"Then I will ask Dalang to return the bamboo tube to you tomorrow morning."

As Qin Yao left with the oil and salt, she thought to herself, this peddler couple are pretty nice people.

When they arrived at the village well, the four Liu brothers and sisters immediately surrounded her, looking excitedly at the bamboo tube and banana leaf in her hands. They smelled the vegetable oil and their stomachs growled as they were already starving.

Qin Yao raised her chin and said, "Let's go home and cook."

The four brothers and sisters nodded in unison, their eyes sparkling, and trotted all the way home, especially looking forward to today's dinner.

As soon as he got home, Dalang replaced the original ceramic bowl, took out another one, covered it with straw, and planned to use it to hold the eggs.

Even though they drooled at the sight of eggs, they never thought of eating them.

If you save up this precious stuff and sell it for money, you can buy more brown rice and have more meals.

So, Dalang excitedly went to the kitchen to find Qin Yao with a bowl padded with straw.

Just as he was about to speak, his eyes widened instantly!

Qin Yao skillfully cracked three eggs, put them into boiling water, stirred them with chopsticks, sprinkled a handful of salt, added a drop of vegetable oil, and finally added a handful of wild onions that she had just caught by the river. In an instant, an extremely tempting and fresh fragrance hit her face!

Liu Dalang, who couldn't remember the last time he had eaten meat, swallowed hard.

Then, he poured out the straw in the bowl without hesitation.

The four brothers and sisters gathered around the stove, staring at the egg soup boiling in the pot, flashing a faint green light.

Qin Yao could clearly hear the sound of slurping saliva coming from behind her. Her stomach also became uncontrollable and made a loud "gurgling" sound.