xiaobao in the mansion.

Yan Nianyan came here earlier than Yun Yiyi thought, she hired two large carriages, one for them to ride in, and the other for the kitchen people to sit in.

Probably because it was still early in the morning, there were not many people on the road.

Yan Nianyan yawned: "Sister Yun, what are you doing so early?"

"If you don't go earlier, I'm afraid I won't have time to cook." Yun Yiyi raised the curtain and looked out.

A gust of cold wind came in, Yan Dashuang sneezed, Yun Yiyi quickly put down the curtain: "Zai Zai?"

"Mom, I'm fine, maybe dad is thinking about me." Yan Dashuang grinned.

Hearing this, Yun Yiyi couldn't help but smile.

It was only then that Yan Nianyan came to his senses: "Sister Yun, why didn't Lord Yan accompany you?"

"The child at home is still young, and it's too cold to go out, so I let him take care of him at home." Yun Yiyi said lightly.

Yan Nianyan opened her mouth wide in shock: "Sister Yun, you are so amazing."

During this period, how could any woman dare to let a man hang out like this, for fear that someone would be taken away by some wild hoof, let alone let a man stay at home to take care of the child, which is clearly a woman's duty. Sister Yun is really different from other women.

Yun Yiyi smiled slightly: "It's not that great."

Yun Yiyi really didn't say anything big. Although in the eyes of ancient people, it seemed a bit shocking, but in the eyes of modern people, it is actually quite normal. There are many dads who take care of their children better than women.

What's more, Yan Qinghe is a delicate person, letting him take care of the child is much more reassuring than entrusting the child to the servants.

Yan Dashuang and Yan Xiaoshuang are still dizzy because they woke up too early.

The little head drooped and almost hit the board several times, and Yun Yiyi had to support it several times.

Seeing that they were extremely sleepy, Yun Yiyi let them lean on her shoulder and squint for a while.

Facing Yan Nianyan's envious eyes, Yun Yiyi teased: "Don't be envious, after you get married, you will naturally have it."

Yan Nianyan was still a girl who hadn't left the court, so she blushed immediately and gave Yun Yiyi a sideways look.

At this glance, there are so many styles, Yun Yiyi can be regarded as knowing how the prince fell.

On the road behind, the two of them stopped talking, but closed their eyes to gather energy.

Time slipped away slowly with Yan Dashuang and Yan Xiaoshuang's slight snoring, the coachman reminded: "Miss, madam, Puning Temple is here."

Yun Yiyi shook Yan Nianyan who was asleep, and secretly sighed in her heart that this little girl was really not wary of others.

"Are you there?" Yan Nianyan rubbed her eyes, but fortunately she still remembered her identity, straightened her clothes, and bent over to get out of the car.

Yun Yiyi then woke up the two children and got out of the car together.

The last time I came here was when Yan Dabao and Yan Xiaobao celebrated their birthdays, and the new year is coming soon.

Yun Yiyi couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

The mountain gate of Puning Temple can't be passed by horses and chariots, so one can only walk up it by oneself. Fortunately, Yun Yiyi didn't bring too many things with her, and it didn't take much effort to walk up.

After walking for a while, they arrived.

Master Yinyun stood on the steps paved with bluestone slabs, with compassion in his eyes.

"Benefactor Yun, Master Yan, please follow the poor monk."

Yun Yiyi told Master Yin Yun about Yan Nianyan in advance, and seeing her now, Master Yin Yun was not surprised at all.

A group of people followed Master Yinyun to the small kitchen in the temple, and a few young monks stood aside respectfully, seeing so many women, there was no sign of panic.

Yun Yiyi sighed inwardly, as expected of a master, even his disciples are so calm.

"Benefactor Yun, this will be troublesome." Master Yinyun said a Buddha's name.

"Master Yinyun, don't worry, we won't delay the time of serving porridge." Yun Yiyi smiled lightly.

Master Yinyun nodded slightly, then backed out.

Before coming here, Yun Yiyi promised Yan Qinghe not to cook today, so she brought the cook over.

"Everyone, what I'm teaching you today is auspicious eight-treasure porridge." Yun Yiyi calmly looked at the young monks in the kitchen.

It was the first time for her to teach monks to cook, so it was a bit novel to think about it.

One of the monks stood up and said, "Thank you, Master Yun, the poor monks will trouble Professor Master Yun."

Yun Yiyi nodded: "I need millet, corn, glutinous rice, peanuts, red dates, lotus seeds, longan, wolfberry..."

She counted more than a dozen kinds of ingredients one by one, a young monk listened and memorized, and several other monks began to take out these ingredients.

"Wash first." Yun Yiyi said.

The monks began to get busy.

After cleaning, it is soaked and boiled. The skill is to master the heat.

Yun Yiyi only stood aside to guide, and asked the cook to help when there were some inappropriate places.

Mostly knowing that she has to worry about the defense between men and women, the cooks all consciously took over the job.

Cooking this kind of Laba porridge is very simple. According to Yun Yiyi's habit, maybe some sausages should be added, but now these ingredients are made by Buddhist disciples, so Yun Yiyi naturally can't do this.

So, the cooking is vegetarian.

Yan Dashuang looked at it for a long time but didn't see the meatballs he likes to eat, so he asked, "Mother, why didn't you put the meatballs?"

"This is Buddhist porridge, no meat can be put in it." Yun Yiyi explained.

Yan Dashuang nodded.

"If you feel bored, go out with Sister Yan to play for a while, and call you over after mother cooks." Yun Yiyi saw their impatience, and said.

"Mom, if I don't leave, I'll just watch you here."

Yan Dashuang was about to agree, when he heard Yan Xiaoshuang say this, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't refute.

If you let him go out to play alone, he might as well not go out.

The reason why Yan Xiaoshuang said this was because before he left, Yan Qinghe specifically told him to protect Yun Yiyi and not let men get close to her.

There are so many men here, how could Yan Xiaoshuang leave.

He promised his father that if he left, no one would be able to protect his mother.

"Mother, I'm not leaving either." Yan Dashuang quickly said after Yan Xiaoshuang pinched his arm lightly.

How could this little trick escape Yun Yiyi's eyes, she didn't ask the reason, but continued to teach the method.

Seeing that neither of the two cubs planned to go out to play, Yan Nianyan found two stools for Yun Yiyi to sit down and direct.

Yan Xiaoshuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

While Yun Yiyi and Yan Nianyan didn't notice them, Yan Dashuang pulled Yan Xiaoshuang aside and asked in a low voice, "Brother, why don't you go out to play?"

"Stupid, we went out, who will protect mother?" Yan Xiaoshuang looked at him with disgust, no wonder his father didn't entrust him with this task, maybe he just forgot it, it's better to be himself.

Yan Dashuang suddenly realized: "My brother, you are thoughtful."

Yun Yiyi didn't care about the whispering of the two cubs, but put her mind on the porridge,
The recipe of Laba porridge is not difficult, Yun Yiyi said briefly, and everyone basically knows it.

Yun Yiyi saw that they had done nothing wrong, and after talking about the approximate time, she walked out of the kitchen and took a breath of air.

In such a vast and white winter, Yun Yiyi never expected to see plum trees.

Red plums are dotted on the branches, the bark is light gray with a little green, and small flower buds can be seen faintly on the smooth twigs.

There are red plums on the branches and white snow.

Yun Yiyi took a breath, only to feel the aroma of plum blossoms in her lungs.

The aroma of Laba porridge goes along with the plum, which has a special flavor.

Yun Yiyi smelled it and walked back to the kitchen.

"Benefactor Yun, do you think this is cooked?" A young monk couldn't hide his excitement.

Yun Yiyi picked up the spoon and stirred it: "That's right, it's ready."

The thick fragrance wafted away, and Yan Dashuang's stomach could not help but growl.

They left in a hurry this morning, they didn't eat much, and they were afraid that they wouldn't be able to catch up with the porridge.

"Benefactor Yun, it will take time to deliver the porridge. Why don't we eat some vegetarian food at the small temple first?" After the porridge was cooked, Master Yin Yun got the news and came over, just in time to hear Yan Dashuang's stomach groaning.

Yan Dashuang lowered his head in embarrassment.

Yun Yiyi didn't think anything of it, it's normal for a child to be hungry quickly after growing up, and she didn't eat too much in the morning, so she herself is a little hungry now.

Seeing that Yan Nianyan did not resist, Yun Yiyi said politely: "Then I will trouble Master Yinyun."

Master Yinyun smiled gently, and ordered people to prepare some vegetarian dishes.

Although Yun Yiyi brought a cook with her, this was his territory after all, and she couldn't use a human kitchen to cook meat dishes.

Therefore, she has long been prepared to be hard to swallow.

But I didn't expect that the vegetarian food in Puning Temple, except that there is no meat, is quite good.

Probably because only vegetarian dishes are available, so I can't help but spend a little more thought on it.

Laba porridge was also served on the table. Yan Nianyan sniffed it and took a spoonful: "Sister Yun, this Laba porridge is quite delicious."

Yun Yiyi lowered her head and looked, it's not like that, after boiling for more than an hour, the aroma of the ingredients was released.

(End of this chapter)