Mi Li rolled around on the bed with the pillow in his arms, his mouth was going crazy, thinking about whether Lao Bai could solve the food and whether he could take good care of Xiao Bai.
She is now more and more clear about the experience after transmigration, and her memory is no longer as vague as before. But what followed was endless worry and shame. What I worry about is Lao Bai's healthy diet, and what I am ashamed of is all kinds of play that loses integrity.
wait! The rice grains move, and she controls her sleep time every day, but that doesn't mean she can't go back to sleep after waking up! Thinking of Lao Bai and the others who haven't had their dinner yet, staying in a bleak and damp house in a dark and damp house, casually solving the problem of food and clothing, the image of one person and one cat squatting together with instant noodles comes to mind, it's almost impossible to see!
Rice grain got up and went to the kitchen to soak a glass of milk, rinsed his mouth after drinking, and then lay back on the bed and closed his eyes to sleep.
On the other side, Xi Baichen sat by the stove, slowly adding firewood and boiling water, with a bucket of instant noodles and a bowl of cat food beside him. Xiaobai is burying his head in the bowl and eating happily.
The water in the pot gradually boiled and steam came out. He picked up the instant noodles, tore the package open, took out the seasoning packet, and was about to cut the ingredients when he suddenly heard a voice that had disappeared from the air: [You really eat instant noodles again! 】
Analyzing Bai Chen's empty eyes suddenly took on color, and the shadow left by the falling bangs on his face also faded a lot.
"You didn't leave?" He looked at the milk bottle on the stove.
[I was worried that you would not be able to eat well, so I came back again. 】
Analyzing Baichen silently took this sentence to heart, worried that he would not eat well, so he came back, emmm...
【What ingredients did you bring? 】Rice asked.
Analyzing Baichen pointed to the chopping board: "That's it."
【Have you already dealt with it? So let's get started. 】Rice said happily, 【Although there are not many ingredients, it is enough to make a dinner. You can find some fresh ingredients from the villagers tomorrow. 】
"Yeah." Yi Baichen stood up, put the instant noodles aside, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook.
There is no rice or oil in the kitchen, and the ingredients are mainly pork, toast, ham, corn, potatoes, tomatoes, green vegetables and some condiments.
The rice grains let Xi Baichen squeeze the oil from the pork first, and then put the meat out, leaving the lard to fry the ham slices. After frying, spread evenly on the toast, and place the sliced tomatoes and green cabbage leaves.
Use the excess oil to fry the pork and potatoes, add water and corn kernels, bring to a boil, remove the bubbles, cover and cook for 25 minutes. Then pour in the milk, stir with a spatula, crush the potatoes as much as possible, season with salt and chicken essence, cook for a few more minutes, get the pot, and a bowl of improved potato soup is ready.
For the rice grains, Xi Baichen deliberately left a little potato and corn, simmered them in a pot, and served them with tomato juice as a snack after meals.
Ham and vegetable toast, potato thick soup, and an original potato braised corn, is the dinner of Baichen today.
The unique pyrotechnic gas of firewood seeps into the food, there is no complicated production process, but the taste is unique. The combination of Western-style meals and earthy cooking techniques is unexpectedly harmonious.
Bai Chen sat on the pyre, nibbling ham and vegetable toast, drinking potato soup, potatoes and corn simmering in the pot, the fragrant smell filled the kitchen, even Xiao Bai, who had just been full, couldn't help it. He sniffed and looked at Bai Chen who was enjoying dinner with watery eyes.
[Old Bai, how many days are you going to stay here? 】Rice asked.
"It depends on the situation." Bai Chen thought for a while, "I plan to retreat and write here until the work is completed."
[Is that the food article you mentioned earlier? 】
"Well, yes." Bai Chen glanced at the milk bottle, "The outline has been written, if you are interested, you can take a look later."
Mi Li said immediately: [Interested! I am quite interested! 】
Yan Baichen finished eating the toast, then went to the pot to take out the potato braised corn, sprinkled with salt and tomato juice, took the remaining potato soup, sighed, and dried it in three or two bites.
【Are you full? 】
"Eighty full." Bai Chen glanced at the instant noodles on the table, intending to treat it as a supper tonight.
【Don't think about instant noodles. 】Rice grains coolly said, 【Unless you want to eat me. 】
"Huh? Aren't you milk?"
[I've turned into instant noodles again, can't I? 】 Mi Li said solemnly, 【In order not to let you eat instant noodles, I have to sacrifice a lot. 】
Analyzing Bai Chen: "..." What did you sacrifice
[Since you are not full, why don't you go to the villagers' houses to buy some rice noodles, meat, eggs, vegetables and fruits, so that you won't have to find something to eat tomorrow morning. 】In the countryside, poultry is generally raised and vegetables are grown, so there is no need to worry about lack of ingredients.
"Okay." Yan Baichen was quite straightforward, put Xiaobai into his pocket, and stuffed the instant noodles into another pocket. He walked out of the house, and went straight to Uncle Niu's house, where he successfully bought a few rice grains. It only cost 50 yuan to grow ingredients and bring back half a barrel of oil, which is still hard to pass.
The nearby villagers are familiar with Baichen. They heard that he plans to live here for a while, and brought him a lot of food, and warmly invited him to be a guest at home.
[You are right, the folk customs here are indeed simple. 】Rice sighs.
"Well, this is where I will retire in the future." Bai Chen sat in the yard, quietly looking at the sunset in the distance. Xiaobai spun around in his footsteps, sometimes jumping on the weeds next to him, and having a great time.
【Are you thinking about retirement now? 】Rice asked incredulously.
Analyzing Bai Chen faintly said: "People who don't have far-sighted thoughts must have near-term worries."
This is far-fetched farsightedness!
[If you really want to retire here, at least make it more comfortable, right? 】Rice complained, 【Look at the weeds in your yard, look at the spider silk in the house, look at the leaking windows, is this a place for the elderly? The haunted house is almost there! 】
"Oh? What advice do you have?" Bai Chen asked casually.
[Renovate the house first, and then plant flowers and plants in the yard. I personally recommend planting grapes, wisteria or other flower trees. ] Rice grains pointed the country with great interest. [Equipped with all kinds of electrical appliances, home decoration must be comfortable and elegant, go out to smell the fragrance, rest on the couch, cook food in a wood stove, and cook wine with green plums... This is the real old-age life. 】
Analyzing Bai Chen raised his eyes slightly and said softly, "It sounds good."
[Of course, with me here, I guarantee that your old age will not be as bleak as it is now. 】
Analyzing Bai Chen: "..." Is he very desolate now
"So, will you accompany me to retire with you?"
Mi Li thought for a while and said: [I can't guarantee this, but as long as I still live in your world, I will be by your side. 】
The only connection she has with this world is to analyze Bai Chen. Although she doesn't know why, she cherishes this wonderful experience.
Analyzing Bai Chen's fingers swiped on the instant noodles, and slowly outlined the word "good".
[By the way, didn't you say you wanted to show me your novel outline? 】Rice urged, 【Come on, I can't wait. 】
Analyzing Baichen got up and walked into the bedroom, took out her notebook, opened the document, and put the instant noodles in front of the screen to let her look more closely.
After reading Mi Li, he asked: [Have the male and female protagonists not named yet? 】
"No." Bai Chen glanced at her, "Would you like to get up?"
【OK. 】Rice accepted it without hesitation, 【The male protagonist can use your surname. The style of the main drama includes the analysis of Ming, the analysis of Wenyan, and the analysis of Jincheng. 】
A smile appeared in Bai Chen's eyes: "Where's the heroine?"
[The heroine… ] The ending sound gradually drifted away.
"Xiaomi?" Ana Baichen waited for a long time and saw no response. He looked down, and the instant noodles in his hands were silent.
He was silent for a moment, put the instant noodles aside, typed the words "Stunning Analysis" on the document, paused, and then typed in another name: Rice grains.
Mi Li never told him his full name, but there seemed to be a feeling somewhere that made him think of these two words.
I still don't know that I have made rice grains for the heroine of the gourmet essay, and I am lying on the bed studying tomorrow's recipe. I slept for more than four hours today, and I am in good spirits. After formulating the recipe, she decided to do a late-night live broadcast.
What is the most suitable live broadcast late at night, of course, poisoning.
Recently, because of Bai Chen's analysis, Mi Li's enthusiasm for food has increased by several grades. Adhering to the principle that a single Lele is not as good as a group of Lele, she shares the process of making food without hesitation, and strives to be a late-night poisoning expert.
After craving a group of foodies, the rice grains were magically refreshed, put on sports clothes, and went downstairs to take a walk in the community garden.
Halfway through the road, I suddenly heard a loud noise from the roadside. A man pointed at an old man and scolded: "I've seen a lot of people like you who touch porcelain. Get out of the way, or I'll call the police."
The old man hunched his back and leaned against the lamppost, with a look of pain on his face. The onlookers were full of tongues, some doubting the old man, and some blaming the car owner.
In today's era of credit bankruptcy, many things are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Some shameless villains take advantage of the kindness of others to deceive and extort people everywhere, causing people to be suspicious of each other, alienated and indifferent, and those who really need help are not helped.
The old man Mi Li knew. He was a tenant of Qingwei Home. He was honest and humble. It was absolutely impossible for him to touch porcelain.
"Call the police." Mi Li walked over to support the old man, and said to the car owner, "There is surveillance nearby. If you touch the porcelain, you will know after checking."
The owner of the car said in a bad tone: "I was driving well, but he suddenly rushed out from the side and hit my car by himself. Isn't this a touch of porcelain or something?"
Mi Li didn't talk nonsense with him, and called the police directly.
Seeing this, the car owner showed anger on his face, stretched out his hand and pushed the rice grains.
The grain of rice was not guarded, and was pushed against the pillar by him, and the old man almost became unstable.
"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Many of the onlookers knew Mi Li, and when they saw her being pushed and shoved, they couldn't help but help, "Can't you speak well? What are you doing with your hands and feet?"
"I just can't get used to these liars." The owner of the car looked fierce. "If you touch porcelain, what kind of appearance do you pretend to be? Do you think I will be afraid if you call the police?"
"Aren't you afraid?" Mi Li rubbed his hurt shoulder and said indifferently, "Drunk driving, how do you think the police uncle will be sentenced?"
"Who's driving drunk?" the owner shouted gruffly.
"What do you say?"
"Bum, I don't have time to talk to you." The owner pushed the crowd away and walked towards his car.
"You can't go." Mi Li blocked him, "This uncle was injured by you, you must be responsible."
The owner rudely knocked her aside, opened the door and sat on it. Mi Li pulled the handle of the car and prevented him from leaving, insisting: "You can't go, wait until the police come over."
There were also people around, but no one dared to stop the car like a grain of rice.
The owner of the car spat at the grain of rice, and while she was dodging subconsciously, he started the engine and hurried away.
Before Mi Li's hand could let go of the door handle, he was brought to the ground by the car and almost got caught in the wheel.
There was exclamations all around, and no one expected that the car owner really dared to drive away without caring about the safety of others.
Mi Li raised his head, his eyes focused, and he remembered the person's license plate number.
"Xiaomi!" The old man hurried over to help her up.
"Uncle Zhao, are you alright?"
"I'm fine, it's you who is in trouble." Uncle Zhao looked at her bruised arm distressedly. "You said you child, what car are you running to stop? Don't you know it's dangerous?"
Mi Li said angrily: "You are my tenant, and I must be responsible for you."
Uncle Zhao is both angry and funny.
At this time, the police rushed to the scene, Mi Li explained the situation to them, and informed the owner of the license plate number. Even if you can't get compensation for Uncle Zhao, at least you have to find some trouble for the car owner.
After the matter was resolved, Mi Li accompanied Uncle Zhao to the hospital. He had a slight contusion on his side waist. It was nothing serious at first, but he was very old. It is estimated that this collision will take several months to cultivate.
Rice grains asked the hospital to issue an injury inspection form. Although it may not be used, it cannot be ignored.
Back home, Mi Li took a bath, gave herself some medicine, and went to bed.
After a busy night, the rice grains were safe and sound for four hours, and when the consciousness "wake up", it was already the next morning.
The fog outside the window is filled with cold and quiet. Analyzing Bai Chen got up early to wash up and moved his limbs in the yard.
Xiaobai was still sleeping in the nest, his body curled up like a small hairball.
Analyzing Bai Chen didn't disturb it, turned around and walked into the kitchen. Looking at the ingredients in the basket, he murmured, "What should I eat in the morning?"
【A bowl of hot noodle soup, warm your heart and stomach. 】A familiar voice came from an unknown corner.
Analyzing Bai Chen looked around.
[I am in a paper bag. 】
Analyzing Bai Chen's eyes fell on the paper bag in the basket, squatted down, opened the paper bag, and a strange smell came out.
Looking closely, I found that it was a piece of smoked bacon.
Bai Chen picked up the rope on the bacon and called out uncertainly, "Xiaomi?"
[That's right, do I look lean and thin today, with a charm that makes you want to stop? 】
Analyzing Bai Chen held her breath and did not correct her wrong perception of herself.
【How about we make a hot bowl of bacon noodles this morning? 】
"You are bacon." Yi Baichen reminded her.
[Uh... well. 】Rice checked the ingredients in the basket, and said, 【Then eat the noodles. 】