After fleeing famine, the fake daughter relies on the gourmet system to eat and drink spicy food

"The store is definitely going to open, but I've just started, don't worry, I'll set up a stall when I save some money."

There are still too few people in the alley, and when you get to the street, there should be more tourists than in the alley with caravans passing by and people resting on the road.

Fan Yanran smiled and did not stop the movement of her hands.

Small and exquisite soup dumplings were formed between her fingers. She didn't make too big a bag, and it was just right for each bite.

"It smells so good! What delicious food did you add today?"

Hearing Meng Yunling's cheerful voice from a distance, Fan Yanran raised her head, and a young boy about sixteen or seventeen years old ran towards him with sparkling eyes, followed by a little boy about four or five years old running around, followed by several servant.

Through the past few days of getting along, Fan Yanran has almost figured out the situation of the two young masters. The Meng family is a well-known gentry in Qiu County, and the private school opened in the county also has a member of the Meng family. The young master, Meng Yunting, is five years old this year, and he is studying Enlightenment in Fan Zhiyuan's class.

Meng Yunling shrugged his nose, and when his eyes touched the color of the soup leaking from the white and tender buns in the cage, he became even more excited.

"Wow! Guantangbao! The girl is so good! I haven't eaten Guantangbao for a long time, and I didn't cherish it when I was in the capital. I never thought that I would never eat Guantangbao again when I came to Qiu County."

After finishing speaking, Meng Yunling paused, then quickly changed the subject.

"Girl, what is this?"

"It's lotus root filling." Fan Yanran put five pieces of light red lotus root on a small plate with a smile, filled with white glutinous rice in the round hole, sprinkled with a ring of sweet honey, and the sweet smell went straight to her nose .

"Master Meng, have you eaten this soup dumpling?"

The man just now had been craving soup dumplings for a long time. Not many people in Qiu County know how to make this kind of steamed stuffed buns. After listening to Meng Yunling's words, he realized that they can only be eaten in the capital.

"That's right! Open the window first, then drink the soup, swallow it in one gulp, and what you say is a soup dumpling." Speaking of eating, Meng Yunling's expression became more vivid, "First open a small mouth, take a sip of the soup inside, Then I ate the steamed stuffed bun with the soup inside in one bite, it really lingers on my lips and teeth!"

"My brother said it was delicious, so it must be delicious!"

Meng Yunting nodded his head and unconditionally supported his big foodie brother.

Fan Yanran also nodded with a smile, the soup dumplings she made must be delicious.

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"Mom! Look! Is that a bell?"

Tian Ying patted the mother next to her, and Liu Tian looked in the direction of Tian Ying's finger, and saw Fan Qingzhu picking something in front of a stall with a bell in his arms.

Liu Tian's face twisted for a moment.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for nearly ten days, Fan Qingzhu didn't look as down and out as she had imagined, and even this little loser was much more radiant than before.

Ling Dang eats well these days, her face is whiter and ruddy, and her personality is more lively.

In the past at my husband's house, my mother-in-law and husband-in-law didn't like bells, and they could feel them. They didn't like to talk, and always liked to pick their fingers.

"Mother, Ling Dang wants to go home and eat the buns made by my sister!"

Bell hugged Fan Qingzhu's neck, and licked her mouth lightly with the tip of her tongue. Fan Yanran gave her one when she came out in the morning, and now she still wants to eat it.

"Little glutton."

Fan Qingzhu smiled and tapped the bell's little head, then turned and went back.

When he arrived, he saw Fan Yanran talking to the white-faced young man in front of him with a smile on his face, and Xiao Douding standing beside him was burying his head in the buns, his mouth was covered with the delicious soup.

The diners around were also sucking on the fish soup noodles, and occasionally glanced at the soup dumplings that Xiao Douding was gnawing on.

"Sister! Sister! I want to eat the bell too, delicious steamed stuffed buns!"

Bell threw herself into Fan Yanran's arms, with a red face, long eyelashes fluttering, and a pair of shiny black eyes like two grapes.

"Brother, aren't my buns delicious?"

As soon as Meng Yunting raised his head, he met a pair of big bright eyes, which reflected a stupid little boy, his mouth was full of yellow oil.

Meng Yunting blushed, and whispered: "It's delicious."

"It's delicious! Then you must come and eat it all the time!" Ling Dang rolled her eyes, and bouncing back to the yard with a basket of soup dumplings given by Fan Yanran.

"Ah! Chenzheng is here, you are going to be late!"

Meng Yunling hurried away with his brother.

After the time for the morning meal, Fan Yanran's stall will be idle for a while, most of the diners will be in the morning, noon and evening, and some who eat a lot will buy two or three bowls at once, and the maids in the house will also buy several bowls to take home Give it to the master.

So business is still good.

With the monthly money of Mr. Fan Zhiyuan's private school, living in the county town can still gain a foothold very quickly.

This is much more nourishing than when I was in Stone Village.

Fan Yanran moved a chair for herself and sat at the door, eating soup dumplings with a plate, planning to have breakfast and rest for a while before continuing to prepare some ingredients.

As soon as a small soup dumpling was stuffed into his mouth, he heard a familiar and sharp voice.

"Yan Ran, has the life of the Fan family improved a lot recently?"

Liu Tianshi came up with a smile all over his face, it was a fake smile at first glance, Tian Ying followed behind, unable to see his expression clearly.

Fan Yanran finished chewing the buns in her mouth before speaking. She only raised her eyes and said in a neutral tone, "Thanks to Mrs. Liu, Yanran, the little bastard, is doing well."

Liu Tian's face froze, knowing that this little hoof remembered what Tian Ying said to her that day, so she couldn't help squinting at Tian Ying, who was bowing her head beside her.

"Where there is, there is no rain recently, and the harvest in the village is not good. The grain at home is getting less and less. Life is really hard."

Liu Tianshi pretended to wipe away his tears, and secretly glanced at Fan Yanran. Seeing that she didn't respond, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth secretly.

This little hoof, now that the life of the Fan family is getting better, why don't you help the people in the same village?He deserved to be kicked out when he was in the capital!

Fan Yanran didn't get any benefits here, so Liu Tianshi took Tian Ying away with a dark face.

When Fan Yanran raised her head, she happened to meet Tian Ying's eyes, gloomy and distorted, the viciousness in her eyes was seen before she had time to withdraw, Tian Ying turned her head and hurriedly walked a few steps.

At a young age, the "needle" is small enough.

Fan Yanran let out a light snort, and finished the remaining soup dumpling in one bite, puffing up her cheeks like a little hamster, the soup exploded in her mouth, rich and not greasy.

Fan Yanran, smack, smack your mouth, it’s so delicious~

As soon as Haishi arrived, Fan Yanran put away the table, and the three little radish heads who had been playing at home for a day immediately ran out to collect the dishes, and brought the unsold ones to the room, ready to eat by themselves.

For more than half a month, Fan Yanran didn't sell any of them, and they would eat them as extra meals. The three radish heads that were originally skinny and malnourished, now look round and round, with a lot of energy and blood .

Children absorb it well, so they have changed the most. Fan Qingzhu and Bai Sumei's are not so fast, but they are much more energetic than before.

The evening was dark, the Fan family chatted for a while after dinner, Bai Sumei took Fan Yanran and Fan Zhiyuan's hands to mourn her miserable husband for a while, and then went to bed crying.

Fan Yanran sighed helplessly, this famine has been going on for three years.

In the first year, everyone didn't take it seriously. They just thought that the harvest this year was not good, so they bought more grain to store at home, and picked some wild vegetables to eat around.

But in the second year, there was no rain, the crops in the village were even less harvested, and the grain at home was eaten up. Everyone began to flee from famine. Some towns even closed their gates and refused to accept refugees. , can't get in at all.

In the third year, a war broke out. The famine and the war made the lives of the people even more difficult. The land was full of hunger, and the flames of war were raging. Except for the imperial city, there was a lot of mourning.

In order to protect her, the Fan family ate all the food in the family, and they couldn't support her as early as the second year on the way to escape from the famine.

She was left alone to live in a daze, wanting to die but not daring to die, trying her best to survive among those who specialize in hunting two-legged sheep, and to learn some self-defense survival strategies, just for the one sentence they said when they died, "We must to survive".

Then, how did she die?

Fan Yanran thought for a long time, but she couldn't remember.