Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 13 Roasted Sparrow

An Ning's question made An Guoming laugh so hard that he almost lost his temper.

An Ning turned around, looked at An Sancheng and An Guoqing in confusion and asked, "Why are you laughing, second brother? Did I say something wrong?"

An Sancheng: "Your second brother has not been thinking well these past two days."

An Guoqing: "My little sister is right, your second brother has convulsions."

convulsions?

An Ning quickly stepped forward, patted An Guoming's back vigorously with one hand, and shouted anxiously: "Spit out the wind!"

Before he finished shouting, An Guoming stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He stood up dumbfounded.

"Little sister, you are murdering your own brother. I can't help but laugh."

An Ning looked at An Guoming, who had nothing wrong with him, and realized that if it wasn't a medical problem, then she had misunderstood it.

She was so confused about this damn language.

However, she quickly followed An Guoming's train of thought and said, "You are still alive, so you are not guilty of murder."

After saying that, An Ning raised his head slightly arrogantly, pretended that nothing was wrong, and turned around to go back to his room.

An Guoming, who was outside, couldn't do it again. The little girl's words were too funny. He was glared at by An Sancheng, so he just went to laugh outside the gate.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Cuihua started cooking.

It happened to rain today and she had plenty of time. She was going to meet some oil stars to make up for everyone.

"Peace, light the fire."

"coming."

An Ning walked out of her room, sat on her exclusive little bench, and started to light the fire.

She saw Lin Cuihua take a small brown jar, scoop out a spoonful of the white paste-like substance, and throw it into the pot.

An Ning was startled by the squeaking sound, but the aroma that wafted over immediately dispelled all her doubts, and she only focused on looking at the pot.

Lin Cuihua quickly threw the green onion and garlic slices into the pot and quickly pulled them with a shovel.

With this pull, the fragrance became stronger, and An Ning swallowed subconsciously.

Lin Cuihua poured a bowl of washed and chopped cabbage into a large iron pot and stir-fried it a few times.

Lin Cuihua took another glass bottle, poured a little black liquid in, and stir-fried again.

The taste was getting better and better. An Ning raised her butt from the bench a little and stretched her neck a little, trying to see more clearly from the cloud of smoke.

After the cabbage was stir-fried, Lin Cuihua held the peeled potatoes in her left hand and a kitchen knife in her right hand. She casually cut them twice in the palm of her left hand. The potatoes turned into pieces and fell into the pot from her palm.

An Ning secretly sighed, good sword skills.

After Lin Cuihua cut four potatoes, she added a gourd and gourd of water, covered the pot, and said to An Ning, "Boil the pot."

"Oh!"

An Ning nodded subconsciously, and returned her butt to the small bench again. She felt a bit tickled by a cat, but she kept burning the fire in her hands.

After a while, the big pot came to a boil, and An Ning saw Lin Cuihua appear with a pot of yellow and sticky stuff, which seemed to be the corn she had eaten before, but the shape was a little different.

Lin Cuihua opened the lid of the pot, fanned the steam from it a few times with her hands, put down the lid, and started to assemble the pancakes with her hands.

An Ning sat down and quietly raised her buttocks again, using all her mental power to detect. She watched Lin Cuihua pull out a ball of yellow, beat it back and forth between her two palms a few times, and slapped it on the edge of the cauldron with a snap. .

The action was repeated. After taking the photo, Lin Cuihua took another ball of vermicelli, rinsed it with water, threw it directly into the pot, and closed the lid.

"Bake it a little more and stop burning it."

"Oh."

An Ning groaned again, lowered his butt and lit the fire.

The big iron pot burning small wooden sticks was quickly opened again. An Ning stopped adding firewood and sat on the small bench, watching the flames burning below and listening to its crackling sound.

Feeling a little sleepy all of a sudden?

"Little sister——"

An Ning was frightened by the sound of a little girl, like a frightened little gopher. Her body tensed up and her head turned flexibly, looking for the direction of the sound.

An Guoming put one hand behind his back and ran into the house huffing and puffing.

"Little sister, guess what the second brother has in his hand?"

"There are fingers."

An Ning's answer made An Guoming's proud smile freeze on his face.

"If you don't play like this, take a good guess."

An Ning felt that her answer was 100% correct, but she still had to cooperate with An Guoming.

"Is there any sugar?"

"No."

"rich?"

"No."

"Is there gold?"

An Guoming looked at An Ning's bright glasses, quickly shook his head and said, "Okay, don't guess."

If you continue to guess, he will be too embarrassed to take out these things.

"You asked me to guess."

An Ning gave An Guoming a look that made An Guoming afraid to write any more.

"Look, my second brother made a sparrow and burned it for you to eat."

An Ning took the sparrow, which was no bigger than a palm. Can this small bird be eaten?

She had also eaten some meat in the interstellar, but it was all meat from large ferocious beasts. Due to her lack of cooking knowledge, you can imagine how unpalatable the meat they cooked was.

In short, after An Ning ate it once, he seldom ate it again. Of course, it was difficult to hunt and kill ferocious beasts.

"how to do?"

An Ning held up the little sparrow in her hand and asked humbly.

An Guoming stepped forward and squatted next to An Ning.

"Second brother will teach you."

An Ning looked at An Guoming holding a wooden stick and said, "The fire should not be too big. If it is too big, it will burn."

"Let's pull some of this ashes, bring out a little spark, bury the sparrows in it, and it'll be fine after a while."

An Ning nodded and learned new knowledge.

"Little sister, look."

An Guoming took out another small sparrow from his pocket, handed it to An Ning and said, "Would you like to try it?"

An Ning nodded, eager to try.

An Guoming watched An Ning bury the sparrow as he did just now, smiling happily and a little proudly.

The younger sister is smart, like herself.

I don't know how much time has passed, but a strange fragrance floated out from the edge of the stove pit and naughtily got into An Ning's nose.

She had a straight little nose and took two hard puffs. With each puff, her eyes lit up and the corners of her mouth raised a little wider.

nice smell.

It smelled better than anything she had smelled in the interstellar world. She couldn't help but think about how delicious it would be to eat it.

For the first time, she discovered that besides seeds, other things on the ancient earth were also quite attractive.

"Second brother——"

"Are you anxious? You'll be fine soon."

After An Guoming finished speaking, he took a stick and pulled it a few times, and two black sparrow-like objects were revealed.

"Eat."

An Ning was extremely fast. He picked up a sparrow with one hand and bit it in one bite.

“Hey hey hey—Mao!”