Chapter 12

Then he walked out of the small kitchen and looked outside. The yard outside was very small and was surrounded by simple bamboo fences. Although it was said that there were neighbors around, in the 21st century, Gu Xiaowan was used to living in the reinforced concrete room with anti-theft doors. Gu Xiaowan was really aware of such simple accommodation conditions in ancient times

There was some drumming in my heart. In any case, I will live in the high wall courtyard in the future.

That's the plan for the future. The current idea is to fill your stomach first.

Gu Xiaowan went back to the kitchen and worried about the little sorghum noodles.

Gu Ningan also followed in, he has been looking at Gu Xiaowan's face, a relaxed, nervous, Gu Ningan also followed worry.

"Nothing to eat at home?" Gu Xiaowan couldn't believe it, so he opened his mouth and asked.

Gu Ningan nodded and scratched his head with some embarrassment: "well, sister!" During this period, Gu Xiaowan was in a coma. These children were afraid of Gu Xiaowan's accident and worried about Gu Xiaowan's illness. They never went out at all during this period of time and stayed at home looking at Gu Xiaowan.

Gu Xiaowan took Gu Ningan to sell the firewood he picked up and bought a few Jin of sorghum noodles. Gu Ning'an saves some food. That's all.

Last night, Gu Xiaoyi secretly ate this sorghum paste on her back. Maybe it was something else that was boiled black.

Gu Xiaoyi looks at the earthen stove, which is connected with the Kang. The earthen stove is built of adobe bricks. There are two cooking pots on the bottom and two cookers on the top, but the inside is interlinked. If you burn a stove, you can heat another pot. The two pots share a wooden lid, which is tied with a thread. It's a handle.

There is also a kitchen broom. Gu Xiaoyi saw it in the countryside when he was a child. However, the broom at that time was quite different from that of thousands of years ago. Now the broom in Gu Xiaoyi's hand is made of sorghum millet.

There is also a dark brown porcelain pot with a little salt in it. There is also a crude porcelain pot, which should be an oil tank, but there is not a drop of oil in it. This family, except this little salt, really can't find a second seasoning.

Then, there is a kitchen knife, a long wooden spoon for cooking. I don't know how many years it has been used.

Gu Xiaowan looked around and could only say, "Ning'an, help your sister make a fire."

Gu Ningan sighed. Then the two pieces blocked in the stove were taken down. There are some dark fires in the stove to keep the fire from going out. A few burned firewood were put in the stove the night before, and the Kang could be warmed. However, because the wood was not enough, only a few bricks could be put at the stove to make the fire not so prosperous.

When there was a spark, it was much faster to make a fire. Gu Ningan lost some sorghum poles and the fire started.

Gu Xiaoli scooped the pot and opened the two water brushes.

When the pot was cleaned and the dirty water was scooped out, Gu Xiaowan added some ladle water to the iron pot inside, and some to the discount pot outside. The water in the pot inside will be used for drinking, washing hands and washing face. The pot outside is smaller and will be used for cooking and cooking.

Gu Xiaowan has seen this kind of stove. When she was a child, her grandmother used this kind of stove. In the past, the small stove outside was used for cooking, and the big one inside was used for cooking. In the evening, the big stove inside is cleaned up and filled with a pot of water. When cooking, the water in the pot will boil. It's very convenient to drink, take a bath and wash your hands and face.

Gu Xiaoyi took a wooden basin and poured out the sorghum noodles in the broken sack. Until there was no residue in the sack, Gu Xiaowan did not give up. It's estimated that some dust has been photographed.

Then, after the water in the pan boiled outside, Gu Xiaowan put the sorghum noodles into the pot with a wooden spoon, and then kept stirring with the wooden spoon.

When he was about to get better, Gu Xiaowan said to Gu Ningan: "Ning'an, don't put firewood."

Gu Ning'an said, and took down the firewood he intended to put in his hand. There is still a fire in the stove. I used a bamboo as a firestick and pulled several times in the stove. Then he got up and came to Gu Xiaowan.

Gu Xiaowan was also a gourmet lover in his previous life, commonly known as eating goods. Food from all over the world, flying in the sky, running on the ground and swimming in the water, have all been eaten. Not only can eat, but also has a good cooking skills. In the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, when not busy, Gu Xiaowan would invite some good friends to eat in his own house. Gu Xiaowan cooks the food and bites off the tongues of those people in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Therefore, Gu Xiaowan's cooking is not covered.

Just like now, Gu Ning'an looks at Gu Xiaowan in a daze and concentrates on muddling. On weekdays, he feels that he can make a special muddle in his sister's hands, just like a pediatrician. Gu Xiaowan is like a juggler. The paste in the pot is very different from what he and Gu Ningping did yesterday.

Can't help but have some doubts: "sister, you do today sorghum flour paste, how so good-looking?" Gu Xiaowan used to be unable to make such a good-looking sorghum flour!Gu Xiaowan's heart cluttered for a moment, and the wooden spoon stirred in his hand stopped for a moment, and the secret channel was broken.

She is now an eight year old. How can she make such a delicious food. Although the simple sorghum noodles are not as good as she said, the younger brothers and sisters who used to eat the black sorghum noodles have no doubt.

However, if she wanted to eat the black sorghum noodles in the future, she would not want to eat any more.

Gu Xiaowan thought for a moment, pretended to be indifferent and said, "is it? Good looking? My sister thinks it is not only good-looking, but also delicious! When my sister was in a coma, her dream was full of all kinds of food. When I looked at it, I wanted to eat it, but I couldn't eat it. So I tried my best to see how others did it. It seemed that I realized something. "

Gu Ning'an thought for a while and thought that it was also true that her sister had never had a rest from dawn to going to bed before. She was really too busy and kept busy every day.

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