Weighing out a large bowl, Jiang Yan poured it to Zhao Dabai who was standing aside. Looking at the fish soup in the bowl, Zhao Dabai rolled up his tongue and inhaled.
After giving the potatoes to Gao Chou, Jiang Yan ate happily.
"Wow! This fish soup is so delicious!"
"Give me the matsutake!"
"Eat meat, this meat is super fresh!"
In just half an hour, a whole basin of fish soup and several roasted potatoes were eaten. Jiang Yan and the two ate every last drop. The yellow mushrooms and matsutake mushrooms were so delicious that Jiang Yan, who had not eaten food for a long time, was furious. I satiated my craving for once.
Gao Chou on the side had never eaten anything so delicious. Not only was all the fish eaten, but even the bones were chewed up one by one.
"I have never eaten such delicious food since I was a child." Gao Chou sat slumped aside, staring at the sun gradually setting in a daze.
"Then you really can't do it. If all the seasonings and ingredients are complete, I can cook whatever you want, such as pork belly, braised pork, boiled fish, fried double crispy fish, sweet and sour carp. I was the chief executive of Langdon Hotel back then. kitchen."
Also sitting slumped aside, Jiang Yan looked at Zhao Dabai rolling around in the courtyard, raising the corners of his mouth slightly.
"then?"
Hearing these two words, Gao Chou looked at the girl next to him with confusion on his face. Jiang Yan looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, a little younger than himself, but listening to her words, it seemed as if she had experienced a lot.
This made Gao Chou very curious.
"None of this is important. The important point is food. Food is not only for filling your stomach, but also for enjoying!" Sensing something wrong, Jiang Yan suddenly changed the subject.
The novel theory reminded Gao Chou of his childhood experiences. When he was living in the Anxi settlement, the most delicious food he ever ate was the expired cans he picked up. As for what Jiang Yan said, he had never heard of it.
"Dishes, all kinds of dishes. You have eaten too little. Follow me and I will take you to eat delicious food." He glanced at Gao Chou next to him with disdain, and Jiang Yan's chat box was instantly opened. .
From talking about the four major cuisines to home-cooked dishes, from the types of soy sauce to the various cutting methods of a flower knife, Jiang Yan heard the professional terms in his mouth, which made him feel sad and dull.
Before coming here, Gao Chou ate most of the garbage left by others. What Jiang Yan was talking about now was something he had never dreamed of.
"Why do you look like you don't understand anything? Wasn't it written in the book I gave you?" Seeing the shock on Gao Chou's face, Jiang Yan asked.
Seeing Jiang Yan's question, Gao Chou immediately sat upright, as if responding to the teacher's random test, with a nervous expression on his face.
"Haven't seen it there yet."
Gao Chou's behavior reminded Jiang Yan of the time when he was a disciple. The disciple at that time had the same expression and was extremely nervous.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just curious."
"Oh, okay."
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
In the courtyard, Zhao Dabai was playing with his favorite stone, rolling it over and over. He suddenly raised his head and saw Jiang Yan looking at him. Then he put down the stone in his hand and walked towards Jiang Yan step by step.
Reaching out and stroking Zhao Dabai's bear face, Jiang Yan looked at the dim sky. She had been so busy these two days that she had no time to practice archery. She must take some time tomorrow.
She understands the principle of never leaving your fist.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yan stood up and pretended to walk into the house while the daylight could still see the steps under her feet.
"Master, are you going to bed?"
At this moment, a disappointed voice suddenly sounded from behind.
"Yes, it's getting late." Jiang Yan answered subconsciously as she walked towards the door.
However, at this moment, Jiang Yan suddenly noticed something was wrong. The voice seemed to belong to Zhao Dabai.
Turning around suddenly, Jiang Yan looked into Zhao Dabai's eyes, and saw that the latter was looking at her in despair, as if he had not played with him to the fullest.
"You! You can talk!"
Hurrying forward, Jiang Yan held Zhao Dabai's bear-like face with excitement on her face. It seemed that Jiang Yan's power was to communicate with all things, not just plants!
"Yes, Master, I can fly again!"
Looking at Jiang Yan who was full of excitement, Zhao Dabai nodded gently, and then a pair of white wings suddenly grew out of his back.
Seeing this scene, the excitement on Jiang Yan's face instantly froze, and the wings that kept flapping seemed to tell her that she was an idiot.
"Gan! The mushroom is poisoned."
At this moment, the world began to rotate as if it were an oil painting. Colorful lights flowed in front of my eyes like river water, sometimes turning into fireworks, sometimes turning into terrifying ghosts.
Holding on to the wall, Jiang Yan returned to the storage room while she was finally awake, struggling to lie on the quilt, covering her eyes with her hands, trying to fall asleep.
But at this moment, Jiang Yan seemed to have taken some medicine, becoming more and more excited.
"Jiang Yan! I saw so many villains!"
Outside the courtyard, a sorrowful exclamation reached Jiang Yan's ears, making the latter couldn't help laughing.
At night, the colors come.
. . . . . .
At dawn, Jiang Yan struggled to get up. She had a severe headache as if she was suffering from a hangover, accompanied by bouts of abdominal pain.
Opening her sleepy eyes, Jiang Yan looked towards the bedroom. Gao Chou, covered with bandages, lay sprawled on the ground, sleeping as if he had been thrown into mud.
In the courtyard, Zhao Dabai was holding a stone and drooling.
"What a sin."
Rubbing her temples, Jiang Yan looked sluggish.
After a simple wash, Jiang Yan walked to the living room, moved the dried mushrooms to the courtyard, and then searched them carefully.
"That's you! Little one!"
Taking out an unfamiliar mushroom, Jiang Yan spoke fiercely. When picking up mushrooms yesterday, there was a cluster of mushrooms that were slightly different from what Jiang Yan remembered. At that time, Jiang Yan thought that the daylight was dim and she had seen it wrong. Now the answer is But it's clearly in front of you.
Throwing the mushroom out of the wall, Jiang Yan walked into the storage room and took out the iron fork.
Before planting seeds, the land should be turned over to one side. This will not only make the land loose and porous, but also free from some insect pests. This is something farmers must do before planting.
"Hey!"
Inserting the iron fork into the ground, Jiang Yan raised his foot to step on it, then pried the handle to dig out the soft earth.
Jiang Yan would repeat this behavior thousands of times today.
With a long sigh of relief, Jiang Yan began the day's work. The farm work of turning over soil was extremely tiring, and even strong men found it difficult to resist.
When Jiang Yan was alive, farmers relied on agricultural machinery to turn over the soil, but now Jiang Yan can only rely on handwork.
Zhao Dabai on the side had woken up at some point. Looking at Jiang Yan who was digging the soil, he also wanted to contribute to his master.
Stretching out his claws, Zhao Dabai imitated Jiang Yan's movements and dug holes in the ground randomly. Jiang Yan on the side saw Zhao Dabai's actions and had no choice but to stop him.
Zhao Dabai was of little help in turning over the soil.
Looking at Zhao Dabai's claws that were bruised and bleeding, Jiang Yan felt a little distressed, but seeing Zhao Dabai's earnest eyes, Jiang Yan had no choice but to find a job for Zhao Dabai to do.
"Help me crush the excavated soil." Jiang Yan pointed at the excavated soil and ordered.
Hearing these words, Zhao Dabai on the side immediately cheered up, ran to the clod of soil in a few steps, raised his claws and smashed it into pieces.
“Be careful not to compact the soil, otherwise my work will be in vain.”
Reminding Zhao Dabai not to sit on the dirt, Jiang Yan continued to wave the steel fork in his hand.
In this way, one person and one bear began to loosen the soil in the front yard.
Gao Chou in the bedroom had already gotten up. Although the fish soup last night was a bit psychedelic, it still provided him with a very important source of nutrition.
The headache and abdominal pain gradually dissipated, and Gao Chou suddenly discovered that his body was stronger today than before.
Weakly stepping out of the room, Gao Chou felt a little embarrassed when he saw the two busy figures in the courtyard. He had not provided any help in the past two days, but he had been enjoying Jiang Yan's care.
Looking at Jiang Yan's tired back, Gao Chou decided to do something for him.
Opening the book in his hand, Gao Chou read it carefully. Although he was weak now, he could make something for Jiang Yan.
If Jiang Yan can save some effort, his learning will not be in vain!
