All right……

Yang Ruoqing did as she was told.

In the hanging pot, wild vegetable porridge is still being cooked.

Ahao Niang replaced the wooden lid of the hanging pot and used an iron plate to stand on it. Then she placed several washed potatoes neatly on the iron plate.

Just cook it with the help of the heat in the pot.

"Ah Hao also likes baked potatoes. I'll bake a few more and you can take them with you to eat on the road tomorrow."

The woman said, and put a few more potatoes into the firewood under the hanging pot.

Looking at this most primitive cooking method, Yang Ruoqing smiled. Without oil and salt, the taste of these potatoes would not be much better!

Mountain people think this way of eating is the best and most delicious.

That's because they haven't eaten anything more delicious.

Originally, Yang Ruoqing had been holding back for the past two days, mainly because she didn't want to show off her skills. She came here to find a man and children, not to be a chef.

Secondly, this is someone else's territory. It's very difficult for someone to take care of you like this.

If you have a place to sleep and something to eat, you should be grateful.

But at this moment, Yang Ruoqing planned to show her hand, which could be regarded as a little bit of her own feelings.

Thoughts are not just about leaving money and gifts, sometimes there are cooking skills and new ways of eating food. They deserve it.

"Auntie, let me show off my skills too. You and Brother Ahao haven't eaten anything I've cooked in the past few days!"

Yang Ruoqing said a little embarrassed.

Ahao Niang was very happy when she heard this.

"Okay, what do you want to do? It's just that the ingredients here are limited, and Ah Hao doesn't have time to hunt in the past two days..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and pointed to the potatoes on the iron plate, "As long as there are potatoes, it will be done."

When the potatoes on the iron plate were steamed and cooked, Mrs. Ahao swept the steaming potatoes into a small basket on the side.

Then, Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and started to do what she wanted to do.

Take three ripe potatoes, peel them off, and mash them into mashed potatoes with a rolling pin.

"You even mashed it up and ate it?" Ahao Niang asked curiously as she watched from the side.

Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "Crush it first, then pinch it later."

When it was almost done, she brought a bowl and shoveled the mashed potatoes into the bowl.

The oil and salt in the mountains are expensive, but fortunately, eating here does not consume much oil and salt.

She put a little salt in it, dropped a few drops of rapeseed oil, and then added a little water to make the contents in the bowl semi-viscous.

"Auntie, could you please pass me the wild vegetable foam over there?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Ah Hao Niang quickly handed it over, and Yang Ruoqing put the wild vegetable mozi in and cracked an egg into it.

Ahao Niang had taken the eggs from the chicken coop earlier. When she was cooking porridge, Ahao Niang wanted to boil the eggs for Yang Ruoqing to eat.

He was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

It is true happiness when everyone eats and shares together.

Beat the eggs into the mashed potatoes, add a little minced garlic and dried red pepper, and stir them evenly.

"Ah, this bowl looks really nice, with red, green, and yellow colors. It looks like a dyeing workshop!"

Ahao Niang came over, looked at the bowl in Yang Ruoqing's hand, and clicked her tongue.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Then, she and Ahao Niang took off the hanging pot and put it aside, and hung the previous iron plate directly on the flame to heat and bake.

Guessing that it was almost done, she scooped out the contents of the bowl with a big spoon and carefully placed them on the iron plate.

'Zi...'

The moment the hot iron plate comes into contact with the ingredients, it makes a fierce and cheerful sound.

Yang Ruoqing quickly placed the ingredients in the bowl evenly on the iron plate, one after another, with half a finger's width in between.

Just like... just like making cookies.

For a moment, she flipped them over with the chopsticks in her hand, flipping them around and continuing to fry them.

When turned over, the golden color and a little bit of burnt shell are revealed.

Because the oil was put in before when blending, and it was lubricated by the egg liquid.

So now, I don’t stick to the iron plate very much, and the color is nice and it can be shaped.

Of course, the most important thing is to have Yang Ruoqing, a master who can easily control the heat.

When Ahao prepared his bow and arrows and prepared his equipment for hiking over the mountains tomorrow, he returned to the house.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted by a scent that I had never smelled before.

"What smells so good?" Ahao couldn't help but take a few more sips and asked.

Ahao Niang said with a smile: "It's Ah Qing, she's pasting potato cakes!"

"Potato cake?"

Ah Hao looked towards Yang Ruoqing with a curious look on his face.

I just happened to see her scooping golden, palm-sized objects from the iron plate into the bowl.

"Brother Ahao, try one and see how it tastes."

She brought the bowl to Ahao and said with a smile.

Ah Hao came back to his senses, looked at the tempting cakes in the bowl in front of him, and couldn't help but take one and take a bite.

"hiss……"

He couldn't help but take a breath.

"Oops, this cake is a bit hot. Brother Ahao, please be careful!" Yang Ruoqing warned.

Ah Hao waved his hand a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, it's okay."

Then, he blew a few times, took a bite, and chewed in his mouth.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Ah Hao nodded repeatedly, and every nerve on his face seemed to be working hard to relax.

It makes people feel an incomparable sense of comfort and enjoyment.

Yang Ruoqing knew the answer, so she quickly picked up a piece and gave it to Ah Hao Niang.

"Auntie, you also have a piece."

"Hey, that's good."

The woman also took a piece and took a bite of it, eating it carefully and feeling it slowly.

"Ah Qing's craftsmanship is really amazing!" Ah Hao Niang praised.

"They are all potatoes. The cooking method is different, the ingredients are different, and the taste is also different."

"Ah Qing, your skills are really good. Even in our Black Rock Village, those chefs who specialize in cooking weddings and weddings can't compare to you!" The woman praised again.

Beside him, Ah Hao was also eating and nodding his head.

With something wrapped in his mouth, he agreed with his mother's words in vague words.

Hearing the praise from mother and son, Yang Ruoqing smiled with satisfaction.

"To be honest, I actually own a restaurant in Daqi, and I also have a branch in Xiushui Town." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"One day in the future, if Auntie and Brother Ahao have the opportunity to go to Xiushui Town, I will definitely invite you to my restaurant for a big meal!" she said.

Ahao's eyes suddenly brightened.

That is the expectation of the outside world.

Ahao Niang also showed some yearning, and the woman said: "If we are destined, we will definitely go. Everything depends on God's arrangement."

Yang Ruoqin smiled and nodded.
Chapter completed!