Reborn in the 1980s: A scientific research leader cultivates the land to serve the motherland

Chapter 13 Roasted Sparrow
An Ning's question made An Guoming laugh so hard that he almost lost his breath.

An Ning turned her head, looked at An Sancheng and An Guoqing in confusion and asked, "What are you laughing at, brother? Am I wrong?"

An Sancheng: "Your second brother has been out of his mind these two days."

An Guoqing: "Little sister is right, your second brother has a convulsion."

convulsions?

An Ning stepped forward quickly, patted An Guoming's back vigorously with one hand, and shouted anxiously: "Quickly spit out the wind!"

Before he finished yelling, An Guoming staggered and almost fell to the ground. He stood up dumbfounded.

"Little sister, you're murdering your own brother. It's okay if I stop laughing."

An Ning looked at An Guoming, who was fine, and realized that it wasn't a medical problem, or she had misunderstood it.

This damn language, she was too confused.

But she quickly followed An Guoming's train of thought and said, "You are still alive, and you are not guilty of murder."

After finishing speaking, An Ning raised her head a little arrogantly, pretending that nothing happened, and turned back to her room.

An Guoming who was outside couldn't do it again, the little girl was so funny talking, he was glared at by An Sancheng, and he just went outside the gate and laughed.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Cuihua started cooking.

It just so happened that it was raining today and there was plenty of time, so she was going to meet some You Xing'er and make up for everyone.

"An Ning, light the fire."

"coming."

An Ning came out of her room, sat on her exclusive small bench, and started to light the fire.

She saw Lin Cuihua bring over a small brown jar, scoop out a spoonful of white paste with a spoon, and throw it into the pot.

There was a squeak, which startled An Ning, but the scent that wafted over immediately dispelled all her doubts, and she only focused on looking at the pot.

Lin Cuihua quickly threw the sliced ​​green onion and garlic into the pot, and quickly pulled it a few times with a shovel.

With this pulling, the scent became stronger, and An Ning swallowed subconsciously.

A pot of washed and chopped cabbage was poured into a large iron pot by Lin Cuihua, and quickly stir-fried a few times.

Lin Cuihua took another glass bottle, poured a little black liquid into it, and stir-fried again.

The smell got better and better, An Ning's buttocks were raised a little from the small bench, and her neck stretched a little, trying to see more clearly from the cloud of smoke.

After the cabbage was stir-fried, Lin Cuihua held the peeled potatoes in her left hand and the kitchen knife in her right hand, and randomly cut twice on the palm of her left hand. The potatoes turned into pieces and fell into the pot from her palm.

An Ning secretly sighed, good sword skills.

After Lin Cuihua cut four potatoes, she added a gourd of water, covered the pot, and said to An Ning, "Boil the pot."

"Oh!"

An Ning nodded subconsciously, and her buttocks returned to the small bench again, feeling a little tickled in her heart, but she kept burning the fire in her hands.

Not long after, the cauldron boiled, and An Ning saw Lin Cuihua appear with a pot of yellow and mushy things, which seemed to be the corn she had eaten before, but the shape was a little different.

Lin Cuihua lifted the lid of the pot, fanned the water vapor on it a few times with her hands, put down the lid, and started rolling pancakes with her hands.

An Ning quietly lifted her buttocks from sitting down again, and used all her mental energy to investigate. She watched Lin Cuihua pull off a ball of yellow, beat back and forth between the palms of her hands a few times, and slapped it on the edge of the cauldron. .

The action was repeated. After the filming, Lin Cuihua took another ball of vermicelli, rinsed it with water, threw it directly into the pot, and covered the pot.

"Keep it on again, and don't burn it."

"Oh."

An Ning let out another oh, dropped her butt, and lit the fire.

The big iron pot with the small wooden sticks was turned over soon, An Ning stopped adding firewood in his hand, sat on the small bench and watched the flame burning below, listening to its crackling sound.

Feeling sleepy all of a sudden?

"Little sister——"

An Ning was terrified by the sound of little girl, like a frightened little gopher, her body stiffened, her head turned flexibly, looking for the direction of the sound.

With one hand behind his back, An Guoming ran into the room wheezing and panting.

"Little sister, guess what the second brother has in his hand?"

"Have fingers."

An Ning's answer made An Guoming's complacent smile freeze on his face.

"Don't bring such fun, guess well."

An Ning felt that her answer was 100% correct, but it was better to cooperate with An Guoming.

"Candy?"

"No."

"rich?"

"No."

"Is there gold?"

An Guoming looked at An Ning's bright glasses, quickly shook his head and said, "Okay, don't guess."

If he continued to guess, he would be too embarrassed to take out such things.

"You let me guess."

An Ning gave An Guoming a really worried look, which made An Guoming dare not write any more ink.

"Look at the sparrow that the second brother made, I will burn it for you to eat."

An Ning took the sparrow, which was no bigger than a palm. Can this small bird be eaten?

In Interstellar, she also ate some meat, but it was the meat of large beasts. Due to lack of cooking knowledge, one can imagine how unpalatable the meat they made was.

In short, after An Ning ate it once, he seldom ate it again, and of course it was not easy to hunt and kill with fierce beasts.
"how to do?"

An Ning held up the little sparrow in his hand and asked humbly.

An Guoming stepped forward in two steps and squatted beside An Ning.

"Second brother will teach you."

An Ning looked at An Guoming holding a wooden stick and said, "This fire can't be too big, it will burn if it's too big."

"Let's pick up some of this ash, bring a little spark, bury the sparrow in it, and it will be fine after a while."

An Ning nodded and learned something new.

"Little sister, look."

An Guoming took out another little sparrow from his pocket, handed it to An Ning and said, "You try it?"

An Ning nodded, eager to try.

An Guoming watched An Ning imitate what he did just now, and buried the sparrow in, smiling happily and a little proudly.

The younger sister is smart, just like herself.

I don't know exactly how much time passed, but a strange fragrance floated out from the edge of the stove, and mischievously got into An Ning's nose.

She took a few puffs of her delicate little nose. With each puff, her eyes lit up a little, and the corners of her mouth rose a little more.

nice smell.

It smelled better than anything she had smelled in Interstellar. She couldn't help but think how delicious it would be if she couldn't bear the smell.

For the first time, she discovered that apart from seeds, the attraction of other things on the ancient earth was also slightly greater.

"Second brother——"

"In a hurry? I'll be fine soon."

After An Guoming finished speaking, he took a stick and pulled it a few times, revealing two dark sparrow-like objects.

"Eat."

An Ning was extremely fast, picked up a sparrow with one hand, and bit it down.

"Hey hey—mao!"

(End of this chapter)