Happy Little Scholar

"Soak the chicken legs in water for 1 hour to soak out the residual blood, then remove the bones and cut into small pieces; soak the dried mushrooms in warm water, remove the stems and cut into small pieces..."

Li Yi flipped through a book "Noodles" in his mind and began to prepare the ingredients according to the method of stewing chicken noodles with mushrooms. Tianlai Xiao 『Say

It's not that he doesn't want to make other better dishes, but the ingredients in this kitchen are really pitiful. In addition to a small bag of flour, Li Yi can only find a few dried mushrooms in the corner.

The flour is also very different from what we see in later generations. It is far from being so fine. There are a lot of bran in it, and it tastes very bad. Li Yi had already experienced this when he had breakfast in the morning.

However, from a nutritional point of view, eating this kind of coarse grain is indeed very beneficial to the body. Of course, more importantly, he can't find a better flour to replace it.

The chicken-rib-like provincial library in his mind finally played a little role. Li Yi easily found a book "Noodles" in the recipe area.

What he is going to make now is chicken noodles with mushrooms.

Chicken noodles with mushrooms have the effect of nourishing the spleen and strengthening the body, which is very beneficial to the human body. Li Yi chose this kind of noodles, of course... just because he couldn't find other ingredients besides mushrooms and flour.

A book that only Li Yi could see floated in front of his eyes. He tore off two chicken legs and processed them according to the steps in the book. After cutting the mushrooms into cubes, he started to knead the noodles.

Xiaohuan had been driven out of the kitchen by him a long time ago. After eating the noodles she made at noon, Li Yi decided not to let her interfere in anything except cooking porridge in the future.

Kneading noodles is actually a technical job.

The noodles must be kneaded to be chewy to taste good. First, you have to choose good flour. Of course... this point can be ignored for the time being.

When kneading noodles, the amount of water added, the quality of salt, and the strength and technique of kneading noodles all affect the taste of noodles. Li Yi had no requirements for salt. Even the flour was like this. How could he expect good salt in this world...

As for other technical aspects, there was no difficulty at all. Everything he had seen would be firmly engraved in his mind, and his hands were also like divine help...Outside the kitchen, the little maid stood on a stool and saw her brother-in-law's skillful dough kneading skills through the window. Her beautiful big eyes couldn't help but widen.

This brother-in-law seemed to be different from the scholar she imagined.

The method of stewing chicken noodles with mushrooms was really simple. There was a small vegetable garden in front of the kitchen. Li Yi found some lettuce in the vegetable garden. After taking it out of the pot, he sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions, and a rich fragrance came over.

Although the ingredients were limited, Li Yi was still very satisfied with his work.

Because it was the first time, Li Yi was worried about wasting food, so he only tried to make one serving. He got some water from the water tank to wash his hands. He was about to start tasting the long-lost taste. After turning around, he saw the empty stove. Li Yi was stunned for a moment, and his face changed!

"Fuck, where's my noodles!"

A scream suddenly sounded in the kitchen.

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At night, the second aunt called out to the only hen in the house, and soon, the affectionate call turned into a vicious curse.

"Who the hell stole my chicken!"

"Don't let me catch you, I'll break your legs if I catch you!"

"Oh my god..."

Li Yi stood at the door and saw the woman standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips, cursing because she lost her chicken. Thinking of the bowl of noodles he had lost strangely, he shook his head, a sympathetic expression appeared on his face, and he closed the door and walked back to the house.

Now is the rare dinner time, and only delicious food cannot be missed. Li Yi doesn't want to eat while listening to the shrew cursing in the street.

Liu Ruyi sat opposite Li Yi, and a strange color appeared on her beautiful face.

The noodles were chewy, the meat was tender, and the soup tasted great. In fact, when Liu Ruyi saw the dinner for the first time, she was a little confused. Today's dinner didn't seem to be made by Xiaohuan.

Not only was the aroma rich, but the bowl was not just plain as before. There were red and green, which made people's appetite increase. What made her feel even more strange was that there was a little meat in the bowl even though it was not a festival.

After tasting a small bite, Liu Ruyi's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at the little maid and asked, "Xiaohuan, did you make today's dinner?"

The little maid was immersed in the most delicious noodles she had ever eaten in her life. When she heard this, she raised her head and said, "No, it was my son-in-law..."

After saying that, she remembered that she had agreed with her son-in-law not to tell the young lady about this. Her face changed slightly. When she raised her head, she saw that the young lady's face showed an extremely surprised expression.

"Cough, cough..." Li Yi coughed twice, glared at the maid without leaving any trace, and said: "I lived alone before, so I'm used to these things."

Liu Ruyi's face was still strange, and it was obvious that she hadn't digested this matter yet. Her eyes glanced at the meat in the bowl, "This meat..."

"Pheasant meat, picked up on the road..."

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After a long time, Liu Ruyi nodded and said softly: "My husband is a scholar, these vulgar things, in the future... let Xiaohuan do it."

Li Yi glanced at Xiaohuan, and the little maid stuck out her tongue mischievously, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl is innocent and naive. It seems that she has discovered that her son-in-law is different from those men outside. The little maid can gradually relax in front of him.

Next to Li Yi, Liu Ruyi, who has been silent all the time, occasionally looks at him with a look of discovery. From time to time, she unconsciously stretches out her hand and licks the corner of her mouth with her tongue, as if she is recalling something...

"By the way, the school in the village will reopen tomorrow, and my husband needs to make some preparations in advance." After dinner, when Xiaohuan went to wash the dishes, Liu Ruyi seemed to have thought of something and spoke.

Li Yi nodded when he heard it, but he didn't take it to heart. Aren't they just a group of naughty kids? Tomorrow, just find a few books to teach them a few sentences, and then let them start reciting with their heads shaking. If they can't recite, they are not allowed to go home for dinner. Ancient schools are almost like this, right?

Li Yi had no psychological burden to deal with a few naughty kids. After waking up, before he had time to eat breakfast, Xiaohuan came to inform him that it was time to go to the school...

Li Yi still felt that a school should not appear in the bandit village. Xiaohuan led him through most of the village before he stopped in front of a house that looked a little more spacious than other places.

Before he entered the house, he heard a noisy noise coming from inside, mixed with the laughter of the naughty kids. The moment Li Yi walked in, the atmosphere suddenly paused and the surroundings became quiet.

On the dirty faces, clear eyes with curiosity looked at him from top to bottom, and many eyes seemed to be scrutinizing.

After a few seconds of silence...

"Are you Sister Ruyi's husband?"

Before Li Yi spoke, a childish and dissatisfied voice came from the side.