Feng Jiuyan watched the carrier pigeon leave. After making sure that there was no one around, he flashed into space and teleported back to the donkey cart.
I fell asleep immediately and had a dreamless night.
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The next morning.
Feng Jiuyan and his family woke up quietly to the sound of gongs blasted by the officials.
Feng Jiuli sat up and opened his eyes dazedly. He saw that there were fewer things in the carriage, which frightened him awake instantly.
His first reaction was that he had been robbed, but after seeing the calm expressions on his mother and sister's faces, he realized that it was probably his sister who had taken the things away again.
There must be a reason why his sister did this, and he didn't need to ask too much.
It was autumn, and it was a little chilly in the morning. Feng Jiuyan planned to cook some meat porridge in the morning. Drinking a bowl of steaming porridge would warm her body.
Seeing that the brother and sister Song Chen and Song Ning also reciprocated the favor, Song Ning would stand up many times when her mother and brother were in danger, Feng Jiuyan simply packed breakfast for both of them.
Anyway, with these two hard chores, she no longer has to do the pot-washing and dishes that she hates.
It's just a few meters, why not do it?
Feng Jiuyan took the iron pot and went for a walk by the stream. Song Ning wanted to follow her, but was rejected by her.
Arriving at the stream, Feng Jiuyan took advantage of the fact that there were few people around and no one was paying attention to him, and filled the iron pot with diluted space spiritual spring water, put the washed rice into the pot, and then carried the pot back to the resting place leisurely.
Song Ning and Feng Jiuli had already lit the stove. After Feng Jiuyan put the iron pot in the stove, he began to cut some diced beef, diced yam, and vegetables.
She quietly stored the meat she bought yesterday in her space to preserve it. Now when she took it out, the meat was still very fresh.
He added some ginger to the diced beef, and then poured some cooking wine and pepper into the marinade. After thinking for a while, Feng Jiuyan took out a bag of cornstarch from his "messenger bag".
She has replaced the packaging of cornstarch, and the original plastic packaging bag has been replaced with oil paper.
Pour some cornstarch into the beef and marinate it.
Soon, the porridge in the iron pot was almost cooked. Feng Jiuyan poured the ingredients into the pot one by one, and finally added the right amount of salt and oil, and a pot of fragrant beef, yam and vegetable porridge was cooked.
Six large bowls were scooped out, one bowl each for Feng Jiuyan's family of three and a cat, plus Song Chen's brother and sister.
Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu came over after smelling the fragrance, each holding a large bowl and staring eagerly at the porridge in the pot.
Feng Jiuyan glanced at the two of them unhappily, "Next time when you work, please be as active as when you eat for free."
Zhang Chong was a bit thick-skinned. He handed the empty bowl to Feng Jiuyan and said with a smile, "Okay! I'll try to catch up next time I work!"
Zhang Xiaowu had a serious face, "Uh, me too."
Feng Jiuyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She scooped a large bowl of porridge for each of them, and the pot was just empty. She raised her eyebrows and knocked on the pot with a spoon, "Hey, Master Zhang, you just caught up with the work."
Zhang Chong was also straightforward, "It's a piece of cake! After I finish this bowl of porridge, I'll go wash the pot."
"Hmph, that's more like it." Feng Jiuyan snorted and laughed.
Without saying anything more, she started drinking her porridge.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Song Chen and his sister, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu felt amazing. It seemed that all the fatigue from the whole day's journey was swept away and they felt much more energetic.
Only Madam Feng, Feng Jiuli and Huahua were not surprised by this magical feeling.
Zhang Chong kept his word and picked up the pot, picked up the bowls of Feng Jiuyan and the others, and took them to the stream to wash. When he brought the pots and pans back, Zhang Chong reminded Feng Jiuyan, "Miss Feng, next time you have food, call me, and call me when you need work."
It's not his fault that he's greedy, it's because the food cooked by Feng Jiuyan is so delicious, even the boiled water is the best to drink. Ever since he ate the food she cooked, he felt that the food cooked by others was bland and tasteless, not as good as hers at all.
Feng Jiuyan smiled brightly, "We can have a meal together, I just ask the two Master Zhangs to take good care of my family."
Zhang Chong waved his hands and said generously, "That's easy. Hehehe~~" He had a smile on his face, kind eyes, and was white and plump, just like the Maitreya Buddha.
After Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu left, Feng Jiuyan packed up their things and fed Tsundere Donkey and Huahua, the exile team had not yet started their journey.
She felt a little strange because she hadn't seen the little beggar all morning. It was unlikely that he would give up in the face of difficulties. He might be planning some bad tricks again.
Since the little beggar was not an exiled prisoner, he was free to come and go, and no officials monitored his whereabouts.
Soon, the exile team started on the journey again.
After walking for a whole afternoon, they finally stopped to rest. Thanks to the continuous walking, everyone was warm all over.
Feng Jiuyan set up the pot and prepared to start cooking.
While cutting vegetables, Zhang Chong and Zhang Xiaowu held their own bowls. Zhang Chong held a slaughtered pheasant in his hand, baring his big white teeth, "Miss Feng, I'm here to get back to work. Here, this is a pheasant I just hunted. I brought it to you. Let's have chicken for lunch."
Feng Jiuyan raised an eyebrow. He didn't come empty-handed this time. He was quite knowledgeable.
Afterwards, she instructed Zhang Chong to chop the chicken, Song Ning and Feng Jiuli to light the fire and cook, Song Chen to wash the vegetables and mushrooms, and Madam Feng to set the table.
Zhang Xiaowu volunteered to take on the job of feeding the arrogant donkey and ordered his officers to bring some hay for feeding the horses. However, the arrogant donkey didn't even look at it.
Before Feng Jiuyan bought the Tsundere Donkey, it was already picky about food. After Feng Jiuyan bought it, it became even pickier after being fed with the fruits and vegetables that were abundant in the space, the tender grass with dewdrops, and the spiritual spring water in the space.
Zhang Xiaowu had no choice but to order his men to cut some tender grass with dew on it. The arrogant donkey then ate it reluctantly with a look of disdain.
Zhang Xiaowu: “…”
It is worthy of being Feng Jiuyan’s mount, it is different from others.
Soon, three dishes and a soup were ready: pork belly with bell pepper, beef stir-fried with shredded ginger, wild vegetables, and a pot of pheasant soup. Each dish was very filling.
The table was filled with delicious dishes, the fragrance drifted in the air, and many prisoners stared at the table with green eyes, eagerly.
Some children were so shocked by the fragrance that they cried. They rolled on the ground and begged their parents to come forward for food.
The parents slapped their children and glared at them. They didn't even look at who the other person was, and dared to ask for it.
Several people finished all the dishes, divided the work and quickly cleaned up the pots and pans.
There was still a long time before departure, so Feng Jiuyan and his family climbed onto the donkey cart and rested for a while.
“Boom boom boom!”
"Get up, everyone, get up, let's set off immediately!" The officers beat gongs and drums to remind all the prisoners that it was time to pack up and set off.
Feng Jiuyan opened the small window on the carriage, looked out, and saw that pitiful figure again.
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