She returned to her bedroom, took out a small red mud stove, a small pot, washed some rice and cooked it in the pot, chopped the eggs, cut them into a piece of sausage, chopped them up, put them in the pot.

The porridge is stewed with rottenness, and the salty aroma of the sausage is melted into it, emitting a warm fragrance.

The stewed porridge was simmered on low heat and kept warm, and she took out some dishes.

The spinach, shepherd's purse and coriander were all dug in the fields by Yun Pei himself.

Ruan Ling carefully picked the dishes, washed them in clean water, chopped them up, blanched them in boiling water, and then stir-fried the red peppers in hot oil. After the aroma came out, throw the side dishes in and sprinkle sesame oil, soy sauce and other seasonings.

A plate of fresh cold side dishes is ready.

It is fragrant and spicy, and eating porridge is the best.

After the side dishes were prepared, she kneaded some flour, rolled it flat, put it in the pot, and baked it into a thin piece of dough.

Although I don’t cook much now, my skills have not fallen behind.

Such a simple porridge, a dish, and a cake, it takes less than half an hour to finish.

She took a small bowl of hot fried egg lean meat porridge, drank a bite of porridge, rolled up side dishes, and took a bite of the cake, making her feel happy.

Someone at the door was protruding his head.

Ruan Ling looked up and saw the boy from gold and silver outside, looking here.

"What does it smell inside?" asked the boy Jinguo sniffed.

Ruan Ling couldn't speak anyway, so she calmly continued to bite the dough and chew it.

The Yinguo Boy couldn't help but walk in. Seeing the porridge on the table, he asked curiously: "What kind of rice is this? It's so delicious?"

Ruan Ling smiled at him and continued to bite the noodles and eat it.

Yinguo Boy asked: "Did you make it yourself?"

Ruan Ling nodded.

The boy's eyes lit up.

There are not many gods who can cook and eat by themselves.

There are several types of gods, including flesh to become gods, and some are destined to be gods after death.

Those who need to eat and sleep must become gods in their bodies.

Like Ruan Ling, the gold and silver boy also needs to eat and sleep.

The main food they usually eat is not much richer than Pluto. They have two steamed buns in the morning and a bowl of white rice at noon.

No at night.

Like the Buddhists, they pay attention to two meals a day and do not eat after lunch.

As a god, one should pay attention to being pure in one's heart and less desires, and should not be addicted to wine, sex and food.

They have always been used to it.

If you can't see it and have never eaten it, you will naturally not think about it.

The fragrance that emerged from Ruan Ling’s house opened up the novel experience of their taste buds.

In the hot porridge, there were dark brown eggs and red diced meat.

The green and fresh side dishes and the crispy and mellow pancakes, rolled together and tasted first-class.

Seeing Ruan Ling drinking porridge and eating vegetables, they were a little envious and wanted to ask for some to try.

Before they could speak, Pluto came back from practicing.

He passed by Ruan Ling's room, and the two boys looked inside with a drooling look on their faces.

He ignored it and walked straight into the study.

The gold and silver boy hurriedly followed in and served.

Not long after, the two of them walked out with a frown and moved things.

Ruan Ling walked out with the bowl and saw them climbing up on a ladder.

When the boy Jinguo saw her watching the fun, he cried and said, "The master said we were too idle and asked us to clean the roof!"

Ruan Ling showed a stern expression, picked up the bowl and drank porridge.

"Tea." Pluto's cold voice came out.

Ruan Ling thought about it, took another bowl of porridge, divided a small plate of cold dishes, and brought them to the Pluto study together.

He was wiping his hands with a towel when he turned around and saw a bowl of rice appearing on the table.
Chapter completed!