When I opened the cupboard, I found oil, eggs, a small piece of meat and a few handfuls of noodles. There were also a few steamed buns made of two-grain flour in the steamed bun basket.
Qin Wan was amazed. In this era, there were so many kinds of food. It seemed that Qin Huai had considerable power.
Qin Wan was so hungry that she took out a steamed bun and started eating it. She ate five of them before she felt full. Only then did she remember to cook.
She turned on the stove, put the kettle on, and began to knead the dough.
After kneading the dough, I let it rest. Then I took two eggs, cracked them, poured them into a bowl, and washed two tomatoes and cut them into cubes.
The water was boiling at this time.
Qin Wan lifted the water and put the pot on the stove. After a while, the pot was dry. He poured in oil. When the oil was hot, he poured in the egg liquid. When the omelet was almost done, he poured in the diced tomatoes, stir-fried them for a few times, and added hot water. While waiting for the water to boil, Qin Wan chopped a scallion into chopped green onions.
After the water boiled, put the noodles in and stir them with chopsticks. After a while, the noodles were cooked and Qin Wan sprinkled chopped green onions on them.
A pot of noodles is cooked like this. The red tomatoes, yellow omelet crumbs and green chopped green onions emit a spicy aroma. Just looking at it makes people salivate.
Qin Wan carefully filled a large bowl for himself and hid it in the corner of the cupboard. Then he filled a bowl for each person and brought it out.
While eating, Qin Wan changed his previous behavior of eating in small bites like a little bird, and ate noodles quickly. Although his action was not rude, Qin's mother still frowned. When she saw Qin Wan reaching for the meat buns again, she couldn't help but stop him with a chopstick.
"A bowl of noodles isn't enough to fill you up? You're such a big eater. Be careful that you won't be able to get married... Which girl can eat as much as you? Look at how soft she is..."
The meat buns she bought weren't for Qin Wan. Qin Wan was so good at beating people, he didn't need to eat meat buns. Instead, he was soft...
Qin Ruanruan had only eaten half a bowl of noodles. After listening to her mother's words, she swallowed a mouthful of rice, raised her swollen face, and spoke incoherently:
"Mom, please stop talking about my second sister. If you do, what if she gets angry again and threatens to run away from home? Will our family be laughed at by the neighbors?"
Hearing this, Qin Wan suddenly raised his head, slammed his chopsticks on the table, and stared at Qin Ruanruan with sharp eyes: "You still want to get beaten, don't you?"
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