Jiu'er felt like stroking her forehead, but it was just a thought. Soon, she accepted the fact that the little boy she thought was just a little shy was actually a girl.
I even thought, "Wow, it turns out that Chun'er is a girl, so... she will be very beautiful in the future."
Chun'er immediately bowed her head shyly, but this time, Jiu'er no longer thought that this child was too timid and needed to be tempered. Instead, this little girl was really cute to the extreme, especially her shy look.
It makes people want to hold her in their hands and care for her from the bottom of their hearts.
"Miss Ning, what should we do next?"
Ou Rui couldn't bear his daughter to be tortured by Jiu'er's fierce gaze again, so he immediately changed the conversation back to the original issue.
"Wash the pot, fill it with water... chop the chicken into pieces, put it in the pot... add the mushrooms... peel the fruits I specially picked out... put them inside... As for the wild vegetables...
It’s really nice to put it inside…”
"There is another chicken. Put this pile of fruits in its belly, wrap it with big reed leaves... and bury it under the fire..."
Jiu'er's recipe is very simple, a pot of soup and a beggar's chicken. Although it is not that authentic, many things are just substitutes. However, as long as the taste is enough and it is cooked, there will be no problem. Definitely compared to Na Ou Rui
What was done was much better.
Two very simple dishes, but there are still many small problems.
For example: "How long should this soup be cooked?"
"Boil it first."
"What does it mean to boil?"
So, Jiu'er finally understood why the plucked chicken was so miserable. It turned out that the person who plucked the feathers didn't know what boiling water meant. "Then what did you use as the standard before?"
"hot."
Jiuer couldn't hold it back anymore and rolled his eyes, "How do you know it's hot?" Is it smoking?
"Try it with your hands."
So, Jiu'er stopped asking. She just looked at the man whose whole face was hidden in his beard and hair in frustration, and explained to him quite feebly what kind of water should be boiled and how long the soup should be cooked.
Only then can you eat...
However, this man's understanding was really not very good, "Forget it, you put the fire close to the entrance of the cave, and I'll look at the fire."