The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 31
"Cough, that, that, I heard from the salesman that it is connected to the stove, and when the fire is lit here, it will be hot inside, and it is very comfortable to sleep on it." Xia Wan said this with some longing Xia Wan grew up in a very small orphanage when she was young. It was not a public orphanage, but the dean’s mother made it herself. They were all picked children. The orphanage is in the northeast with four distinct seasons. , They lived in a bungalow again, and the memory of the kang and stove in the summer evening is very deep.

"What does it look like? Can you tell me? When we have money, we will make one for you." Zhao Ning knew the feeling of coldness from the inside out in spring. He heard that girls are particularly afraid of the cold. Would it be better if I bought this kang?

Xia Wan saw that Zhao Ning was really interested, so she broke off a branch and drew the structure of the kang on the ground. In fact, the principle is quite simple. Xia Wan explained it clearly, and Zhao Ning is very smart, so naturally I understand, "Well, I basically understand, it is almost a bed made of bricks, the empty part in the middle is used for heating the place where the smoke passes, and it is connected to the chimney, if it is possible to build a bed like this The heated bed will indeed be much more comfortable.”

"Although the winter here is not very cold here, it still snows. With this kang, you don't have to worry about coughing in the middle of the cold winter in the future. That's fine. None, we don’t have adobe bricks, and there is labor, although I know what’s going on with the kang, but I don’t know how to do it.” Xia Wan said that she is not omnipotent, and she is good at cooking , the whole team is pointing their mouths at her, but when it comes to this heated kang, Xia Wan expresses that there is nothing he can do.

"It doesn't matter. Let's talk about it later. Your craftsmanship is really good. This chicken soup and porridge is not bad." Zhao Ning added firewood to the bottom of the crock, and the smell of meat and rice was already coming out of it.

"Of course, don't you look at who I am, I'm a special..." Xia Wan subconsciously wanted to say that she was the number one chef in the special forces, but she swallowed it before she finished speaking. It's not me anymore, Xia Wan was a little silent for a while.

Zhao Ning was puzzled for a moment and didn't ask. He guessed that his little wife was different, maybe she had her own secrets, but who didn't have any secrets? Zhao Ning felt that if Xia Wan wanted to tell her, she would definitely tell her. If she didn't want to, she wouldn't ask.

Xia Wan took a look at Zhao Ning, fortunately Zhao Ning didn't continue to ask, otherwise, he would have to lie to him again, this Xia Wan is not good at it, but this is too tiring, one lie needs to be covered with more lies, Such a life is too tiring, and it is better to be silent than to cheat.

"The porridge is ready, didn't you say you want to make shredded chicken?" Zhao Ning lifted the lid and looked at it, and a stronger aroma came out, making his mouth salivate even for a person who doesn't care much about appetite.

"Yeah, it'll be ready soon." Xia Wan broke into a big smile, washed her hands, and began to tear apart the overcooked pheasant. A little salt can reveal the umami taste of the chicken. Sometimes the simplest method can also fully release the deliciousness of the ingredients. Of course, the ingredients must be fresh and high-quality, and this fresh pheasant is one of the best ingredients.

(End of this chapter)