Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

In a remote village like Fuyuan Village, when a family is separated, only the elders of the family and the village chief Li Zheng are often used to witness the process. The government does not force reporting, and the same is true when the big house is separated from the old house. The villagers didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because few people went back on their word, and the people always had a natural fear of the government, so they felt it was better not to go.

But Xiaoxiao, who comes from a modern society ruled by law, doesn't think so, because "few" doesn't mean none. If there are no laws and regulations, she has little confidence in the integrity of the old house.

Ning Erlang took a deep breath, and his mood, which was happy because of making money, quickly dropped: "Our father is also a fool. I have seen him several times after finishing the seedlings in our field and then going to help the old house. The moment dad saw the money in my hand, I was worried that he was going to send it to the old house."

Xiaoxiao glanced at the remaining half basket of eggs lying in the bamboo basket in the kitchen, and began to grind her teeth: "Second brother, go and ask our next door neighbor if he has started cooking."

When Ning Erlang came, Yun Yi and the others didn't know whether to eat or not, so they all turned to look at Rong Yan who was holding the book.

Ning Erlang said happily: "My sister just invented a new dish, it's delicious!"

Yun Yi glanced at his master's expression and asked boldly: "Just researched it?"

Ningjiro misunderstood what he meant and thought they were worried about the taste, so he patted his chest: "Don't worry, someone has tried it just now. The taste, well, in my sister's words, it tastes great!"

Try it?

Rong Yan, who once again grasped the key words, turned around and said in a very calm tone: "There is no doubt about Miss Ning's craftsmanship."

Yun Yi looked at the corners of his master's lips that were no longer cold and felt relieved: "Then we are in for a treat. The master was engrossed in reading just now, and we haven't cooked yet." He immediately motioned with his eyes to the brothers who were close to him to turn on the stove. The fire was out, and another basket of eggs and a strip of meat was carried.

Ningjiro felt that this neighbor could get along with him, but thinking about the old house, he asked, "Can I pick these up tomorrow when my sister is cooking?"

Rong Yan immediately understood his concerns and naturally agreed.

He stood up, put down the book that had not been turned over at all, and held his hand towards him: "Then I'm sorry."

When Rong Yan arrived at Ning's house, the fried rice was just in time. The fried rice was filled with vegetables, mushrooms, shrimps, and carrots that were also diced. The colors alternated between green, red, orange, and white. It was really beautiful. Ning Erlang exclaimed: "Wow. This bowl contains much more ingredients than before!"

Xiaoxiao sighed, no, she put in all the extra ingredients. She didn't plan to save a single dish for the old house. Everyone had a full bowl, and she didn't know if the neighbor's young master could eat it.

She looked at Rong Yan's small body and reminded her thoughtfully: "You overdid it in the moment of excitement. If you can't eat it, don't force it."

Rong Yan only felt that the little bit of depression just now had dissipated, and his heart was smoothed by the word "excited" - he just cooked a meal for himself, and as for being so happy, he just ate it.

When everyone arrived, Xiaoxiao turned around and poured the beaten egg liquid into the hot pot. The goose-yellow egg liquid condensed quickly. Xiaoxiao saw the right moment, scooped up the egg skin when it was the softest, and put it on top of the fried rice. Wrap the corners into a semicircle and pour the secret sauce on top.

Ningjiro asked curiously: "Why should this omelette rice be wrapped into a ball?"

Of course, Xiaoxiao couldn't say it was because there was too much material and it would leak if it was not wrapped up. She carefully thought about her words: "Because of this, whoever eats it will be successful, safe and happy."

The golden egg skin is still steaming. Use a spoon to dig out a piece. The rice covered with sauce is rich in color, which makes people feel happy just looking at it. Rong Yan takes one bite at a time and eats the egg, which is almost worth two of his meals. The rice was included and all was eaten cleanly.

The guards were even more excited and couldn't stop eating. Xiaoxiao looked at their clean bowls and felt a sense of accomplishment in her heart. When Ning Erlang said that they had prepared ingredients, she was even more happy.

When Rong Yan returned to his home, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were curved.

He told the guards that he was going to take a nap. When he entered the room, he lay down on the bed and started rubbing his belly, laughing while doing so.