Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

She had already thought about breakfast last night. She steamed a pot of fluffy rice, cut a plate of crystal jelly, and served it with minced garlic and soy sauce. She used rabbit carcass to make a pot of fragrant bone soup. The children were growing. There is no bone broth to supplement anything; make another plate of shredded pork and fried eggs, but today's eggs will be more delicious than yesterday's, because today there is an extra important seasoning - cumin!

When cooking, she deliberately cooked more and brought out a portion of the four mythical beasts. After the meal was finished, she first sent a portion of the mythical beasts into the space, then took the food and went into the house to greet her mother and children!

"Mom, dinner is ready!"

She placed the crystal clear crystal jelly and the excellent-looking shredded pork eggs on the Kang table.

"Sister, what is this? It smells so good!"

Wu'er was awakened by the smell of the food. She poked her furry head out of the bed and stared at the table with her big eyes.

Caiwei touched his little chicken-like head and introduced gently: "This is crystal jelly, made from pork skin. It is eaten with soy sauce and minced garlic. It is very fragrant! There is also this one, called Pork Shredded Phoenix Egg, from the restaurant You can buy a plate here for 80 cents, would you like to get up and try it, Wu'er?"

"I want it!" Wu'er nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Regardless of being greedy for the warm air in the bed, he got up and got dressed in a hurry.

Wen'er also got up. Unlike Wu'er who was in a hurry, he dressed in an orderly manner and looked at the dishes on the table with a pair of bright eyes, "Sister, how did you come up with these dishes!"

Caiwei coughed, looked away, and said, "I heard someone talking about it in the town, so I tried making it. I didn't expect it to be so delicious!"

It wasn't that she wasn't good at lying, but facing Wen'er's clear eyes, she felt that in front of this clean heart, even a white lie was an irredeemable sin.

"Oh, I see!"

After listening to Caiwei's explanation, the family did not doubt that he was there. They quickly finished washing and sat around the table.

"Well, it's really delicious!"

My mother-in-law, Mrs. Du, took a bite and praised it.

The mother moved her chopsticks, and the children also raised their chopsticks and started eating.

"too delicious!"

"I've never eaten anything so delicious!"

The whole family was eating and drinking in a lively manner, sweating profusely. At the dinner table, the only sounds that could be heard were the children's chewing, soup drinking and occasional compliments.

In an instant, a plate of crystal jelly and a plate of shredded pork and phoenix eggs were seen. Caiwei picked up the plate and wanted to cut another piece of crystal jelly and serve it to the children.

Mrs. Du stopped her and said: "White rice is rarely eaten at home. Even if there are no vegetables, eating it dry will still taste delicious, not to mention there is soup! Keep the remaining crystal jelly and divide it into two portions later. One piece will be given to your Aunt Zhou, and the other piece will be sent to your Third Uncle Mu’s house."

The third uncle Mu in Du's mouth is the same family member who went out to sell mountain products with Mu Zhongqing. Like Mu Zhongqing, Mu Laosan has not been heard from since he left home in June. Only Aunt Mu is left at home. Living with her fifteen-year-old daughter Cai Lian.

Mrs. Du was a kind person and knew that it was difficult for Aunt Mu to live alone with her daughter, and she had always been close to Aunt Zhou, so she would rather eat less at home than give it to them to try.

Caiwei agreed with her mother's approach, said "Yeah", sat down and continued eating.

At the dinner table, even though there was no main course, the children still ate with gusto. They ate the white rice with great gulps, and took a sip of the milky white bone soup from time to time. When the meal was finished, there was something on the dinner table. Not a grain of rice, a bite of vegetables, or a drop of soup was left!