Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

For Wu Qing, it’s okay if she doesn’t think about eating. But once she thinks about it, she becomes so greedy that her saliva starts to water instantly.

Even though I just ate.

Wu Qing asked He Cui, "Can the grains in the mixed-grain rice we ate just now be ground into fine flour?"

He Cui tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Sister, do you want it dry or wet?"

Wu Qing had only ever bought multi-grain noodles at the market. Blinking, she wondered why there was wet noodles. She asked, "Is wet noodles made by grinding with water?"

He Cui nodded.

Wu Qing had never used the wet one before, and she had no idea. "Let's use the dry one. I don't need too much. If it's too little, it's hard to grind. I can grind all kinds of grains together. The finer the better."

He Cui was cleaning up the dishes used for dinner. "Okay, I'll go see where I can get them sharpened." After she finished cleaning up, she walked out.

Wu Qing thought of something else and said, "Please ask for me if there is a griddle here."

He Cui paused and turned back, looking confused and asking, "What is a griddle?"

Wu Qing used her hands to measure the size she remembered. "An iron pancake this big is round in plan, slightly convex in the center, and slightly lower around the edges. It has legs underneath to support it, so you can make a fire underneath."

He Cui shook her head: "I haven't seen it, I'll go ask too."

Wu Qing thought about it and realized that it wouldn't be impossible without a griddle, so she said, "A frying pan will also work."

He Cui retracted her steps and walked back to Wu Qing, still holding the bowl in one hand and touching Wu Qing's forehead with the other.

Wu Qing dodged for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Cui didn't let Wu Qing dodge, and her hand caught up with hers. She touched Wu Qing's forehead and then her own, muttering, "You don't have a fever, so why are you talking nonsense?"

Wu Qing was even more confused than He Cui. She grabbed He Cui's hand and asked, "Which one is nonsense?"

He Cui said seriously, "Where is the frying pan? How can you cook in a frying pan?"

Wu Qing understood that this was not only unfounded, but also challenged the ancients' cognition. It seemed that she had to find a solution on her own. She pushed He Cui and said, "Okay, I'm not sick. You go and look for it. Whatever you find is good."

He Cui looked at Wu Qing and asked, "Sister, are you really okay?"

Wu Qing nodded seriously.

Only then did He Cui walk out of the tent.

As soon as He Cui left, Yong Si followed in, "What did you eat just now, sister? It smells so good!"

Wu Qing spread her hands and said, "No more. I'll make more tomorrow and give you some. I'll also give some to my sister later."

Yongsi nodded, but his mouth was pouting, and he was obviously not very happy.

Wu Qing found it funny. Could a secret guard be so greedy?

But when he thought about the fact that she was not yet as old as Helian Handan and was still a child, his heart softened.

So, in a fit of rage, I said, "From now on, I'll bring you a portion of all the delicious food. Just come and get it."

Yong Si finally responded with "Okay", but for some reason, her eyes suddenly rolled and she asked, "Are you full?"

Wu Qing thought Yongsi was still not satisfied, but she could only tell the truth. She nodded and said, "I'm sorry. I will definitely bring you a share next time."

Yong Si smiled slyly and turned around, "I'm leaving first."

Wu Qing still didn't understand what was going on, but she could tell from Yong Si's smile that something bad must be going on. Then she heard footsteps approaching outside...

She slapped her forehead, and then she realized what Yongsi was laughing at. She kept asking herself if she was full. Oh my god! She said she wanted to eat the meat that Helian Han had hunted.

But now I really can’t eat anymore, what should I do?