Chapter 36

For a doctor, this is heaven.

“My God, happiness comes too suddenly!”

In addition to the mountain incense, there are also dandelions all over the mountains.

Pick the dandelions, mix them with cornmeal, and make them into steamed corn bread, which is soft and chewy.

She was as excited as a sheep that was released after being kept in a pen for a month.

Jiang Sui couldn’t stop her hands from moving. In her eyes, these dandelions and osmanthus fragrans were like food coupons.

“hiss–“

After picking half a basket of Geshanxiang, Jiang Sui suddenly felt a sharp pain in her fingers.

She stretched out her hand to look, and felt something prick her hand.

The red blood immediately gathered into the size of soybeans and was about to drip down.

Jiang Sui quickly opened the water bottle and cleaned it.

The wound was not caused by a thorn, but just a scratch.

She looked around carefully and found a kind of purple flower in the grass. The leaves had thorns that could easily hurt people.

“Zhicao, I thought it was something else. Now that I have discovered it, come home with me.”

Lithospermum officinale is also a medicinal herb, but it is cold in nature and should be used with caution.

But one thing is that it can not only be used as medicine, but also as a seasoning.

Most of the peppers nowadays are spicy and eating too much can easily cause a sore throat.

It just so happens that Lithospermum officinale has a cooling nature and can effectively suppress the spiciness.

The combination of yin and yang can not only enhance the freshness and fragrance of peppers, but also neutralize the spiciness of peppers.

Of course, this was not just Jiang Sui’s sudden idea.

She accidentally bought a bottle of delicious chili sauce in the supermarket. Normally, she has a strong taste for spicy food, but due to her work, she also has some chronic stomach problems.

However, after eating the hot sauce that time, I didn’t feel any burning sensation in my stomach. Out of curiosity, I studied the ingredients and found that some cold Chinese herbs had been added to it.

This thing can not only be used to stir-fry vegetables and noodles, but it can even be used to braise duck and even make hot pot.

When the time comes, plant some Rehmannia glutinosa and buy some Monk Fruit at the market one day.

While enhancing the flavor of the chili sauce, it can also produce a layer of gastrointestinal protective mucosa.

Jiang Sui was so happy that she was going crazy.

She praised herself: “I am really a lucky god. Thank you to all the fans for sharing. God has been kind to me.”

She used to record her life on the platform, and from time to time there would be some fans sharing.

She gained a lot from sharing.

Unexpectedly, it would come in handy one day.

Jiang Sui reluctantly went down the mountain only when the basket on his back could no longer hold any more.

When Song Sichen came back in the evening, he found a few more children gathered in front of his house.

The leader among them was the boy who drank up the ginger noodle soup.

Several children were waiting outside the door eagerly, staring towards the kitchen with shining eyes.

It was as if they were waiting for disaster relief grain from the imperial court.

The past scenes once again sounded the alarm in his mind, and Song Sixen put down the farm tools with a calm expression.

The man walked to the door, under the expectant gazes of the children—

He closed the door of his house expressionlessly.

How many children:? ?

Song Sichen stopped beside the well, drew a basin of cold water, and washed his face roughly.

He rolled up his trouser legs, sat on the bench outside, found a corn stalk, and cleaned the dirt off the hoe.

Jiang Sui’s movements in the kitchen could be clearly seen from the yard.

She cooked a pot of chili sauce in the afternoon.

Although I haven’t bought the monk fruit yet, the taste is almost the same.

The chili sauce needs to sit overnight to develop flavor, but the leftover soup can be put to good use.

Before Jiang Sui went out, she took out the pork tenderloin and cut it into thin slices.

She used the back of a knife to slice the meat into thin slices, and when she picked up the slices with chopsticks, they seemed to be able to let light through them.

After beating it thinly, rinse it with egg liquid again and place it in a small bowl next to it for later use.

Only after the entire piece of tenderloin had been processed in this way did Jiang Sui light the fire again and add water to the pot.

The remaining chili base in the pot was boiling, and Jiang Sui put the meat slices in and added some green vegetables.

After a while, the fragrance mixed with the curling smoke drifted away.

The dish came out of the pot perfectly and Jiang Sui fished out the meat slices.

She washed the ribs that she had marinated at noon and put them into the pot.

Water and processed incense were added, and more wood was added to the firewood in the kitchen.

The fire suddenly burned more vigorously.

The dough kneaded at noon had already risen. Jiang Sui took out the dough, put it on the chopping board, and rolled it flat with a rolling pin.

In just over ten minutes, noodles of consistent thickness are cut evenly.

The noodles are put into the remaining soup from boiled meat, and the bowl contains the reserved toon shoots.

Jiang Sui quickly fried a few eggs.

She rarely cooks so efficiently.

So much so that Song Sichen always sneered at the dark dishes she had made before.

The man stopped only after his hoe had been rubbed clean by the corn stalks.

He looked up at the smoke rising from the kitchen, and suddenly he seemed to have a real sense of home.

Work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

Song Sichen stood up somewhat awkwardly. He walked into the kitchen and saw the eggs.

None of the things in the frame moved, and the man was a little surprised.

“You didn’t use the eggs we distributed at noon, so where did these come from?”

Jiang Sui didn’t stop what she was doing, and kicked the bench next to her: “Are you done? Sit down and help light the fire.”

It was rare that Song Sichen did not resist.

He watched Jiang Sui stirring the soup in the pot.

The moment you open the lid of the pot, the steam rises!

The aroma of the spare ribs mixed with the delicate soup wafts in the air.

Song Sichen didn’t eat much at noon, and after working all afternoon, his appetite was instantly aroused.

“As a human being, you can’t just focus on the present. They’ve exploited me for so long, so what if I take a few eggs from them?”

There were a lot of people and it was quite chaotic.

Although it is said to be divided in half, who would count the eggs one by one?

Everyone was about to leave, and the eggs were placed in the outermost basket, so Jiang Sui just picked up three or five of them.

Song Sichen was dumbfounded.

Sure enough, every evildoer will receive his due punishment.

He shouldn’t have underestimated this woman. The three men from the Jiang family weighed nearly 500 pounds combined, but they were still not enough for her to beat.

Seeing that Jiang Sui added less salt to the pork ribs soup, Song Sichen added fuel to the fire.

About ten minutes later, the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of fresh soup.

Jiang Sui took out the noodles with a smile and took the bowl and chopsticks.

“The soup is ready, wash your hands and eat.”

Song Sichen was already starving, and when he saw the bowl of noodles, his eyes widened.

But after washing his hands, the man’s body was still stiff, and he didn’t want to admit that he was hooked by Jiang Sui.

He waited for Jiang Sui to serve the first bowl before he picked up the noodles.

The first bite of noodles tasted so delicious.

Song Sichen is not a person who can eat spicy food, but although the noodles look red, they are not spicy at all.

After taking a bite, my whole body feels warm.

Paired with meat slices, the taste is delicate and tender.

Song Sichen was eating in a hurry and accidentally bit his tongue, but he pretended to be calm.

The fried eggs with Chinese toon have a unique flavor, but it is not offensive.

Song Sichen couldn’t help but eat a little more than usual.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks reluctantly only when he was really full and could not eat any more.

He completely forgot what he said before, that even pigs wouldn’t eat the food cooked by Jiang Sui.