Wang Anran grabbed Tubao's braid and smiled and said, "You know how to eat. I think you should not call Tubao in the future, just call it foodie."

Tubao said aggrievedly: "It's just for being a good maid. Being a maid is very hard, so you have to eat more."

Feng said on the side, "You have worked so hard. You have been having fun during the day. In the afternoon, I will teach you steam rice, but the rice you steamed is like an overnight meal. I feel embarrassed to say, "You are more comfortable as a maid than someone else's lady."

Wang Duosun smacked his lips, not wanting to eat rice steamed by Tubao, and said, "That rice is really not delicious. Let's cook porridge tomorrow. Tonight, you can work harder, kid, we also eat fresh soup buns. This thing is really delicious, and you will get addicted to it."

Wang Anran said, "The rice steamed from the bunny treasure is like an overnight meal? It doesn't matter. When my ancestors appeared today, they specially taught me a trick, which is to make overnight meals. Do we have eggs at home?"

Feng said: "There are still many, which I bought at the market during the days when you are sick. I want to use it for you to nourish your body."

"Just use eggs. Today I am happy. I cook myself and make an egg bread for you so that you can taste my skills!" Wang Anran rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen.

Feng and Wang Duosun looked at each other, and suddenly Feng trotted into the kitchen and shouted: "Anran, good son, tell me, which ancestor showed his spirit today? Is it Wang or Feng?"

Wang Duosun also followed and said, "Yes, An Ran, do you tell me if the ancestor of the exposer is surnamed Wang? I said surnamed Wang. Your mother told me that it was no, and she must say that she was the ancestor of her Feng family!"

Wang Anran turned around and smiled, saying, "I have never seen this ancestor today before, not last time, but the clothes he wore were gorgeous, and he looked like an official!"

Feng clapped his hands and said, "That's the ancestors of my Feng family, your father's ancestors are all farming, and there is not half of them as officials, so they will definitely not be the ancestors of the Wang family!"

After saying that, Feng put his hands on his hips and pointed at Wang Duosun's forehead with the other hand, staring at Wang Duosun in a teapot-shaped position, and glared at Wang Duosun and said, "Look, you dare to say that my Feng family's ancestors are not effective in the future. Today I will let you see if they are effective."

The couple had been arguing about whose ancestors appeared for the whole day, and Wang Duosun had always been the upper hand because his son's surname was Wang, so his ancestors were naturally the ancestors of his Wang family, but they were at a disadvantage tonight. Wang Anran said that his ancestor's surname was Feng.

Wang Duosun muttered, "The ancestors of the Feng family have only shown their spirits once. Look, I am so happy that you have a long hair and short knowledge." Seeing Feng go to the kitchen to help his son cook, he took a few steps back and was sure that Feng couldn't hear it. Then he whispered: "The people in the Feng family can really meddle in other people's business. They all go to the underworld to be ghosts, and they even come out to meddle in the affairs of our old Wang family."

When he said this, he completely forgot that his ancestors of the Wang family had long become ghosts. Everyone is the same, so don't laugh at anyone.

Wang Anran first heated the pot and put oil in it. When the oil was heated, he sautéed it with green onions and garlic. With the sound of stinging, the aroma was sprayed out of the pot. Just smelling the fragrance was enough to make people drool.

Feng shouted in surprise: "What's the way to cook this? I've never seen it before!"

In the Tang Dynasty, there was no such method of cooking. Most people cooked food. Even in wealthy families, even princes and nobles, and even in the palace, no one could cook. The cooking method of cooking was only available in the Song Dynasty. Even in the Song Dynasty, when cooking was first popular, it only existed in Bianjing, the capital of Song Dynasty, and it was still the best skill in big restaurants. It was not until later that it became popular.

Therefore, in modern times, it is very simple, so simple that everyone knows how to cook, but no one knows it in the Tang Dynasty. As for the scent, it is unheard of, and even imagination cannot be imagined.

While busy, Wang Anran said, "I don't know how to cook this, but I heard from my ancestors that this is called cooking. The dishes made taste very good. Only the gods in the sky cook this way!"

He poured the pot of rice steamed by Tubao into the pot and stir-fry it constantly on a small wooden board for serving the rice. There was no way, no one could cook, so he naturally didn't use a spatula, so he could only use the rice board to deal with it.

Wang Duosun stood in the yard and was also attracted by the fragrance. He walked to the kitchen door and looked at Wang Anran's fried rice. He was surprised. It seemed that the ancestors of the Feng family were more powerful. The rice made in this way would not be much worse than fresh soup dumplings.

Add salt and a little pepper to the fried rice, and Wang Anran puts the fried rice out and put it on the stove.

Tubao's saliva had already flowed down, and she said, "Young master, can you eat now? I'll set up the dishes!" She smelled the aroma of fried rice, and she was even hungry. She couldn't help but take the initiative to be a good maid, and then she could eat more.

Wang Anran said: "Not now, I have to wait a while, I haven't finished it yet!" He beat more than a dozen eggs in one breath, filled a large bowl, stirred evenly, poured a small amount into the pot, and started spreading the egg skins that were made of rice.

Unfortunately, there is no pan, but fortunately, the pots in the shop owners are big and they can spread the egg cakes out of their sloppy shapes. The fragrance in the kitchen is even stronger and it spreads to the yard.

Outside the yard, footsteps sounded, and Shen Dahao came again. This time he didn't come by himself. Miss Shen followed behind them, and they were attracted by the fragrance.

It is estimated that since Chengguan Village was established, there has never been such a fragrant smell in the village since the establishment of the village. The villagers have relatively high incomes and good living standards, and they can afford eggs. However, they only eat eggs after cooking and have never fried them with oil. They don’t even know what the frying is. Some people eat eggs raw, so they make a small hole in the egg shell, raising their necks and suck them raw.

Shen Dayao wanted to enter the yard, but was pulled by Miss Shen. Others were cooking at home. What did you mean when you go in? Are you eating for free? How embarrassed!

In the kitchen, Wang Anran took the big plate while the egg skin was golden yellow, picked up a large plate, plucked a little fried rice, and then quickly flipped the egg skin with chopsticks and folded it in half to make it an egg bag!

Sprinkle a little salt on the egg bun, put it in a pot and serve it on a plate. Wang Anran smiled and said, "It's only done now. Unfortunately, our family doesn't have enough ingredients, otherwise I can do it better!"

This is good enough, so good that I haven't even heard of it, and it's the first time I saw it! Feng's eyes were wide open. She was from a wealthy family, but she had never seen egg bread rice. The golden egg bread looked very delicious, especially the fragrance that was emitting, which could make people saliva dry!

Tubao was so anxious that he circled around the stove and kept saying, "Can you eat it? Can you eat it? Master, please let me have a bite first!"

Wang Anran smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about having a good meal. Why are you in a hurry? Let's wait a while and everyone will eat together!" He repeated the action just now, making egg bread rice one by one, and making it until the seventh one. Only then did the egg liquid be used up and the plates at home were used up.

With a wave of his hand, Wang Anran shouted: "Set the table and have a meal!"

Feng and Tubao worked together and brought the plates to the table. Wang Duosun sat at the table, thinking that he would not go to worship his ancestors first, but the egg bread in front of him was so tempting. Have a meal first and go to worship his ancestors later. The ancestors shouldn't blame him, right?

The whole family sat at the dining table, and Wang Anran said, "What a pity. There are not enough ingredients. Why didn't I see vegetables in the kitchen?"

Feng said: "Didn't you put all the cabbage in our vegetable garden in the jar? There was a big stone pressed on it. There was no food at home."

Wang Duosun said, "Are you afraid of recruiting thieves? There has never been a thief in our village, so my son doesn't have to worry." He picked up the plate, didn't use chopsticks, grabbed the egg bread and stuffed it into his mouth. After biting it and chewing it, his mouth kept making a sound of ummy and a look of enjoyment on his face.

Feng and Tubao also started to move. Feng was better. Tubao actually imitated Wang Duosun's appearance, bite and chew it a few times, and then ummed a few times, and the little girl began to understand enjoyment.

Wang Anran was not as anxious as them. He picked up the egg bag and tasted it. It felt like it was just fried eggs and fried rice, so it would not make them so fragrant! He felt that someone outside the door, so he turned around and looked at the door. It didn't matter when he saw it, and immediately called the wolf in.

Shen Dayao was anxious outside. The fragrance in the yard was so pleasant. He wanted to rush into the yard, run into the kitchen, and smell it carefully at the pot. But everyone in the Wang family was eating. At this time, he went in. Isn’t it just like a free meal? He is a dignified man, at least he is a character. He can do such a shameless thing!

But when Wang Anran turned his head like this, Shen Dayao immediately said, "Anran, you don't have cabbage at home? I have it at home, I'll get you a few now!" Without even turning his head, he waved at Miss Shen and signaled his granddaughter to go back to get the vegetables. He himself stepped into the yard and came to the table, staring at the egg-bread rice on the plate, without saying a word, unable to make a sound, his mouth was full of saliva, afraid that when he opened his mouth, saliva would flow down. That was too embarrassing.

The inside was just entering the yard and stood by the table and swallowed. What would Wang Duosun do if this situation made him? He could only say: "He, Dada Shen, have you eaten? Why don't you sit down and eat something?" Wang Anran called Shen Dada Shen, and he also called that.

Shen Dayao sat down and said, "Eat something? OK, then eat something! What's this thing? Why haven't you seen it before?"

Wang Anran said: "This is called omelette rice. It tastes not so good. Just eat it as you please. Poor families can't afford anything else." As he said that, he pushed a plate to Shen Dawei's hand, and there was an omelette rice inside.

"One-bread rice? How can this egg be wrapped around the rice?" Shen Dayao picked up the plate like Wang Duosun, grabbed the egg-bread rice and stuffed it into his mouth.

After taking a bite and chewing it a few times, Shen Dawei's eyes immediately widened. He swallowed in two gulps and ate all the big egg bread rice. He swallowed the last bite and was so happy that he said, "Mom, my dear mother, it's so delicious..."

The one sitting opposite him was Rabbit. Rabbit had just finished eating an egg bread rice. When he saw Master Li staring at him and calling him mother, the little girl said aggrievedly: "I'm not your mother, don't call me mother..."

Shen Dayao had no time to see the little girl. He stared at the next plate in a blink of an eye and said, "I just ate too fast. What's the taste of this thing? I didn't eat it!"

Tubao was very anxious. She ate quickly and just wanted to eat one, but she was stared at by Shen Dawei. She said anxiously: "Can you eat so fast if you don't taste good?"

Wang Anran thought to himself: "Where did Zhu Bajie eat ginseng fruit? He ate it too fast and didn't taste it? It seems that it smells good to you, and I want to eat another one!"

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