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

After hearing the explanation, Jiang Yu raised his hand and touched his chin, nodding slightly in affirmation: "Although this method is a bit unconventional, it is not impossible."

In the evening, Zhou Xiufang, who had chatted with Old Mrs. Su for the whole afternoon, also returned home. After hearing about this, she hesitated for a moment and then nodded in support.

"Grandma doesn't understand things that are too complicated, but she knows that studying is a good thing. Since there is a way to send Xiaoli to school, it doesn't hurt to give it a try."

After receiving recognition and support from her entire family, Cheng Yuntao became more confident.

The evening breeze squeezed in through the half-open window, carrying the rich fragrance of wild flowers in the streets and alleys, slowly lingering in the house. The warm yellow candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, casting the figures of the two on the wall.

"Xiao Li, from today on, we will work tirelessly day and night to make sure you can learn to read and write within three days so you can successfully enter the school."

Cheng Yuntao's eyes were firm, her tone gentle but unquestionable. She leaned forward slightly and tapped the beginning of the book with her finger.

"These are children's enlightenment books. Please read after me first. Once you have a general understanding of them, I will explain them to you."

Cheng Yueli blinked her bright eyes and responded crisply. Then she straightened her back, raised her head, focused her gaze on the book, and began to read along.

Her voice was soft and clear. Other children always stumbled when they first read, but she was gifted. After a few times, she could read fluently and even taste some charm.

At first, Cheng Yueli was also confused. Her parents had never sent her sister to school, so where did her sister learn all this knowledge?

However, as soon as these thoughts came up, she suppressed them back into her heart.

Haven't there been enough strange things happening these days? She couldn't help but start to rationalize it. Perhaps this was also the opportunity her sister had obtained from the immortal.

Cheng Yueli didn't ask, and Cheng Yuntao naturally wouldn't bring it up either. The two sisters actually tacitly let the matter go, saving some arguments.

After studying until late at night, weariness quietly crept onto Cheng Yueli's little face, and her head nodded slowly, like a tender seedling wilted by the spring rain.

Cheng Yuntao felt distressed, but she had to take a wet cloth to wipe her face to wake her up: "Xiao Li, bear with it a little longer. Scholar Lin is very strict in selecting candidates. If you want to gain his approval, you need to practice more."

"We're already lagging behind others. If we don't catch up quickly, the gap will widen even further."

Cheng Yueli also understood this in her heart. This opportunity was rare, and she had to let Lin Xuejiu see her perseverance and determination, and her shining points, to prove that even if she started late, she still had the potential to catch up.

She closed her eyes tightly, shook her head, turned her head to look at her sister who had been accompanying her all the time, and said firmly: "Sister, I'm not sleepy, let's continue!"

The night outside the window deepens and the stars disappear behind the dark clouds.

Cheng Yuntao gently turned over a few pages, slowly sliding her fingers along the text on the pages, explaining word by word. Cheng Yueli stayed awake, muttering something, and memorized the new content in a moment, nodding slightly from time to time.

At dawn, when a faint light filtered through the window, the two sisters had already fallen asleep at the table, leaning against each other with their pillows on.

Cheng Yuntao woke up first. She slowly raised her head, her eyes still sleepy, a few strands of hair on her forehead were scattered messily, and her arms had been pressed for a long time, and she felt a tingling sensation.

He gently moved his arms a few times, trying to dispel the annoying soreness, then squinted his eyes and looked through the corner of the window at the gradually brightening sky outside.

After Cheng Yuntao stood up, she carefully picked up her sister. Xiaoli moaned in her sleep and frowned slightly. She quickly stopped and waited until her sister calmed down before continuing to walk towards the bed.

After placing Xiaoli on the soft bed, he carefully pulled the quilt over her and covered her tightly, even tucking in the corners.

After doing all this, Cheng Yuntao stood up, raised his hand to tap his sore shoulder, took a deep breath, and walked towards the kitchen.

When she passed by the yard, she found that Jiang Yu had already started morning exercises with Cheng Jingzhu. They seemed very immersed in it, so she did not disturb them but chose to walk around them quickly.

After entering the kitchen, I pushed open the closed window and the room suddenly became much brighter.

Cheng Yuntao opened the wooden jar lid, scooped out the white flour and placed it in a ceramic basin, then poured in an appropriate amount of water. After the water and flour were mixed, he rolled up his sleeves and began to knead the dough.

I don’t want to make anything complicated this morning, so I’ll just cook a few bowls of egg noodles.

The dough was a little loose at first, but under the repeated pressing and kneading of Cheng Yuntao's hands, it gradually became smooth and flexible, just like a piece of warm white jade.

Cheng Yuntao set the dough aside and covered it with a wet cloth to let it "wake up".

While the dough was rising, he turned and walked towards the chicken coop in the corner of the yard. Several hens were strolling leisurely. Since settling down, Cheng Yuntao took on the name of purchasing and transferred some poultry from his farm.

This way, it would be less noticeable on the surface, otherwise it would be difficult for her to explain to Jiang Yu the origin of the poultry that appeared out of nowhere.

She took out a few warm eggs from the chicken coop. These were eggs laid by the hens early in the morning and were extremely fresh.

After returning to the kitchen, Cheng Yuntao gently tapped the egg on the edge of the bowl, and the golden egg liquid flowed into the bowl. He picked up the chopsticks and stirred it quickly. The egg liquid churned between the chopsticks and soon became evenly blended.

At this time, the dough had already risen. Cheng Yuntao uncovered the wet cloth, placed the dough on the chopping board, picked up the rolling pin, and rolled it evenly with both hands.

The dough gradually stretches and becomes thinner under the rolling pin, turning into a dough sheet of appropriate thickness. The dough sheet is then folded and cut into noodles of uniform width and each strand is distinct.

Add firewood to make a fire, and when the pot is heated, scoop in a piece of solidified lard. When the oil is hot, it makes a slight "sizzling" sound, and Cheng Yuntao quickly pours the egg liquid into the pot.

When the egg liquid meets the hot oil, it expands instantly and becomes golden. Cheng Yuntao quickly stir-fries the eggs a few times, then takes them out and sets them aside. She leaves some oil in the pan, adds onions and ginger and stir-fries them. The fragrance instantly fills the kitchen.

Add appropriate amount of water, cover the pot and wait for the water to boil.

After the water boiled, Cheng Yuntao opened the lid of the pot, and the water in the pot was boiling. She grabbed the noodles, shook them gently, put them into the pot, and gently separated them with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking.

The noodles are tossed in the boiling water. After a while, the clear water thickens and the noodles gradually become transparent. Next, pour the scrambled eggs into the pot, add a little salt and light soy sauce to taste, and sprinkle with a handful of chopped green onions.

In an instant, the fragrance filled the air.

Cheng Yuntao brought the prepared egg noodles to the table one by one, called on everyone to finish eating, picked up the two bowls for herself and Xiaoli, and walked towards Cheng Yueli's room.

"Xiao Li, get up, wash your face, and eat noodles." Cheng Yuntao put the noodles on the table and walked forward to wake up Cheng Yueli who was still immersed in her sleep.