Zhou Qingyun did not go home for lunch. According to Zhou Cunzhi, who had returned from reporting to the police, his father had gone with the armed forces to arrest human traffickers.
Chen Suwen wasn't worried about Zhou Qingyun. How could a superhuman warrior who could ensure his safety in a zombie horde and fight off mutated plants and animals for several rounds possibly lose his life while fighting human traffickers?
Those human traffickers might have weapons, but weapons nowadays aren't as advanced as they are decades later. If Zhou Qingyun couldn't even avoid these, he would have died long ago in the early stages of the apocalypse.
Today's lunch was cold potato salad. The pheasant stew with mushrooms hadn't been stewed long enough, so Chen Suwen planned to simmer it over low heat until evening.
Because there are many people in the family, even when making shredded potatoes, Chen Suwen uses a basin. After blanching, she adds minced garlic, soy sauce, vinegar, cilantro, dried chili peppers, and other seasonings and mixes them together.
This is the North, not the South. There are no sour starfruit, no kumquats, and no lemons right now, so we can only use vinegar to make a cold potato salad.
Fortunately, this vinegar is of good quality. Although it doesn't have the fresh fruity aroma that comes with fruit salad, it still has a very mellow and fragrant flavor.
"Mom, when did you become such a good cook? This shredded potato is so delicious!" Zhou Cunzong said happily as he ate his rice.
Today I cooked millet and pumpkin porridge and corn grits porridge. These are the main ingredients for porridge in northern China. Rice porridge is less common.
For example, Guangming Brigade doesn't grow rice, so if they want to eat rice, they have to buy it, and the price isn't cheap.
Corn and millet only need to be planted in small plots of land or around houses, and can even be planted on dry land in the mountains. So although the yield is not particularly high, they are still staple foods for northerners.
Although wheat is the main crop in the north, it is still relatively difficult for them to get white flour.
There's nothing else to it, it's just that it's expensive.
Zhou Cunzong was eating millet and pumpkin porridge with shredded potatoes. Even though it was just a simple dish, he ate it with great relish.
"Isn't my cooking always delicious?" Chen Suwen sneered. The original owner's cooking skills weren't bad either, and the food she made was quite good. It's just that the original owner was reluctant to use ingredients when cooking.
They were reluctant to add oil, soy sauce, and vinegar. If their Brightness Brigade hadn't been relatively close to the sea, the original owner might not have even been willing to add salt.
Because Guangming Brigade is not far from the sea, and there are salt fields there, the price of salt is not expensive.
This was the only seasoning the original owner was willing to add.
Chen Suwen was very generous with the seasonings, whether it was oil, soy sauce, vinegar, or MSG.
Therefore, the food she makes tastes better.
Of course, even with very simple seasonings, her dishes are still delicious.
"Eat slower, are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"
Chen Suwen slowly drank a bowl of porridge, not particularly satisfied with the taste of the food.
She prefers rice porridge, and even things like eight-treasure porridge, she basically eats as a snack.
She generally prefers rice, occasionally eats dry rice, but most of the time she prefers porridge.
The porridge should be slightly thicker, not the kind that's so thin you can see your reflection in it.
"I'm full. You can clean up yourselves after you're done eating."
Chen Suwen stood up and ignored the others, going to the room to check on Zhou Ling, who hadn't woken up since falling asleep.
Zhang Ziping had previously said that Zhou Ling needed to rest because of her head injury and required several days of bed rest, so she could sleep whenever she wanted, as long as she was careful.
Chen Suwen went in and checked her condition, then reached out and held her hand, using her healing abilities to treat it slightly.
In her past life, she mostly used wood-based abilities and spatial abilities, and rarely used healing abilities. She had almost forgotten that she even had this ability.
After giving my daughter some treatment, I felt relieved to see her slightly rosy face.
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Zhou Qingyun still hadn't returned by evening, presumably because the operation to catch human traffickers wasn't over yet, and Chen Suwen didn't interfere much.
The mushroom and chicken soup that I simmered all afternoon was so delicious that this afternoon, all the neighbors around me couldn't help but grumble and complain, their mouths watering at the smell of the soup.
The children in the family are still clamoring for meat, but their parents are only giving them bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat.
Chen Suwen left a bowl of mushroom and chicken soup for Zhou Qingyun, and after it got completely dark, she stopped waiting for him and told everyone to go to sleep.
Chen Suwen lay in bed organizing the memories in her mind.
She was indeed reborn, traveling directly from Guangzhou in Guangdong Province to a production team in Qizhou, Shandong Province.
It wasn't that Chen Suwen disliked the countryside; it was just that she wasn't very good at farm work and didn't like doing those kinds of complicated farm chores.
In her first life, although she and Zhou Qingyun were orphans, they grew up in an orphanage and rarely did farm work.
Even if she later learned to grow vegetables and other things, it was because she had the advantage of her wood-type superpower, so she could grow a lot of crops without doing much heavy work.
In her previous life, she became a city dweller. Her husband and children all had jobs. Even without a job, she, an old lady in charge of the household, could eat and dress well without having to farm.
In this life, she was reborn as an old woman in the countryside, a change that she found difficult to accept.
You should know that in her previous life, she and Zhou Qingyun had a very rich old age. Their children all attended, and Zhou Qingyun's retirement pension as a national treasure-level engineer was a huge sum of money.
Chen Su asked her that the industries she had invested in were constantly sending her money, and that the technology they developed later was very advanced, so their retirement life would be much more comfortable than it is now.
Even when they are old and have difficulty moving around, they still have caregiver robots to take care of them.
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