Chapter 84
Putting a towel on the kitchen doorknob, Si Ningning took out a few shallots, dried them and cleaned them, cut them neatly into minced green onions, heated up the oil in a pan, and while the oil was hot, scooped up half a bowl of flour for later use.

The bamboo fungus left in the corner earlier was also turned out. She removed the top of the bamboo fungus, and tore the long white fungus into small strips and washed them for later use.

The oil temperature is [-]% hot, pour in the chopped green onion to burst out the fragrance, add water and wait for it to boil.

During this period, she turned on the faucet, controlled the water to be in a thin line, picked up the flour bowl and shook it clockwise, so that the pimples that came out were uniform in size and beautiful.

This is what Si Ningning learned from her grandmother.

When she was a child, she was a very picky eater, so her grandma used tomatoes and small rapeseed to make pimple soup for her. When the pimple soup was out of the pot, she added two drops of sesame oil. The color was beautiful and the taste was delicious.

At that time, she was a picky eater, and she could eat a big bowl.

However, there are no small rapeseed and tomatoes on hand at the moment.

The pimples came out, and the deep frying pan on the stove just happened to be boiling. While pouring the pimples into the pot, Si Ningning stirred them with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking together, and then added salt and chicken essence to mix.

Cover the pot and simmer for 5 minutes, then add the torn bamboo fungus and simmer for another 2 minutes.

Out of the pot!

It was supposed to add two more drops of sesame oil, but before unpacking the sesame oil, Si Ningning skipped this step. He lowered his head and smelled it. The hot air came with the fragrance, and the taste should not be too bad.

In this day and age, this bowl of pimple soup is still flour, which is already very rich and sincere.

Si Ningning let out a hiss and filled a lunch box full of pimple soup.

The lunch box is only that big, and there is still more than half of the pot left in the pot. Recently, I ate too rough at the educated youth restaurant. Facing a pot of delicious pimple soup, Si Ningning was a little tempted, thinking of the business, I should put the pot back on the stove.

Covering the pot and fastening the lunch box, Si Ningning walked out of the room with the small basket.

I was busy in the space for nearly 10 minutes, but actually less than 10 minutes passed outside.

With both feet on the ground, Si Ningning staggered a step forward, almost tripping over the fallen tree branch.

Standing still and taking a look, the branch was still straight.

In this case, bring it to you!
Neatly retracting the branches into the space, Si Ningning hopped back to the main road and trotted towards Chen's house.

The courtyard of the Chen family was clean and quiet. In the shadows in front of the house, a big man with broad shoulders was sitting with his back to the courtyard entrance.

Si Ningning recognized Huo Lang at a glance.

She freed her hand and patted the gate made of bamboo, "Comrade Huo Lang!"

The man turned his head when he heard the words, beads of sweat rolled on his sharp-edged face, his sleeves were bent, and his exposed elbows were strong and shiny.

Probably because of the heat and frequent wiping of sweat, the short hair on his forehead seemed to be pulled back.

The sense of sharpness is reduced, but there is more wildness and abstinence.

Si Ningning took half a step back as he stepped into the yard, suddenly a little embarrassed, "Um...well, where is your sister?"

"Falling asleep." Huo Lang raised his jaw slightly towards the main room, lowered his head and continued to repeat the movement of his hands, "I haven't compiled it yet, let's go back."

He is currently finishing the first mat, but that doesn't mean it will be ready for use right away.

After weaving the mats, they need to be scalded with hot water, and then exposed to the sun to dry, one is to remove green, and the other is to avoid insects.

Si Ningning walked to Huo Lang and squatted down, and saw how troublesome it was to weave the mat. He was grateful, but also embarrassed. If he wanted to ask Huo Lang to help weave the mat, he couldn't say it.

Off topic:
I saw a little cutie asking about the update time, here is the answer, every day at 0:[-] am on time and four times!
In addition, let me say a few more nonsense, the data during the pk period is really important, so, cuties, remember to make three consecutive rounds~~~
(End of this chapter)

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