Qin Xin remembered that Xiangxiang once taught Song Anjing how to cook the porridge with a thick and fragrant smell, saying that it would be better to add a little more water than cooking.

"But add a little more, how much is it?" She looked at the water tank and did not dare to do it easily.

Just a little rice. If it is cooked, will Master Rabbit get angry?

After walking around, she finally returned to the side room.

After flipping through the luggage, I finally curled my lips: "Luckily, my sister has prepared her ultimate move..."

Fifteen minutes later.

Qin Xin held two small enamel tanks: "Master, do you eat it? Just eat it while it's hot."

She stood by the window and took advantage of the moonlight that had just emerged, and pushed an enamel tank to the gauze curtain.

"I'm not hungry." The man's voice came.

Qin Xin thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's not the dark dish of roasted steamed buns and persimmon cakes last time. I guarantee you can eat it this time."

man:"……"

I didn't say anything, but there was a rustling sound in the wing room.

The man walked to the window.

Qin Xin happily lifted the gauze curtain a little and brought it in with an enamel jar.

The enamel tank is a little hot, but only single ears. Qin Xin sucked in an air: "Be careful, Master, you hold this place..."

She treated him as an elder and did not shy away from it. She directly reached out and pulled his big hand over and held it on the single ear of the enamel tank.

But the man's hand was pulled away like lightning.

Tragedy.

Qin Xin thought he would hold the enamel tank, but the man pulled his hand away.

As both of them left the enamel tank, the food that had lost its support was about to fall to the ground...

The man finally reacted quickly and held it up again like lightning.

The palms are very hot.

However, he didn't even snort, and steadily placed the enamel jar on the bamboo table.

Qin Xin breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel angry: "Master Rabbit, you are not Tang Monk, you can't touch women, why are you so fussy? Besides, haven't you always treated me as a child? I'm a woman in your eyes now? Master, you can't do this..."

The man's face turned pale and his mask could not cover his air conditioning.

Qin Xin couldn't help laughing as she said, "Forget it, eat it quickly. When it gets cold, it won't reflect my cooking skills."

man:"……"

He looked down at the food.

The corners of his lips twitched a few times.

The man took off his mask and turned his back to Qin Xin.

Only a slight sound could be heard. He was very kind and had a very elegant meal.

Qin Xin thought, then used chopsticks to pick up the instant noodles soaked in the enamel jar, and ate them happily in small mouthfuls.

"Master, this meal is OK. It has carbohydrates, proteins, and vegetables, and it is quite nutritious."

Carbohydrate: Instant noodles.

Protein:Sausage.

Vegetables: Two mint leaves picked from the yard.

Man: "…Hmm."

After dinner, Qin Xin thought that eating this instant noodles is OK for one or two meals, but you can't eat them every day.

Will she go to catch fish tomorrow and make fish soup?

But how much water does the fish soup need to be added to prevent it from burning?

How to put salt?

She needs to dissect her analect first and remove all the thorns and internal organs?

It's a more complicated issue than the Nobel Prize.

The signal in the countryside is poor, so I can’t find a recipe.

What should I do for tomorrow’s meal?

Qin Xin never expected that when he came to the countryside, he would eventually spend a lot of time worrying about eating.

It was extremely quiet at night, with only a piece of bamboo in the yard making a rustling sound in the wind.

Qin Xin held up his cell phone and looked for signals everywhere.
Chapter completed!