Elite men's time travel through ancient times

After shopping, Yang Fan and the others went back to the clinic to get the medicine and left Quhe Town.

Looking at the meat and chicken he had bought on the ox cart returning home with a full load, Yang Fan suddenly thought of a big problem—he can’t cook!

When he lived alone, he basically ate out.Cooking skills belong to the level of cooking some noodles, ordering dumplings, and frying an egg and frying it at most.It is pure fantasy to expect him to cook.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan pinned his only hope on the child.

"Xiao Mo Zhu, can you cook?"

The child turned to look at him suspiciously: "I know some, what's wrong?"

Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was no longer hungry: "I don't know how to cook, so I will leave these to you~"

It's just that Yang Fan was too happy.Because when they got home and were preparing to make dinner, Yang Fan discovered that the child's house had nothing but a pot, two bowls with gaps in it, and the half-filled pot of salt.

"I forgot to buy pots and bowls." Yang Fan sighed, and then asked, "Is there a small shop in the village that sells these?"

The child shook his head, he was also worried.

"Brother Yang, help me take a look at Xiaofei, I'll borrow it."

Borrow again?Yang Fan frowned, but there was nothing he could do.It’s not as good as a modern city with well-developed transportation. If you want to buy anything, you can drive to the nearby supermarket in a few minutes, and you can find everything in it.If you want to buy things here, you can only go to the town, and it takes four or five hours to go back and forth.

The child went to borrow the pot and pan, and came back not long after.A dark-skinned young man followed him back.

"Brother Yang, this is Brother Dagen from Grandpa Lin's family. He came to help us make a bed."

The young man in his 20s bowed very cautiously to Yang Fan, and then rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Yang Fan is considering whether to let the child go to the village to ask if anyone is willing to sell the bed.I didn't expect someone to give me a pillow as soon as I dozed off, so knowing that Lin Dagen didn't understand, he still said to him sincerely: "Thank you."

It is said to be a bed, that is, two stools and a few wooden boards.After setting up, spread thick straw.Lin Dagen also brought a quilt, although several patches were patched on it, it looked very clean.

Lin Dagen said something nervously, and Lin Mozhu translated it to Yang Fan after listening: "Brother Dagen said that the quilt was just washed and it was very clean."

Yang Fan said with a smile: "Little Mo Zhu, thank him for me."

Lin Mozhu nodded, and said a few words to Lin Dagen.After Dagen bid farewell to them and left, the child began to pack up the bones and prepare the stew.

It is said that it is a meaty bone, but in fact there is only a little bit of meat on the bone.This is cheap, and ordinary farmers can't afford meat, so they will buy some to cook soup for the whole family after a while.The child's house used to be like this, so he cleaned it up very quickly.In addition to the meaty bones, there are also ribs bought by Yang Fan, which are relatively meaty, and the children also put some in.

The minced bones are washed twice with water, put into a pottery urn, filled with water, and stewed directly on the stove.

While the soup was simmering, the child took out the meat bought by Yang Fan again.There are pork belly that Yang Fan likes to eat, and fat meat with white flowers.Fat meat is what the child proposed to buy - frying oil.

Cut the fatty meat into cubes, and put it in a pan to boil out the oil.Yang Fan bought two catties of fatty meat and fried a large bowl.The leftover meat dregs after frying in oil can be fried with green vegetables, which were given by Grandpa Lin's house when they borrowed pots and pans just now.

Little Murphy, who was resting in the house, smelled the fragrance and couldn't fall asleep.He carefully slid off the bed and ran out.The boiling pottery urn exudes a tempting aroma of meat, the little guy just stared at the pottery pot, and then kept swallowing.

As for Yang Fan, seeing the child busy, he originally wanted to help light the fire.It's just that Young Master Yang obviously overestimated himself. Burning a fire is a technical job. He was inexperienced and either stuffed too much firewood, or extinguished the fire that had finally risen.

After a while, the child couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother Yang, please help me look after Xiaofei, I can burn it myself."

Yang Fan touched his nose embarrassingly, and then, two more marks appeared on his handsome face.

【End of this chapter】