There is a well opposite the kitchen.

This is something that Wang Dong was surprised.

Although Daqin already had the technology of drilling wells, real wellbores are very rare.

Even the elder brother's Tongwu Hou Mansion, based on the memory of his predecessor, just dug a well three years ago.

People basically rely on river water for water.

And this farm that was obviously abandoned for many years actually had a well, which was a bit beyond Wang Dong's expectations.

Wang Dong walked to the well and saw that the well wall made of blue bricks was covered with green moss.

The wooden barrels and wheels were hanging quietly there.

Put the barrel down from the wheel.

Swing left and right a few times, and let go while the mouth of the wooden barrel is facing down.

The bucket began to be filled with water.

As the water pours more and more, the barrel begins to sink.

A full bucket of water was shaken up by Wang Dong with a wheel.

Xiaolan and Xiaohua looked at the young master with their eyes shining, and carried the wooden barrel to the ground in one go.

Beautiful, so handsome.

The young master's posture of bent over and sticking his hips is definitely the most handsome in the world.

The two little girls ran over happily and were about to carry the bucket into the kitchen.

Then drink it happily.

"Wait, this bucket of water cannot be drunk."

Just kidding, how long has this barrel been used?

I don't know how many bacteria and borers are inside.

Although Xiaohua and Xiaolan were not sure why the young master didn't let them drink this bucket of water.

However, seeing the young master's solemn appearance, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Wang Dong carried three buckets of water in a row and poured them all into the pot.

"Now I'll give you two a task and start making fire and boiling water."

Finally there was work to do, Xiaohua and Xiaolan rush to burn the fire.

There are piles of wood in the kitchen.

Creating a fire at this time is not an easy task.

Xiaohua and Xiaolan worked hard for a while before lit the open flame.

After the water in the pot boiled, Xiaohua and Xiaolan finally knew why the young master didn't let them drink the bucket of water.

The water in the whole pot has now turned black.

There is also a layer of insects floating on it, making people's scalp numb.

Xiaolan and Xiaohua felt nauseous and almost vomited.

After cooking for about a quarter of an hour, Wang Dong asked Xiaohua and Xiaolan to stop burning the fire.

The wooden barrel continued to cook in the pot.

Three people sat outside the kitchen to bask in the sun.

"It's almost done. After washing it this time, we can cook."

"When we finish cooking, Wang Li and the other two will almost come back."

Maliu brush and wash the wooden barrel and iron pot.

Wang Dong poured it directly into the pot, about four kilograms of rice.

No need to wash rice.

It’s this era, so why can I buy rice?

After pouring four buckets of water, the pot could no longer be filled.

Unfortunately, there is no pot lid, so it seems that I have to find a way to make a pot lid by myself.

Otherwise, the boiling time will be extended.

The little flower burns the fire, and the little orchid delivers firewood!

Wang Dong held a wooden spoon and was constantly stirring the rice grains at the bottom of the pot.

If it sticks to the pot, the porridge will basically change its taste.

Because I just boiled a pot of water, the base heat was very strong.

Therefore, although I added a few kilograms of rice, the time for boiling the pot was earlier than Wang Dong expected.

After the pot is boiled, the rice rolls.

Wang Dong dared not be careless.

Because this pot not only has a lot of rice, but also has a lot of water.

The wooden spoon stirred the bottom of the pot can no longer stop the rice grain from sticking to the pot.

Wang Dong changed into a wooden stick, which was naturally a clean wooden stick.

Stirring in the pot without listening to both hands.

Soon, a scent of fragrance began to spread in the kitchen.

Love, love!

Dear rice porridge!

This young master finally brought you to the land of Daqin.

How long has it been since I drank a bowl of hot rice porridge?

Me, it's really hard!

"Young master, it smells so good!"

"This is really food!"

The fragrance from the pot made the two little girls admire the young master like a surging river.

It's even more like the Yellow River flooding, and it's out of control!

It’s good to cook a big pot!

Soon Wang Dong discovered that the rice grains were already showing signs of blooming.

Moreover, the water in the pot can no longer be called water.

Because it has become sticky and thick juice.

"Okay, you two can rest for a while!"

The ceasefire is now available.

The base heat of the pot is enough to make the rice porridge fully develop successfully.

"Young Master, Xiaohua and Xiaolan go and get the food box and dishes."

Seeing Wang Dong nodded.

The two little girls leaped to get the food box and dishes.

A lot of tableware brought from the royal palace.

Of course, Wang Ben prepared in advance.

Two little girls carried the food box and a stack of dishes into the kitchen.

"Thank you two little girls who are burning fire."

"Come on, each person will serve a bowl first and try it!"

A minute later, Xiaolan and Xiaohua sat shoulder to shoulder at the kitchen door.

Even though he was so hot that he was howling.

However, they still drank very happily.

Such rice porridge!

Even if they dream, they dare not dream! Because there is nothing in the dream.

"Young Master, Wang Li and Daniu are back."

"Taked a lot of people!"
To be continued...