The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

At seven o'clock in the morning, the sky that had been cloudy for several days finally cleared up.

Fan Xing pushed open the bedroom window in his pajamas, and then took a strong sniff of the fresh air coming from the window.

He looked at the clear and transparent sky, like a blue gem, and the dim sun in the distance was slowly rising.

"It's rare, it's rare, this rainy day is finally over, my God, if we don't go there, mushrooms will grow at home."

Fan Xing said with some emotion, and changed his clothes to prepare breakfast with the Maninis.

"Today is a good weather, and I'm in a good mood. Let's have a hearty breakfast. Let me think about it. Let's eat fried buns today."

Fan Xing, who was in a good mood, walked towards the kitchen, thinking about what he was going to do for breakfast this morning.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Fan Xing nodded in relief when he saw the busy Maninis, and greeted them.

The two maninis also looked at Fan Xing in surprise and waved at him.

"Manini, I'm here to help you today, what are you going to prepare in the morning?"

"Ni~Ni" (Didn't you teach us how to make scallion pancakes before? Today we plan to experiment. The scallions planted by the scallion ducks have harvested a few more scallions, and I feel that it is a pity not to eat them.)

A manini reported to Fan Xing the breakfast they planned to prepare in a tone full of excitement.

When Fan Xing heard his cry, he nodded his head to express his approval. After all, no matter what the onion of the scallion duck does, it tastes very delicious.

I glanced at the ingredients prepared by the Maninis, and found that they hadn't made the noodles yet, so I simply washed my hands, then took out a porcelain basin and started making the noodles.

"I'm going to fry some fried buns this morning, how about you make some minced meat for me? It doesn't need much, can you?"

Fan Xing cracked two eggs into the porcelain plate in front of him, then poured some clear oil, stirred it a little, added some water and kneaded the dough.

While making noodles, he signaled to the Maninis to prepare some minced meat.

The two maninis nodded, and then got busy.

When the noodles were reconciled, Fan Xing found a clean cloth and covered them, intending to wake up for a while, and then prepared to drink the soup in the morning, but he was a little conflicted, should he drink tomato and egg soup in the morning, or drink hot pepper soup? Where is the soup?

He didn't want to drink sweet porridge today, he wanted to drink salty porridge, but as soon as he expressed his thoughts, the Maninis made the decision for him.

They were a little curious about how Fan Xing prepared Hu spicy soup. After all, they had never heard of the name, and they thought Fan Xing's cooking must be delicious.

Fan Xing looked at their expressions and patted his forehead. He remembered that there is no such thing as spicy soup in the elf world. He also broke through to the king level with super powers, and only when his memory became better did he remember a lot of past lives. Forgotten memories, including the practice of this soup.

Thinking of this, Fan Xing didn't hesitate, and directly gave instructions to the Maninis, asking them to bring all the ingredients they needed.

But before doing it, Fan Xing has to wash it first, he needs to use the facial water from washing.

Put a small amount of reconciled dough in an appropriate amount of water and knead it. When the dough in his hand has become very soft and no more flour can be kneaded, Fan Xing takes it out and puts it in a Put it in a bowl for later use, the remaining noodles are gluten.

Cut the dried tofu, fungus, mushrooms, kelp, day lily, and peanuts that Manini brought over into the desired shapes, then wash them and put them aside for later use.

He also looked at the mutton soup made of mutton in the pot, and found that after it was opened, Fan Xing poured the washed noodle water into it, added the seasoning, and just watched the fire.

When the heat is almost ready, pour the prepared ingredients into it, and then add an appropriate amount of pepper and five-spice powder to stir well. Looking at the hot and spicy soup in the pot, Fan Xing nodded in satisfaction.

But as if he had thought of something, he hurried to the chopping board again, cut the washed gluten into small pieces, and put them in the hot and spicy soup. There is no soul without gluten.

Put the lid on the pot and Fan Xing let a Manini watch the fire, so as not to wait a while for overcooking, and then hurried to the panel, cut the waking dough in the porcelain basin into small pieces of moderate shape, and then rolled it into big cakes with a rolling pin.

Brush some oil and chopped green onion on the cake, then fold it up and roll it again with a rolling pin. After rolling it, Fan Xing handed the cake to Manini, who was waiting beside him, and asked him to quickly fry it on the pan .

After he himself rolled out all the dough into pancakes, Fan Xing wrapped fried buns again.

In the morning, Fan Xing was in a hurry to prepare so much breakfast by himself. If it wasn't for Manini's help and his superpower, he would have to get down from exhaustion now.

All the stoves in the kitchen at home had already been lit, but Fan Xing felt that it was not enough.

Seeing the scene in the kitchen, one Manini looked at the soup pot, and the other Manini looked at the three pans with pancakes and buns. Fan Xing heaved a sigh of relief, but remembered something, and quickly blended them together. A small bowl of starch water, then poured into the pan where the buns are fried.

Breakfast was almost ready, Fan Xing found some pickles that he had pickled before, and cut them into small shreds, mainly cabbage and carrots, after all, these two kinds of pickles are easy to put.

Adding some chili oil to the pickles, Fan Xing took out a few green chili peppers, and put them on the stove, roasting the skin until slightly black.

Take a pair of chopsticks and clamp it to the chopping board, then carefully peel off the skin, cut the roasted soft peppers into chili puree, and put them on a small plate.

"Woo. What else is there that I haven't prepared? Let me think about it."

Fan Xing looked at the breakfast prepared in front of him with some distress, he always felt that something was missing.

"Forget it, forget it, if you can't think of it, don't think about it, let's make some juice. Sigh, the tree fruit is really a good thing. It tastes delicious and nutritious. It's hard not to like it."

Fan Xing said something with a sigh, and then took out a few sweet peaches and some blue oranges, blended them into tree juice according to a certain proportion, and then mixed them with fresh milk.

Put the juices into the cups, and Fan Xing cleaned up the juicer.

He brought the prepared pickles to the table first, and put a few glasses of fruit juice on the table.

Fan Xing looked at the dining table and nodded in satisfaction. When he returned to the kitchen, he found that the fried buns had been fried, and even the fire of the Hu spicy soup had been turned off.

Two maninis with curious eyes were circling in front of the boiled hot and spicy soup pot. This was food they had never seen before.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Fan Xing's lips curled up, and he boiled another pot of tea. Of course, he was not willing to pick the tea leaves.

In the kitchen, he searched for some leftover tea leaves, which he bought before, but it has been a few years old.

Because his grandfather still liked to drink tea when he was alive, so he bought a lot at that time. Unfortunately, it has been several years since his grandfather passed away, and he basically drank all the tea bought at that time.

Fan Xing put the delicious fried buns on a large plate, brought them to the dining table, and took a few fried scallion pancakes. This is his and Du's breakfast. The breakfast of other elves has to be served by the magic wall puppet. to send them.