Chapter 7 Decided to stay and cook in the kitchen
"Squeak~" The door was gently pushed open, and Jiang Ning walked out of the house silently.
Liu Mingan's house is not big, with three thatched houses, a main room, a kitchen, and a storage room filled with firewood, farm tools and other sundries. There is a small room next to the storage room, which is a toilet. A yard is surrounded by a fence, and several plots of land are divided in the yard to plant some vegetables. Jiang Ning saw at a glance that the bitter greens she had eaten for four meals were growing very well, with green leaves and thick stems, which looked pleasing to the eye.
The sky began to turn white, and a faint blush appeared on the horizon. Jiang Ning looked up and saw that the whole village was quiet. The mountains not far away were faintly visible, and one or two dogs could be heard barking occasionally.
All of this was in line with Jiang Ning's imagination of the countryside.
Jiang Ning looked for a while, turned back to the house, entered the kitchen, and filled a basin with water in the dim skylight to wash off the ointment on her face.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!" The sky was bright, and the chicken from yesterday called on time. Jiang Ning had no concept of time, and based on experience, she guessed that it should be around 7:30 in the morning.
It's okay, this chicken is quite sensible, Jiang Ning thought lightly, if it dared to start calling at five or six o'clock, Jiang Ning guaranteed to shake its head off.
Liu Ming'an, who was sitting at the table, was awakened by the crowing of a rooster. He rubbed his eyes, turned his sore and stiff neck, and subconsciously looked towards the bed. With just one glance, the remaining sleepiness disappeared completely.
There was no one on the bed!
There was only an opened quilt, scattered plywood and bandages on the bed. The living person who should have been lying here was missing.
Liu Ming'an took two steps forward, looking at the bed with a pale face.
Where is the person?
"Are you looking for me?" A cold female voice suddenly came from behind. It was Jiang Ning!
Liu Ming'an turned his head quickly, but the next moment he couldn't help but widen his eyes with disbelief.
The man with broken arms and legs was standing at the door of the kitchen at this moment, with his long hair untied and casually scattered, looking at him expressionlessly. The face that was disfigured by the iron was now white and clean, smooth as cream, with willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pointed nose and cherry lips, and a face as beautiful as a peach, a real beauty.
If it weren't for Jiang Ning's voice and the clothes she was wearing, Liu Mingan simply wouldn't dare to recognize this person.
Even so, the person who was still lying in bed yesterday was intact after just one night. This thing was too weird. Liu Mingan seemed to have his feet nailed. He stood there, looking at Jiang Ning, with unconcealable astonishment in his eyes.
Jiang Ning had anticipated his reaction. She walked to the other side of the table and sat down. She reached out and knocked on the table: "Sit down and talk."
Liu Ming'an sat down at the table in a daze. He had been observing Jiang Ning as she walked over. Then he found that she was moving freely and was a completely healthy person without any signs of injury.
"Miss Jiang Ning, your injury..." Liu Ming'an came back to his senses and spoke hesitantly.
Jiang Ning expected this question, and she had already thought about how to answer it: "I have a special physique, and my injuries heal quickly."
That's too fast, isn't it? Liu Ming'an couldn't help but think secretly.
Jiang Ning added: "I am different from ordinary people, so it is inevitable that I will be criticized, and may even be killed. Can you keep it a secret for me and don't tell anyone else that I have healed?"
Liu Ming'an nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Don't worry, Miss Jiang Ning, I will keep it a secret."
With his goal achieved, Jiang Ning looked at him and said softly: "Then I will live with you for the time being to hide from others. Thank you, Mr. Liu, for taking me in."
Liu Ming'an was stunned again. It seemed that something was wrong with the development of the matter. Didn't he plan to heal her and send her away?
Jiang Ning had been paying attention to his expression. Seeing this, she lowered her eyes slightly, lowered her voice, and said half-truthfully: "Mr. Liu, to be honest, I only remember my name, and I don't know anything else. I was injured before, but I don't even remember who my enemy is. I am penniless and homeless now. If you hadn't taken me in, I might have died on the roadside."
Sure enough, for a kind-hearted person, selling oneself to a poor person is a means that Liu Ming'an cannot refuse.
"Miss Jiang Ning, you can just stay here without worrying about it. Although my family is poor, one more person means one more pair of chopsticks. Don't worry about anything else."
This man was so easy to deceive. Jiang Ning's long eyelashes flickered: "Thank you, Master Liu."
Having made up his mind, thinking that they would have to live together for a while in the future, Liu Ming'an smiled: "Don't call me Master, I'm just a poor scholar, just call me by my name."
Jiang Ning nodded, and then heard him say: "Then I'll go cook first."
Liu Ming'an was about to get up, but Jiang Ning came behind him without knowing when, and held him down: "I'll go cook, I know how to cook."
"Isn't this bad?" Liu Ming'an wanted to refuse. "
There's nothing wrong with it. I'm living in your house for free, and it's my duty to do what I can."
The most important thing was that she didn't want to eat that bitter and astringent porridge anymore. Jiang Ning finished saying this in her heart, then turned around and went into the kitchen.
The kitchen has two doors, one leading to the main room, blocked by a cloth curtain, and one facing the yard. There was a large water tank outside the door in the yard. Liu Mingan came outside, scooped a basin of water to wash himself, and looked into the kitchen with concern. Seeing that Jiang Ning was very skilled in cooking, he was relieved. Jiang
Ning is indeed very good at cooking. She once took a chef's certificate because of a mission. But in modern times, electricity and natural gas are used, and firewood cooking is rare. Fortunately, she also has wilderness survival skills, so it is easy for her to start a fire. It's just that her hair is too long and there is no rubber band, so she was almost burned by the fire several times.
After washing two bowls of rice and putting them in the pot, Jiang Ning added a handful of firewood to let it burn slowly. She took the rice jar down from the top of the cupboard, went outside to get a basin of water to wash it clean, and then hung it out to dry for steaming. She turned back and added another handful of firewood, stirred the pot with a shovel, turned around and left the kitchen to pick vegetables in the yard.
When Jiang Ning came to the yard, the sky was already dyed with red clouds. Smoke rose from the village, and the sounds of chickens and dogs barking were heard one after another, mixed with the voices of men and women. The whole village seemed to have woken up from sleep with the sunrise.
The smell of fireworks in the world is the most soothing. Jiang Ning seemed to understand why there was the phrase "returning to the fields after disarming the army". Her heart suddenly became very calm at this moment.
Jiang Ning stood there for a while, then picked a few eggplants and peppers from the yard, pulled up a few onions, and when passing by the bitter green vegetable field, she paused, bent down, and took off two leaves that were almost as long as her arms.
This kind of green vegetable grows very well, and two leaves can fill a bowl. Although Jiang Ning ate it for four meals and had some complaints about it, in the final analysis, it was not the vegetable that was wrong, but the person who cooked it. With a little processing, this bitter and astringent green vegetable can also be a delicacy.
In addition, there is no harm without comparison. Making two different flavors with the same ingredients should be able to show off a little bit and let Liu Mingan realize how bad his cooking skills are.