Su Qingluan looked at the sky outside - she had only lit a fire and cooked some porridge when the thick fog outside gradually dissipated.

Trying hard to ignore the fact that her skills in lighting the stove needed further refinement, Su Qingluan could finally go to the chicken coop in the backyard to get eggs without worry.

At this moment, she heard footsteps behind her. She looked up and saw Yang, putting on her cloak as she walked towards them. She looked at Su Qingluan with a distressed look on her face. "Didn't I tell you to sleep a little longer? Why are you getting up earlier than usual?"

She peeked into the kitchen and saw that the fire was already burning brightly. Yang estimated that Su Qingluan would have been up for at least half an hour.

Su Qingluan smiled and shook her head: "You are all sick, how can I sleep well? Anyway, I woke up, so it won't matter if I wake up for a while. Besides, not sleeping well last night was an emergency. I can't do this every time. At worst, I can just go to bed early tonight."

Seeing that Yang was also going to help in the kitchen, Su Qingluan quickly shook her head: "Mother, please don't help me. I can handle it alone. Besides, like you said, if I get sick, won't our family be wiped out?"

As they were talking, Su Xueyan must have woken up as well. After waking up last night and finding herself in an unfamiliar environment, the little girl was still a little scared, so she could be vaguely heard calling for her mother and sister.

Yang sighed and said, "I'll go see the third girl. I'll leave this place to you." Then she turned around and went back to coax the child.

Su Qingluan then turned around and went to the chicken coop - the weather was cold, and in order to prevent the laying hens in the chicken coop from being frostbitten and frozen to death, Su Qingluan also added a layer of "quilt" for the chickens outside - of course, the Su family did not really have the luxury of using real cotton, but only used cheap and somewhat warm reed catkins and rags, plus a layer of windproof and waterproof oil paper.

Although it is simple, it is sufficient for use outside the chicken coop - after all, the hens have their own "fur" and live in a "dormitory", so they will not freeze to death even in the cold winter.

Thinking that everyone should ensure the intake of at least one egg, Su Qingluan touched five eggs.

This time, although Su Qingluan planned to make an omelet, compared to the simplest omelet that was made by adding flour and vegetables and then flattening it on a frying pan and baking it, Su Qingluan planned to make the omelet in the same way as a simple cake.

Returning to the kitchen, Su Qingluan first looked at the state of the porridge - since she had controlled the fire in the stove to the lowest level possible without it going out, the porridge had become thick and flowed slowly, but it was not bubbling.

Su Qingluan took advantage of this time to carefully separate the egg whites and egg yolks into two bowls, then added two parts of white water to the egg yolks and beat them thoroughly to form a light yellow liquid. She then added a ladle of flour and stirred thoroughly again. Finally, she mixed the flour and egg yolk liquid thoroughly to form two parts of light yellow semi-fluid.

In fact, different seasonings are added to these two portions of "white water" - one contains white sugar, and the other contains salt, a little black pepper and Sichuan pepper.

The sweet ones are naturally for younger brothers and sisters - children have no resistance to such fragrant and sweet food.

As for the salty ones, they are naturally for Su Guangfu and Yang, who don’t like sweet things.

As for herself - what a joke, foodies don't make choices. As a sweet tooth who also likes sea salt cakes, Su Qingluan said she wants them all!

In order not to waste extra ingredients, Su Qingluan decided not to sieve them - after all, it was just a patient's meal, so she didn't care much about the appearance.

Thinking of this, Su Qingluan picked up the bowl of egg whites, took a deep breath, and began to beat them.

Manual whisking is naturally not as efficient as the modern egg-beating machines. When Su Qingluan's right hand gets tired, she has to take a break and switch to her left hand - and by the way, she also has to pay attention to the order of whipping to prevent defoaming.

After it was fully beaten, Su Qingluan immediately took the porridge, which had been cooked into a very thick consistency, and put it aside. Then she immediately placed her non-flat frying pan on the stove and brushed a layer of oil on it.

The frying pan was an iron pan after all, so it needed to be preheated slightly. Su Qingluan took advantage of this preheating time to mix half of the meringue into the sweet egg yolk and flour mixture, stir thoroughly, and then put it into the frying pan.

Because Su Qingluan uses this frying pan frequently and takes good care of it, it has been "maintained". As long as it is used properly and preheated sufficiently before frying food, it can be made non-stick.

So Su Qingluan quickly made the eggs into omelets with both sides slightly burnt. And to prevent the omelets from being too big and filling everyone, especially the two little ones, at first glance, the omelets were only the size of a bowl. Even Su Xueyan could probably eat two.

In the end, Su Qingluan made more than ten sweet and salty egg pancakes each, but they were all the size of a palm, so Su Qingluan was not worried about not being able to finish them.

And because it is mixed with fully whipped meringue, the omelet tastes particularly fluffy and soft, and because the two sides are slightly browned, it is very chewy.

As expected, the omelet was immediately grabbed by the entire family. Even Su Xueyan and Yang, who hadn't slept well the previous night, ate quite a bit. Su Guangfu even had an extra sweet omelet, but he clearly preferred the savory variety, devouring six in one sitting.

Su Qingluan sat alone at the small low table brought from her room, watching the people at the main table eating enthusiastically, and felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart - it seemed that her improvement in taste was very successful.

After breakfast, Yang refused to let Su Qingluan clean up the dishes, saying, "Go to your room and rest! We can't go out to the market today anyway, so I can still wash a couple of dishes. If I can't, there's still your father!"

"Ah?" Su Qingluan was stunned. "My dad washes the dishes?"

"What's that expression on your face?" Yang said with a smile, "Your father can make furniture and repair houses, so what's so difficult about washing dishes?"

"..." That's true. Su Qingluan thought: The reason is very sufficient, and she couldn't refute it.

However, it was obvious that Su Qingluan was destined not to be able to take a peaceful nap in broad daylight - and in broad daylight after the recruitment notice had been posted.

She had just returned to her room, and before she even touched the bed, she heard someone outside calling out loudly, "Shopkeeper Su, Madam Su! Are you there? We're here to apply for a job!"

Su Qingluan jumped up upon hearing this: "Someone's coming!" And judging by the meaning behind the other person's words, it's very likely that he was one of the people who worked overtime at her place last time!

So she immediately walked out the door.