I, the first son, became a woman

"It's better to find something casually and deal with it."

"Take it as compensation for the bowl of chicken soup that still has the surname Ye."

While muttering in his mouth, he looked around.

After looking around, Xia Juan only found a few eggs and a half-eaten chicken leg.

"This chicken leg may have been eaten by a mouse, so I'm afraid it shouldn't be eaten."

"But Ye is in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, so he should be invulnerable to all poisons, aren't you afraid...?"

He stroked his chin thoughtfully, as if he really started to think deeply.

fortunately.

After pondering for a while, Xia Juan still shook his head.

"This chicken leg is almost eaten, and there is not much meat. It doesn't look good when you take it out."

"But... how many eggs are there?"

"It seems that Uncle Li should have gone out to buy vegetables, so I have to hurry up, don't let Uncle Li see it."

Holding a few eggs in his hand, he thought hard for a while.

Under Xia Juan's entanglement, there was really no other way.

If you go out to buy some things and come back at this time, the time is obviously not enough.

And if people see it, they will lose face and demeanor.

As for eggs...

"Eggs are eggs!"

This thing is also a great supplement.

For the people outside the capital city, it is also a good food that they are reluctant to eat!

Again.

What to eat to make up for what.

Although Xia Juan felt that if he ate the eggs, the lost things would not come back.

and also……

"Being able to eat the food I made is already the blessing of that Ye's eight lifetimes of cultivation."

"If he really dares to dislike him then, he will feel normal."

"Hehe...don't blame me when the time comes!"

He squeezed his fist tightly.

Immediately, Xia Juan hurried to the stove and put all the eggs aside.

"Damn..."

"How should this thing be used?"

As soon as he walked in front of the stove, Xia Juan was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

From childhood to adulthood, she has no worries about food and clothing.

At home, more than a dozen chefs take turns cooking different things every day, changing her taste.

When going out, Yin Bo was usually by his side to protect them, and he handed over the food after finishing the food.

If it is really only myself.

Xia Juan also often took out the dry food prepared in advance.

Or just hit random birds and beasts, roast them black, and then forcefully eat them with twisted faces.

It can be said.

As the eldest young master and eldest lady of a rich family.

Xia Juan has almost never been to the kitchen since she was a child.

A few times.

Or because she became a woman, after Guishui came.

As a last resort, I could only sneak over alone, and boiled some brown sugar water to drink.

But boiling water does not require such a large stove.

this thing...

Immediately, his face showed embarrassment, and he glanced up and down a few times.

But soon, Xia Juan rolled his eyes again, as if he had discovered something, he nodded.

"I see."

"It seems that this stove is no different from the usual stove for boiling water."

"So that's how it is...!"

All of a sudden, there was a feeling of discovering something new, a new world.

Xia Juan had never seen such a stove.

Now look at it and think about it.

Don't have any fun.

It's just that now is not the time to be interested in novelty.

Xia Juan opened the lid of the pot and poured down the lard beside him.

"Well... now it's time to light the fire..."

Slowly crouching down, he picked up the firewood beside him and put it under the stove.

But I haven't put in two or three.

Xia Juan touched it, only to find that the firewood beside her was gone.

"No way? The firewood is gone?!"

"Damn! There is no firewood, what can I use to burn it?!"

Grinning for a while, he couldn't help touching his nose subconsciously, and stood up.

Xia Juan didn't notice it.

Her originally small and exquisite, delicate and beautiful nose.

Under this touch, it immediately became pitch black.

Both cute and ridiculous.

"Without firewood, how can this be done?!"

Seeing the time passed by a little bit.

I'm afraid Uncle Li will be back soon.

Xia Juan didn't want to spread the news that he made something by himself to apologize to Ye Ning.

So there is a bit of urgency for a while.

Just then.

She swept her eyes, and suddenly saw what seemed to be piles of brown things on the table.

"Huh? Is that firewood?"

"Strange, how did Uncle Li put the firewood on the table?"

He frowned, feeling a little weird for a while.

And Xia Juan always felt that the firewood on the table looked a little weird.

The shapes and colors are a little different.

"Could it be that Uncle Li was busy shopping for vegetables after chopping firewood, so he just put the firewood on the table?!"

With doubts, he walked towards the strange firewood.

Xia Juan just walked to the table, hugged the firewood and picked it up.

She was about to take a closer look at the firewood.

But in an instant, there was a sound outside the door.

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not good!

There was a tug in my heart.

Xia Juan's expression changed, and he quickly hugged the firewood in his arms, crouched down and hid beside the table.

"Where are these couplets posted?"

"Here..."

"it is good."

The reflection slowly disappeared with the figure walking outside the kitchen door.

Xia Juan watched the figure disappear, and his voice gradually faded away.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped her forehead.

"Huh... Fortunately, it's just a passing servant."

She touches it.

The sweat fused with a jet of black powder, which immediately stained Xia Juan's forehead.

Naturally, there was another burst of pitch-black chaos.

It's just that Xia Juan naturally doesn't know how unkempt and messy he is at this moment.

She looked out of the kitchen door nervously, not daring to take a step away.

This made her forget to check the firewood for a while.

Xia Juan stood up cautiously.

While watching the movement outside the kitchen door.

While casually stuffing all the "firewood" in his arms into it.

"It seems that they should not turn back for the time being."

Confirm that the few people who just passed by will not come back again.

Xia Juan patted his chest, and turned around in relief.

"Since this is the case, hurry up and make Xiajuan brand scrambled eggs."

"Let me Xia Juan make a move."

"This plate of eggs is probably worth a thousand gold."

There was a faint smile on his face.

Xia Juan concentrated his mana with his fingers, and suddenly a small flame ignited the bottom firewood.

The firewood crackled and began to burn, making a slight sound.

Xia Juan nodded, stood up, and beat all the eggs in one go.

"The spoon...the frying spoon...here!"

You can smell the firewood starting to burn in your nose.

And the burnt smell of eggs that have been left on the pan for a long time.

Xia Juan looked around in a hurry, and only then saw the frying spoon hanging on the wall.