Pastoral peasant girls all over the world

Chapter 60 Cooking 1
Mu Sixi opened Chu Lv's hand angrily, trying to pass by.

But Chu Lu grabbed her, gently took the weeds and flint from Mu Sixi's hands, and then came to the stove.

"Wipe," the fire ignited with one click, and Mu Sixi was dumbfounded, so what did she do there by herself a few times.

Curling her lips, Mu Sixi had to admit that ancient people would still use this ancient thing.

At this time, the fire in the stove was also hot, Chu Lu put the dead branches and wooden sticks into the stove, then turned around and looked at Mu Sixi and said, "Xi'er, why are you standing there stupidly? famous."

It was only then that Mu Sixi came to his senses, and ran over in a tick-tock, added a few ladles of water to the pot, and poured the rice down.

Don't look at Chu Lu's vain looks, and when he rescued him, he was dressed in a luxurious look, but it's not a cover for the fire.

He was good-looking and imposing. Mu Sixi was supposed to cook, but he couldn't stand someone who had a strong sense of presence. Mu Sixi almost made a mistake several times.

For example, he didn't use a shovel to shovel the rice, and it almost boiled in the raw pot. In short, Chu Lu always made mistakes in this kitchen and Mu Sixi.

In the end, Mu Sixi couldn't take it anymore. If Chu Lu continued to stay in the kitchen, the guy wouldn't have to eat tonight.

Mu Sixi walked over, grabbed Chu Lu's uninjured shoulder and said dissatisfiedly, "Get out, I'm always making mistakes when you're here."

Chu Lu opened his evil eyes and smiled, "Is Xi'er indirectly saying that I am attractive?"

Seeing Chu Lu's blinding smile, Mu Sixi blushed once again and her heart beat faster.

Mu Sixi glared at Chu Lv with puffed round cheeks, "You are a narcissist, you are quite narcissistic."

Chu Lu smiled, added some firewood to the stove before standing up, approached Mu Sixi's face and said, "The water is boiling."

Mu Sixi came to her senses in a flash, walked back to the stove to look at it, and shoveled it with a shovel.

Seeing that Mu Sixi was busy, Chu Lu said, "Call me if there is no fire in the pot," and walked outside.

Mu Sixi ignored him, and scooped out the flour from the bag, put it in a basin, mixed it with water, kneaded the flour, kneaded it into a dough, and put it on the stove to ferment. The temperature on the stove is high, and the fermentation will be faster , After the porridge is cooked, the buns can be steamed.

Now when Mu Sixi thinks of that meat bun, his mouth waters.

Now the conditions at home are limited and there are no condiments. Mu Sixi is not discouraged. He takes out the pork, first cuts it into slices, and then minces the meat with pepper and ginger.

After finishing the meat and the porridge, scoop the porridge into a basin and put it aside to cool, then wash the pot again, scoop up water and put the steaming lid on.

Seeing that the flour was almost fermented, Mu Sixi came to the stove, added some firewood to the pot, watched the fire blazing, and then went to wash his hands and start making buns.

Half a basin of flour was wrapped up by Mu Sixi in a short while, and all of it was put on the pot to steam. Fortunately, the pot in this old house is quite big, otherwise it might not be able to steam it.

At this time, Mrs. Liu came to the kitchen from the outside, holding a large handful of vegetables in her hand, besides the vegetables, there were also several potatoes.

Mu Sixi's eyes lit up, and she hurried forward to meet her.

"Mother, where did this dish come from?"

Mrs. Liu put the dishes on the chopping board, and said softly to Mu Sixi, "Aunt Chrysanthemum came here just now, she sent it here, and she has a heart, she has helped our family a lot these years, hi Son, you will have to repay them well in the future."

(End of this chapter)