Feng Jiuyan, a dual master of both Western and Traditional Chinese medicine in the 21st century, was "duang"-ed (a sound effect for a sudden impact) and forced to transmigrate to her previo...
Even the prisoner who was keeping an eye on their family couldn't help but gasp when he saw Feng Jiuyan take out eight eggs in one breath.
When the prisoners heard her say to beat three eggs into the dough and then fry an egg for each person, they almost picked up sticks and beat them up.
How extravagant!
Why do others live such a comfortable life in exile, while they live such a miserable life?
It's true that people have different fates. Comparing yourself with others makes you angry!
Song Chen quickly kneaded the dough and started to make noodles. Due to limited conditions, he could only make noodles as he pleased.
Feng Jiuyan saw that Song Chen was very skilled in making noodles and it was obvious that he was an expert at making noodles.
Each strand is clearly visible, delicate and well-proportioned. They are the size of silver threads, shining with an attractive luster.
After a while, the noodles were ready.
Feng Jiuyan gave Song Chen a thumbs up without hesitation, "The noodles you made are really good. They look delicious."
Song Chen looked a little embarrassed, "Haha, I just get better with practice. Miss Feng is definitely better than me."
The two of them had a business meeting to praise each other.
"Um, Miss Feng, let me light the fire and cook the noodles."
"Okay. You'll blanch the noodles, and then make the chestnut chicken soup left over from last night. Use the chicken soup as the soup base, and I'll fry the eggs. Oh, by the way, there are some green vegetables in the carriage. Blanch some of them, too."
After saying that, Feng Jiuyan walked back to the donkey cart and took out a bunch of green vegetables from the space. Song Ning was very diligent, he took the green vegetables directly and ran to the stream to wash them.
While Song Ning was washing vegetables, Feng Jiuyan heated up the leftover chicken soup from last night. Soon, Song Ning came running back with a basket of vegetables.
The little girl seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her face.
Afterwards, Song Ning was responsible for lighting the fire and Feng Jiuyan was responsible for frying the eggs.
The iron pan began to smoke. Feng Jiuyan used a spatula to scoop a spoonful of lard into the pan. The prisoner who had been secretly watching her frying eggs took a deep breath.
Extravagant! With that big spoonful of lard, they can cook for three or four days!
“Bang!”
Feng Jiuyan took an egg in each hand and knocked them into the iron pan at the same time.
“Sizzle~”
The iron pot sizzled and a strong aroma floated in the air, waking up the prisoners who were still sleeping, and many of them cursed.
"Fuck him, who is this wicked guy who started cooking before dawn and woke me up from my sweet dream!"
"I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep. I finally fell asleep, but was woken up by the smell a moment later. Damn it!"
"Wow, wow, I want to eat noodles too. I want to eat vegetable, egg and chicken noodle soup. Wow, wow, mom, dad, I want to eat too. Wow, wow, wow, wow~~"
"Eat an egg, eat it! We don't have that kind of luxury at home. You're crying here so early in the morning, but you can't even cry your throat out and get those damn egg noodles!"
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Under the jealous gazes of the prisoners, Feng Jiuyan fried five poached eggs.
The poached eggs exude an enticing aroma. Each poached egg is golden on both sides and looks crispy.
The fragrance also woke up the greedy cat in the carriage. Feng Jiuli circled around Feng Jiuyan with sleepy eyes, took a long breath of the fragrance with her little nose, closed her eyes and looked intoxicated, "Sister, the fried eggs smell so good!"
"Awoo, awoo, awoo~~" Huahua followed Feng Jiuli, also sticking her nose up to sniff around, almost drooling.
Feng Jiuyan smiled, "Of course. Is mother up yet? It's time to prepare breakfast."
"My mother got up. She was getting dressed and she came down soon."
"Okay, then go set the table and we'll get ready for breakfast."
"Okay!" Feng Jiuli was in high spirits, with a smile on his face. He and Song Ning worked together to set the table.
After a while, Feng Jiuyan and Song Chen put the noodles into large porcelain bowls, added chicken soup, a piece of green vegetables to each bowl, and finally a golden poached egg.
A bowl of noodles with good color, aroma and taste is ready.
There was just enough noodles for five people, just the right amount.
Five people sat around the dining table. Huahua anxiously used her front paws to scratch Feng Jiuyan, looking at her with a pair of wet eyes and making a very aggrieved cry.
Feng Jiuyan slapped his forehead and said, "Oh no, I forgot about you again."
Huahua: “…” Why is it always the one that gets hurt?
Has it ceased to exist?
Looking at Huahua's accusing eyes, Feng Jiuyan touched his nose guiltily, picked up Huahua, and returned to the carriage.
She closed the door of the carriage and entered the space with Huahua. She placed Huahua on a large lawn specially used for raising animals, so that even if she left the space later, Huahua could still stay in the space and would not be kicked out by the space.
Concentrating her mind, she took out a large steel basin from the villa. One basin was filled with spiritual spring water, and the other was filled with a large, steaming bone that was cooked, weighing four or five pounds.
Feng Jiuyan patted Huahua's head and said, "You eat here now, and I'll get you out later."
Huahua didn't even raise her head and was busy chewing the big bone.
Feng Jiuyan laughed and scolded, "You have no conscience!" Then, she left the space.
Just as he was about to step out of the donkey cart, he remembered that there was still a snorting, arrogant donkey that had not been fed yet. Feng Jiuyan quickly took out a sack of tender grass and corn kernels from the space, carried it on his shoulders, got off the donkey cart, and placed the tender grass and corn kernels in front of the arrogant donkey.
After serving the two masters, Lord Cat and Lord Donkey, Feng Jiuyan was finally able to return to the dinner table and eat chicken noodle soup.
I took a bite of the noodles first, which were chewy and smooth, and delicious. Then I took a bite of the fried egg, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, making me want to eat more.
On this slightly chilly morning, eating a bowl of steaming hot chicken noodle soup is simply one of the greatest pleasures in life!
The five of them were eating enthusiastically and sweating profusely.
The surrounding prisoners' eyes turned red with jealousy. They inhaled the aroma fiercely while gnawing on the hard black steamed bread in their hands.
This life is really unbearable!
After Feng Jiuyan finished eating the noodles, Song Chen and Song Ning rushed to wash the pots and pans. Feng Jiuyan didn't like washing dishes, so she didn't bother to be polite with them and let them wash.
She pulled Huahua out of the space before Feng Jiuli returned to the carriage. Huahua was also very satisfied with the meal, with a round belly. When it saw Feng Jiuyan taking it out, it licked Feng Jiuyan's palm in a flattering manner.
Soon, the exile team started on the journey again.
Feng Jiuyan and his family were sitting in the carriage, chatting happily, but they found that the donkey cart was not moving.
At this moment, a scream came from the front of the team.
"Ahhh! Sir, please stop hitting me. My leg was broken last night. Wuuuuuu~~~"