Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

Today, due to the refugees, there are no small stalls set up at the entrance of the village as before, but this has little impact on the farmers. Most farmers grow vegetables in their own fields.

Aunt Kang went into the kitchen and went straight to her small stove, where a pot of old Codonopsis hen was stewed.

After opening the lid, the pot was boiling and boiling. Aunt Kang sprinkled three or five wolfberries in, then closed the lid again, and then added a few more pieces of charcoal to the stove.

In the past, a pot of chicken soup was boiled down into a bowl of concentrated essence for Lin Ting'an to drink. Lin Ting'an felt tired and tried to boil the soup several times, but it didn't work at all.

Both Aunt Chen and Aunt Kang think thick soup is the most filling.

Now when he came to the kitchen to make soup, he stood aside and chatted with Aunt Kang. Yang Yuanzu was making cakes and lending a few words from time to time.

After Yang Yuanzu made the cake, he was going to take it to the main room. Before leaving, he said, "Yang Wu will get some dishes, and Suning will bring the chicken soup on the stove to the main room with me."

Yang Yuanzu estimated that the chicken soup was simmering just right at the moment, so he took the chicken soup away with a move from the bottom of the cauldron.

When everyone came to the main room, Mrs. Chen was leisurely enjoying the service of shoulder and back massage. Seeing Yang Yuanzu and his entourage come in, she asked, "Is the cake ready?" Then she saw Suning who had followed in, busy with chicken soup in her hand. Asked: "Is the chicken soup ready too?"

Yang Yuanzu did not answer Aunt Chen's chicken soup question, but said, "Mom, come and taste the cake."

Yang Yuanzu put down the cake and turned around and walked to the threshold to help Lin Ting'an come in.

The impatient Yang Huahua thought in his heart: Xiaofan is supporting me, brother, come and cut the cake!

After Yang Yuanzu arranged Lin Ting'an on the sofa, he saw that Yang Wu had arranged the dishes neatly according to his instructions.

Everyone looked at Yang Yuanzu curiously.

In front of everyone's attention, Yang Yuanzu cut the cake into small pieces and put them on dishes. "Mom, you are the elder, and the first piece is yours."

Aunt Chen took the cake with a smile and said, "My son is so filial."

Yang Yuanzu then brought another piece to Lin Ting'an and said, "It's sweet."

She told her husband yesterday that she wanted something sweet, and today her husband specially made sweet cakes. Lin Ting'an felt that her heart was sweeter than cake at the moment, even though he hadn't tasted the cake yet.

He took a bite with a spoon, and the cream melted in his mouth. This cake was better than any sweet he had ever tasted.

Lin Ting'an felt a little tired after eating two pieces in a row, then put down the spoon and drank two sips of water to relieve the tiredness.

When it was time to eat at noon, Lin Ting'an had no appetite. He only drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate a chicken drumstick, and poured all the white rice in the bowl into the dog bowl.

Yang Yuanzu had a great appetite and showed off two bowls of rice.

The cake at noon was not finished, and a few pieces were left among Xiaofan and the others.

Lin Ting'an knew that Yang Yuanzu went to Zhu Dashan to buy good things today, so after lunch, he pulled Yang Yuanzu to have a look.

Mushrooms, white fungus, and bird's nest are all good for making soup.

Lin Ting'an asked about the price and found out that Yang Yuanzu actually spent more than two hundred taels today, and felt a little bit stinging in his heart.

Yang Yuanzu diverted his wife's attention and said, "Mushrooms can be added to the chicken soup. The chicken soup will be more delicious with the mushrooms."

Lin Ting'an thought about the delicious fungus soup for a while, and felt a little better, saying, "Husband, let's make some white fungus soup to drink tonight. I haven't had it for a long time and I miss the taste."

Lin Ting'an smacked her lips, pointed at the contents of the wooden box and asked, "Is this the bird's nest that dignitaries often drink?"

After saying that, I shook my hand and felt it was lighter than dried mushrooms. It seemed to be weightless in my hand. It was only a small piece of more than ten taels of silver.

Yang Yuanzu nodded, "Let's boil this with milk and drink it tomorrow morning to replenish your body."

What Lin Ting'an hears most every day these days is to take supplements. If he continues to take supplements, he will become as fat as Yang Huahua.

He has witnessed Yang Huahua's entire process from thin to fat. In just a few years, Yang Huahua became so fat that his waist was almost gone. Now he doesn't look good even in clothes.

Realizing that he had taken too much supplements recently, Lin Ting'an became aware of the crisis and made up his mind to control his diet. He could not be like his younger brother who couldn't lose weight even if he wanted to.

In the afternoon, Yang Yuanzu made sugar-roasted chestnuts for Lin Ting'an as a snack.

Lin Ting'an had eaten chestnuts before, but they were not as delicious as those made by Yang Yuanzu, so he accidentally ate too many.

Coupled with dinner and white fungus soup, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

I didn't plan to have dinner, but when I saw his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, I couldn't help but eat two pieces.

Lin Ting'an held her belly and groaned in discomfort. Yang Yuanzu said from the side: "How about I go and ask who has hawthorn?"

When Lin Ting'an heard this, he immediately said with a bitter face: "Still eating! I'm too full and can't eat anymore."

Yang Yuanzu explained on the side: "Hawthorn helps digestion."

Lin Ting'an looked outside and said, "It's getting late, forget it."

Aunt Kang walked into the house carrying a bowl of pig's trotter soup. Seeing Lin Ting'an's hesitant look, she said: "This is the pig's trotter soup that the old lady ordered... My husband has eaten too much. I think it's better for me to drink it after a while." Get out."

"Put it on the table!" After Yang Yuanzu and others left, he picked up the soup and drank it in one gulp.

Before going to bed, Yang Yuanzu took out the textbooks in the study to review, while Lin Ting'an made baby clothes for the child.

After reading an article, Yang Yuanzu closed the book and said: "It's getting late, go and have a rest early, so as not to hurt your eyes later."

"Only candles in the past made people's eyes uncomfortable." Lin Ting'an put down the sewing cloth in his hand, stretched out his hands, and said, "Hold me to rest."

Yang Yuanzu stepped forward and carried the person back to the bedroom, gently placed him on the bed and covered him with a quilt to coax him to sleep.

"Last time, I mentioned that Monkey King was kicked out of the small group of Western Heaven Buddhist scriptures by his master after he defeated the White Bone Demon three times..."

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Early the next morning, Yang Yuanzu served Lin Ting'an after breakfast and asked Suning to find the parasol.

Lin Ting'an wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief and asked, "Are you going out today?" Seeing Yang Yuanzu nodded, he asked again, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the fields to collect cotton." Lin Ting'an felt relieved when he heard that he was not going to the county seat, and then said: "I want to go too, I haven't been out for a long time, I'm almost suffocated!"

Yang Yuanzu was helpless. Lin Ting'an had not left the house for only a few days, and it had been a long time.

"The fields are full of paths, only one person can pass through, and there are steep slopes..."

Lin Ting'an interrupted Yang Yuanzu and said: "I will be careful where I step, and you see that the healthy brothers in the village are still working in the fields!"

But there was also a brother who slipped and fell, killing two people, but Yang Yuanzu didn't say anything about it.

After Lin Ting'an's repeated assurances, Yang Yuanzu finally took him out.