Lu Lin quickly cleaned the skin off the three yams, chopped them up, and set them aside. He then poured the brown rice into the pot to cook.
Lu Lin hesitated for a moment, then opened a bag of rice from the convenience store, added a bowl of rice, and poured it in.
The rice at home was all brown rice, and there were small stones mixed in with it, which Lu Lin really couldn't get used to.
After the rice was half-cooked, Lu Lin added the yam and cooked it together...
In his previous life, many people thought that the rice sold on the market used too much chemical fertilizer and pesticide, and was too toxic. Lu Lin thought helplessly that it was better to be poisoned than to starve to death. Besides, if he didn't eat it often, it should be fine.
Living here, you need to be very active every day. If you don't eat your fill, you really won't have the energy to work.
Lu Lin didn't plan to keep the existence of the convenience store a secret for long; he intended to let the three Chen brothers gradually accept its existence.
Lu Lin glanced at the salt jar, then took out a bag of salt from the convenience store and poured some into the jar. Salt was very cheap in modern times, only one yuan a bag, but salt was very precious here, and buying and selling smuggled salt was a serious crime.
When Chen Xiaomi returned from the old hunter's house, the porridge was already cooked.
Lu Lin and Chen Xiaomai sat together happily drinking porridge, while Chen Xiaocai watched from the side with a sour face and her ears bright red.
The yam porridge was cooked until soft and tender, looking very appetizing. However, Chen Xiaocai had previously said that she would not eat yams, so although she was a little tempted, she held back and did not touch it.
Chen Xiaocai secretly glanced at Lu Lin, thinking: If Lu Lin invited him to eat, he would give him some face and eat with him. However, Lu Lin, that bastard, did not invite him, whether on purpose or not.
Lu Lin caught a glimpse of Chen Xiaocai's darting eyes out of the corner of his eye, and a mischievous thought crossed his mind. He deliberately ignored the child.
Lu Lin looked at Chen Xiaomai and asked warmly, "Is it good?"
Chen Xiaomai nodded, looking happy, and said, "It's delicious."
Looking at Chen Xiaomai, Chen Xiaocai cursed her stupid younger brother in her heart. Her third brother was really stupid. Whoever gave him food was a good person. He was easily bought off by a coward.
After delivering the chickens, Chen Xiaomi came in from outside the house.
"Would you like some porridge? There's some in the pot." Lu Lin greeted Chen Xiaomi warmly as she returned.
Seeing that Chen Xiaomai had drunk half of the porridge, Chen Xiaomi also felt hungry. She scooped out a small half bowl from the pot, stood by the stove, and slurped it down.
A glint of light flashed in Chen Xiaomi's eyes, and she felt a surge of surprise.
Chen Xiaomi never expected that putting mulberry leaves in porridge would taste so good. He had never believed Lu Lin's earlier claim that mulberry leaves were delicious.
After finishing one bowl, Chen Xiaomi ladled out another and drank it down, finally feeling half full.
The warm, thick rice porridge brought an indescribable feeling of happiness as it went down my throat.
Chen Xiaocai watched from the side, wanting to say something but hesitating.
Chen Xiaomi glanced at Chen Xiaocai and said, "Xiaocai, this is delicious! I didn't expect the coward to be such a good cook."
Chen Xiaocai: "..." Does it taste good? He hasn't tried it yet.
"Is it really that delicious?" Chen Xiaocai murmured.
Chen Xiaomi asked, somewhat confused, "You haven't had any yet?"
Chen Xiaocai blushed, but didn't explain anything. She ladled out a bowl of porridge and drank it.
Chen Xiaocai exclaimed in surprise, "It tastes amazing! I never knew you could make something like this with 'Tu Gun' (a type of medicinal herb). But how did that coward Lu Lin know about it? Nobody digs up 'Tu Gun' in the mountains!"
Chen Xiaocai's mind immediately started racing. Did the Lu family know that earthworms could be eaten this way? Even if they did, would they not say anything?
Chen Xiaocai thought to himself: If I knew, I wouldn't go around telling everyone. After all, food is scarce in winter, and if too many people know, there probably won't be any left to dig.
Chen Xiaocai secretly made up her mind to dig up more soil sticks. Grain had to be bought with money, but soil sticks could be found by digging. Every little bit saved was a little bit saved. Chen Xiaocai was very good at being thrifty and managing her household.
"Brother, the rice in this porridge seems a bit off!" Chen Xiaocai said after taking a couple of sips.
Chen Xiaomi hadn't had such delicious porridge in a long time, so she ate it rather quickly. She's a bit careless sometimes, and didn't immediately notice the difference. After she did, she was a little confused.
"It seems like there's polished rice mixed in. Where did that polished rice come from? Could it be that coarse rice was cooked with earthenware stalks, and that this process turns coarse rice into polished rice?"
Chen Xiaocai rolled her eyes, thinking to herself: How could that be?
"Perhaps it's his unique skill. I've heard that some skilled cooks in wealthy families can make very ordinary dishes taste delicious. I never expected him to be such a good cook. It's really strange that a man with such good skills is like this," Chen Xiaomi said.
In this era, men were superior to women, and men generally did not cook; cooking was a woman's job. Lu Lin's cooking skills were indeed beyond Chen Xiaomi's expectations.
The original owner of this body couldn't cook; her mother was always the one who cooked at home.
Lu Lin's skills are actually just average; he's just more knowledgeable and willing to put more things in his food.
Chen Xiaocai pouted and said, "This porridge is so salty! I'm afraid they put in a lot of salt. I'll probably have to buy more salt. What a waste of money."
Chen Xiaomi frowned, a hint of worry in his eyes. This was oil and salt; his new wife seemed a bit difficult to take care of. He'd better work hard to earn money.
Chen Xiaocai glanced at the salt jar, feeling a bit strange. There was still so much salt left; he clearly remembered that the jar was almost empty! Moreover, the salt was so fine! It seemed to be the kind used by wealthy families in the city; he thought his family should have used coarse salt!
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