Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

"Sister, I'm not full..."

Cheng Jingzhu touched her belly and cast a longing look at Cheng Yuntao.

"Don't worry, there's preserved egg and lean pork porridge in the pot. I'll serve it right away."

"Just now I was thinking of keeping it a little longer so it would be softer, but now I think it's about time."

As Cheng Yuntao spoke, she stood up and walked towards the warm casserole. She opened the lid and took a look. As she expected, the quality was excellent.

Compared with porridge cooked in ordinary ways, porridge cooked in a clay pot has a softer and more fragrant taste.

This is because casseroles are mostly made of clay, which contains tiny pores that can absorb and store heat when heated and release it slowly and evenly, allowing the porridge to be stewed in a stable temperature environment, allowing each grain of rice to fully absorb heat and moisture to achieve better results.

Although the heat conduction of the clay pot is slow, it is very uniform. When cooking porridge, it can avoid the situation where some rice grains are burnt due to local overheating while other parts are not cooked. It can evenly transfer heat to all parts of the porridge, allowing each grain of rice to be stewed at the same temperature until cooked, making the taste of the whole pot of porridge more consistent.

Shen Shulan originally thought that he had already eaten a lot of soup dumplings and was about 70% full, so it didn't matter if he didn't drink the porridge.

But when she saw the century egg and lean meat porridge brought to her by Cheng Yuntao, she swallowed her saliva and felt that there was room in her stomach again, which was more than enough for her to drink another bowl of hot porridge.

The rice is slowly cooked in a clay pot until it is soft and translucent. The porridge is dotted with emerald green onions, diced lean meat is cleverly integrated between the rice grains, and the brown-green diced preserved eggs are particularly eye-catching, adding a vibrant color to the whole bowl of porridge.

Everyone passed their empty bowls one by one, filled a full bowl, and then took a spoon and drank slowly, one sip after another.

A spoonful of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is so soft and glutinous that it almost melts in one sip, releasing a rich rice aroma that spreads slowly between the lips and teeth.

Each bite has just the right thickness, not too thin and bland, nor too thick and mushy.

The lean meat is delicious and slightly chewy, and thanks to the addition of shredded ginger and chopped green onions, there is no fishy smell at all.

The unique aroma of the preserved egg adds a touch of richness to the porridge and makes the rice more smooth and fragrant.

Compared with ordinary meat porridge, this bowl of porridge has a richer and longer-lasting alkaline aroma.

The more he drank, the more drunk he became. Cheng Jingzhu had no time to complain. He held the bowl and drank quickly, almost burying his little face in the big bowl.

Although not everyone can accept the taste of preserved eggs, in preserved egg and lean meat porridge, the rice porridge effectively dilutes the original pungent sweet and astringent taste of the preserved eggs, leaving only the lingering egg aroma of the duck eggs themselves.

The egg white is chewy and the egg center is soft, which goes perfectly with the light and sweet white rice porridge.

Century egg and lean meat porridge not only has a rich taste, but also has the effect of moistening the lungs and nourishing the stomach. After eating a bowl, the stomach feels warm and the whole body feels comfortable.

Shen Shulan looked at the empty bowl in front of her and fell into deep thought. She felt that she was not a person who paid much attention to food in the past.

Why now...

The food made by Cheng Yuntao seemed to have magic, which made people unable to think too much. Only after they had eaten it to their heart's content did they realize what was happening.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaoli, both of you pick up the dishes and wash them."

After eating, the laziness came up again. Cheng Yuntao was too lazy to move. She waved her hand and ordered her younger brothers and sisters to do the finishing cleaning.

Just as she was squinting her eyes and thinking blankly, a slightly low voice suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Would you mind moving over and chatting over there?"

This sudden question caused a slight fluctuation in Cheng Yuntao's originally chaotic thoughts, and he immediately became much more alert.

"Talk? With me?"

Cheng Yuntao stretched out her hand and pointed at herself, with a slightly confused look on her face.

In fact, when Shen Shulan just woke up, Cheng Yuntao thought about asking about her identity and why she fell off the cliff.

But then she changed her mind and thought that the two of them met by chance, and the first moment the other person woke up, he or she must be wary rather than trusting. Even if she asked, she would most likely get an untrue answer.

Instead of wasting energy on negotiating, it is better to save some energy. If the other party is willing to talk, they will naturally take the initiative to speak.

It seems that now is the time.

Shen Shulan smiled friendly and answered again affirmatively.

"Yes, it's you."

"I'm so sorry. I ate two meals here for nothing. I don't even know how to address you."

Cheng Yuntao suddenly realized that the two of them had not had time to exchange names, so she stood up and extended her hand to Shen Shulan who was standing in front of her.

"Hello, my name is Cheng Yuntao, Yun as in cloud, Tao as in peach."

Shen Shulan had never seen this way of making friends before. He was a little surprised for two seconds, but then he quickly reacted. He also followed Cheng Yuntao's example and stretched out his hand, gently shaking it.

"My name is Shen Shulan. Books contain books of the golden house, and the ups and downs of the waves."

In an instant, as if they had a telepathic connection, they both pursed their lips slightly and smiled gently.

Shen Shulan discovered that although Cheng Yuntao in front of him was young, she was very calm and experienced, and her style of behavior was not as casual and lively as that of ordinary girls.

Therefore, in the process of getting along and communicating, she also unconsciously put the other party on an equal footing and did not dare to look down on him.

"Come sit here."

Cheng Yuntao led Shen Shulan to the rest area, served him some hawthorn cakes and brewed a pot of tea, which was considered a way of entertaining guests.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Cheng Yuntao sat opposite Shen Shulan, holding her chin with both hands, with a gossip spirit burning in her eyes. She couldn't wait to hear something new.

Life in the cave is indeed very peaceful, but because you live in isolation and have no idea about the news from the outside world, it is still a bit boring.

In addition, the original owner was just a little girl in a small mountain village. She was busy making a living every day and only thought about how to fill her stomach. So far, Cheng Yuntao’s understanding of the background of this world has not been very high.

Facing Cheng Yuntao's burning gaze, Shen Shulan's gaze involuntarily shifted to the hawthorn cake in front of him.

"What kind of pastry is this?"

Cheng Yuntao was stunned for a moment, then began to introduce enthusiastically.

"Oh, this is the hawthorn cake I made with my brothers and sisters a few days ago using wild hawthorns I picked. It's sour and sweet and appetizing. You can try it."

Shen Shulan took the hawthorn cake handed to him by Cheng Yuntao and took a small bite carefully. The cake was delicate and slightly elastic, and the dense touch instantly spread between his teeth.

As you chew, the sour taste first stimulates your taste buds, making you squint slightly, and saliva is secreted in large quantities under the stimulation of the sour taste.

Then, the sweetness slowly emerges, like a trickle of water, softly neutralizing the sourness. The two blend together to form a perfect balance of sweet and sour.

Shen Shulan liked the taste very much and ate several pieces in a row. In the end, Cheng Yuntao was afraid that she would eat too much and it would be bad for her, so she spoke up to persuade her to stop.

"Hawthorn cake is delicious, but don't be too greedy."

In just two days, Shen Shulan overturned Cheng Yuntao's first impression of her. She thought she was a cold and aloof lady, but unexpectedly she was a hidden foodie.