Chapter 2 Old trick?
He immediately stood in front of the stove with his hands on his hips: "Isn't it? You don't even have oil?"
Just thinking about it, Huo Li came in with the chopped pheasant.
"Let it go there." After saying that, Lin Xiaoye started to prepare.
Huo Li looked at Lin Xiaoye, who was standing in front of the stove, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Is she really Lin Xiaoye? Still cooking?
Thinking that Lin Xiaoye had finally made a meal before and almost burned the kitchen, Huo Chengli was worried, so he went to the yard and sat down and stared at it from time to time.
Lin Xiaoye took a close look at the pheasant in front of him, and then at the ingredients at home, it was really only salt.
"It seems that I can only eat lightly."
Roll the sleeves, put the pheasant in the boiling water, scald it again, and change the water. After boiling, pour the pheasant in and cook, add some salt, until the water is almost simmered and the pheasant is soft. , Then start the pot.
"Eat!" Lin Xiaoye brought a large pot of pheasant into the house.
Huo Li looked at her handy craftsmanship with a hint of surprise.
Does she know how to cook? What happened last time? on purpose?
"Don't stand, eat."
Lin Xiaoye laid out the bowls and chopsticks, and immediately saw standing in the corner, looking expectantly at the pheasant dumplings on the table.
"Dumplings come over and call mother, mother will give you pheasant."
Lin Xiaoye opened her hands and smiled what she thought was a harmonious smile.
Tuanzi suddenly shrank and squeezed his mouth with the baby fat on his face lowered. This appearance can sprouting Lin Xiaoye's heart.
The original owner is really cruel and inhuman. Such a cute dumpling was actually dumb by her.
Lin Xiaoye's expression changed immediately when he saw that the dumpling hadn't come for a long time.
"If the dumpling can't come again, my mother will be angry."
Hearing the sound, Tuanzi's face suddenly appeared in panic, and his eyes were full of desire and helplessness.
Do you want to hug dumplings? Doesn't my mother beat and scold the dumplings?
Thinking about it, Tuanzi moved his little foot, rubbed his left foot on his right foot, and finally walked carefully in front of Lin Xiaoye.
Lin Xiaoye hugged the small dumpling.
"Dumplings are so good, come and taste the pheasant made by my mother."
Tuanzi raised a pair of round eyes to look at Lin Xiaoye.
Mother is going to eat pheasant for dumplings?
Seeing Lin Xiaoye put a piece of pheasant in his bowl, the dumpling suddenly looked at Lin Xiaoye with gratitude.
Huo Li also came in at this time, watching this scene in his eyes, but when he looked at Lin Xiaoye, he looked suspicious.
Old trick? What do you want to take away from home?
Before sitting down, Tuanzi immediately looked at Huo Li with joy and excitement. He moaned twice and pointed his finger at the pheasant in the bowl, looking satisfied.
Huo Li nodded: "Nian'er eat."
Lin Xiaoye felt distressed when he looked at the dumplings.
How old is this little dumpling. It’s less than four years old. It’s still a suckling age in modern times. Now it’s actually tortured by the conscience of the original owner. Look at this poor appearance. I’m afraid it’s a mother to her. There are psychological shadows.
Thinking about it, Lin Xiaoye took another piece of pheasant and put it in the dumpling bowl.
Tuanzi suddenly shrank his neck, raised a pair of wet eyes and looked at Lin Xiaoye cautiously, holding the chopsticks in his hand, but he didn't dare to do it.
"Dumplings, why don't you eat them? Is it because you don't want to eat the dumplings?"
Tuanzi quickly shook his head, but in a blink of an eye he looked at Huo Li cautiously, only when Huo Li nodded, then smiled happily, and immediately started eating pheasant while holding the bowl in his hand.
Huo Li also clamped a piece for himself, and just put it in his mouth and took a bite, he was taken aback for a moment, raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xiaoye suspiciously.
Is this the pheasant she made? The taste is actually pretty good.
Thinking, Huo Li looked at the pheasant in his hand again, there was nothing else, but this time the taste was really different.
At this time, Lin Xiaoye also picked up a piece of pheasant, and after smelling it, it was obvious that a smell of mutton rushed over.
This smell...
Guru Guru!
Just thinking about it, suddenly there was a gurgling sound in my stomach, which was really hungry.
He held his breath immediately, opened his mouth and bit down.
During the whole process, until she swallowed it, she did not dare to breathe, and the things in her mind became richer.
Roast duck, braised pheasant, pearl balls, roast pigeon, steak, braised pork...
For her now, those are really delicacies.
No way! She can't live this life, can't eat this salted pheasant every day, at least, she has to be able to live it with oil, right?
It seems that we have to make some money first, and solve the problem of food and clothing first. And the clothes, it will be cold immediately, can you not freeze to death in this clothes?
belch! Just thinking about it, a full hiccup came out.
Lin Xiaoye hurriedly covered her mouth and glanced at it in a blink of an eye. Fortunately, neither Huo Li nor Xiao Tuanzi found it.
I realized that I had already eaten three pieces of pheasant.
Just thinking about it, I saw that Huo Li had already put down his dishes.
"After eating, let it go. I'll go to wash the dishes later. By the way, change your clothes as well. I just took it to the river to wash it later."
After speaking, Lin Xiaoye quickly got up, went to the cupboard and took out a piece of small dumpling clothes, and planned to give him a bath later.
Huo Li frowned suddenly: "No need."
After speaking, Huo Li took his bowl, got up and went to the kitchen.
Lin Xiaoye was taken aback.
"It's really weird!"
Afterwards, Lin Xiaoye didn't feel much entanglement. He went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water and took a bath for the little dumpling. The body of the little dumpling was originally glutinous. After this washing, the whole body showed a smell of milk. , Don't mention how cute it is.
"Dumpling, let my mother kiss him."
Lin Xiaoye couldn't help but took a sip on Xiao Tuanzi's face.
Xiao Tuanzi blushed immediately and quickly lowered his head.
Mother kisses the dumplings!
At this moment, Huo Li saw this scene in his eyes, and suddenly a trace of doubt rose in his heart.
Lin Xiaoye? Today is indeed different.
After cleaning the house briefly, Lin Xiaoye took the clothes of the family, held the basin, and went to the river bank in accordance with the memory of the original owner.
In fact, the reason why she wanted to come out as soon as possible was to get familiar with the surrounding environment. After all, the memory of the original owner was only part of it, and she had to visit some places in person.
And she also wanted to see if there were any valuable things around here, such as herbal medicines, which could be sold at that time to supplement the household.
Just walking along the way, many people on the road stared at her with strange eyes and looked up.
Some even whispered.
"Hey, isn't that from Lao Huo's family? Didn't you dive yesterday? You can live today?"
"Don't you always say that good people don't live long, and evil people live for thousands of years? Isn't that the one who said it?"