The male protagonist of Kuaishuang is here again to ask for his name

Chapter 241
The second round of competition was over, and the theme of the third round was "Family Banquet", which seemed natural.

Home-cooked food—a small feast—a family banquet, shopkeeper Hu stroked his beard and glanced at Lin Yuan beside him with complicated eyes.

It seems that there will be another strong enemy!

There are more dishes for the family banquet, and the rule requires eight dishes. It's getting late today, so it's obviously not suitable. Hearing the news that the third round of the competition will continue tomorrow, everyone scattered in twos and threes, still unsatisfied.

Yan Ruyu stared at Lin Yuan's back for a long time, and then slowly started to tidy up.

She doesn't have many things, a burden is over.

Back at home at the foot of the mountain, Yan Ruyu lay on the bed in a daze for a while, then decided to get up and cook.

It didn't take long to travel, and one-tenth of the mission has been completed, which is gratifying and worth celebrating.

Yan Ruyu looked at the pile of wild vegetables in the kitchen and felt that something was missing.

He Lianjue has already returned to the General's Mansion at this moment, the mansion is still orderly, the dinner is ready, he nods, every delicate dish is brought up, he lifts up his chopsticks, still has no appetite, moves freely After a few chopsticks, he actually missed today's serving of boiled cabbage.

……

Yan Ruyu was glad that the original owner was a child who grew up in the mountains, and she couldn't be troubled by setting up a pheasant or digging a trap.

When the water in the pot boiled, she had already returned with a pheasant in one hand and mushrooms in the other, happily returning.

Pheasant stewed with mushrooms, nutritious and delicious, like it!

Pluck the pheasant, bleed and chop into pieces, heat the oil in the pan, add the chicken pieces and stir-fry, when the chicken changes color, add the onion, ginger and garlic, stir-fry a few times, then add soy sauce, salt and cooking wine, and finally find a few of anise.

The original owner is indeed a culinary idiot. The most luxurious place in the house is probably the kitchen. Unlike ordinary people who are reluctant to bear oil and sugar, she has all kinds of spices here, including oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and even a few cans of tea for seasoning. Although it is not What a good tea, but how can ordinary farmers keep such precious things in their homes?

After Yan Ruyu sold the jade pendant, she intensified her efforts to find more spices from the Western Regions.

The pharmacy and stall owners thought they were happier than Yan Ruyu after disposing of the overstocked goods that no one cared about, and kept shouting welcome to come back.

Yan Ruyu added more firewood with a smile, and after calculating that it was almost time, she added the washed and cut mushrooms on the side.

Smelling the delicious food, Yan Ruyu took a look at the empty home, and felt lonely for the first time in her fast-traveling career. The home is not big, but it seems that something is missing in the emptiness.

so quiet...

After all, it was an ancient night, so she wouldn't go out for a walk when she was full and had nothing to do, but staying at home was really boring. After thinking about it, she just turned over and lit the lamp.

Qinglian, who was guarding outside, regained her spirits—the master said that this woman was weird, and he had been guarding it for several hours, and he did nothing but eat steamed buns with the scent!In the middle of the night, is something finally going to happen?
Is it a carrier pigeon or a private party?

Just let him open his eyes and look carefully! !
After Yan Ruyu lit the lamp, she rummaged through the bottles and jars in the kitchen for a while, put a bunch of unrecognizable things on the white cloth, and squatted by the well in the backyard to wash them.

The moon is bright and the stars are thin, and in this place where only insects and birds are singing, Yan Ruyu scrubs those things that look like tree roots with a very serious expression.

Qinglian approached quietly, and then remembered the appearance of those things in her heart.

He nervously thought: Could it be poison?
(End of this chapter)