Even if I add the twenty-plus years I lived in my previous life, I am still a rookie.
I don't have a lot of experience, nor do I have any thrilling experiences. The biggest thing that happened to me was probably the car accident.
Faced with these increasingly serious changes, Wen Xi felt only confusion and despair.
So when she returned to the embroidery shop like a ghost, she almost scared Ye Erniang.
Is this still his eccentric apprentice?
Why does it feel like it's about to disappear?
I felt something was wrong, so I quickly sent the customers away and locked the door. I closed the shop early.
With a worried look on his face, he held Wen Xi's hand and walked towards the backyard:
"What's wrong? Why is this happening after just one trip home? Did something happen at home? Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have gone back with you this time."
Wen Xi moved her mouth but still shook her head.
When Ye Erniang saw her like that, she knew that this matter was probably not a small matter.
For someone who isn't even afraid of seeing himself kill someone to lose his composure like this, it must be a big problem.
Ye Erniang said sincerely:
"Master is all alone in this world, without any connections. Now, you are the only person close to me. If anything happens to you, you must tell me. I will definitely help you."
Wen Xi looked at his master in confusion, thinking that no one could help him except God.
But looking at Master's expression, I still felt very benefited. If I were to say that the affection I gained in this world was given by the Mao family, then friendship would definitely be given by Ye Erniang.
Although the two are very different, they are very compatible.
From past lives to this life, he is your only compatible friend.
Therefore, the two of them got along very easily. Although Ye Erniang knew that Wen Xi was a child, she couldn't help but treat her as a friend sometimes.
Wen Xi had a strong desire to confide in Ye Erniang, and of course she complied with this desire.
The source of the information was not disclosed, but the general situation of the famine was told to her.
When Ye Erniang heard the news, she was stunned for a long time.
She even felt that she should laugh because the news itself was ridiculous.
But she couldn't laugh, because when she looked into Wen Xi's eyes, she believed in her heart that what Wen Xi said was true.
Ye Erniang smiled bitterly:
"It seems I can't really help you with this. But... let's live every day as long as we can! Let's live our best. We should respect what life has given us."
Wen Xi was surprised:
"Master, you actually believe what I said? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"It's ridiculous, but I believe you. So... what do you think?"
"Well, besides storing more food, I don't know what else to do. Oh, by the way, Master, I want to learn some self-defense skills. I wonder if there is a martial arts school here?"
Ye Erniang shook her head:
"There's a martial arts gym, but you can't go because they generally don't accept women. How about this! Starting tomorrow, get up at 1:00 AM every morning and practice with me?"
Wen Xi was surprised:
"Train with you? You know martial arts? How come I don't know?"
Ye Erniang despised:
"You sleep until noon every day, how would you know? I don't know anything either. How can I handle the work of a yamen runner without some skills? I just practiced for a while. Later, I got used to it. I practiced for a while every morning, and I felt refreshed."
"What kind of martial arts did you learn? Do you have internal energy? Can you fly?"
"Have you listened to too many books? There's no such thing as internal energy in the world. Flying is even more out of the question. At best, those with good skills are as light as a swallow. Stop imagining that and go cook. I've been starving these past few days."
Wen Xi came to the kitchen with regret, her dream of becoming a martial arts hero died before it even began.
In order to eat more delicious food in the limited time, Wen Xi prepared to bake some oil cakes today.
This is a kind of pancake I ate when I was a child, similar to hand-pulled pancake. One characteristic is that it is very oily, but also very fragrant.
Especially when using lard, mixed with salt and green onions, after it was fried, Ye Erniang, who was strolling around and not going back to the house, was so greedy that she couldn't wait and kept urging Wen Xi to be ready.
While watching the pancakes, Wen Xi took out a piece of pickled cabbage, rinsed it, and cut it into shreds.
After the last pancake is out of the pan, the pan is still greasy, so put the chopped pickled cabbage in and stir-fry for a few times. When the aroma comes out, it is ready to be served.
Ye Erniang couldn't wait to pick up the basin of pancakes and go back to the house, her mouth watering.
Of course, the neighbors were also drooling because the smell of this cake was so strong.
The greasy aroma of the oily pancake, paired with the sourness of the pickled cabbage, rolled together, was truly indescribably delicious. Ye Erniang almost couldn't bear to think back to the famine, fearing it would ruin the future of her cuisine.
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