012 Cooking for the First Time

Then I walked out of the small kitchen and looked outside. The yard outside was very small and surrounded by a simple bamboo fence. Although it was said that there were neighbors all around, but in the 21st century, I was used to living in a reinforced concrete house with a security door. Gu Xiaowan was right. Such rudimentary living conditions in ancient times are really...

Some drums in my heart. In any case, I will live in that high-walled compound in the future.

Those are all plans in the future. The current idea is to fill up the stomach first and then talk about it.

Gu Xiaowan returned to the small kitchen and looked at the little sorghum noodles in worry.

Gu Ning'an also walked in, he kept looking at Gu Xiaowan's face, sometimes relaxed, then nervous, Gu Ning'an also became worried.

"Is there nothing to eat at home?" Gu Xiaowan couldn't believe it, and still asked with her mouth open.

Gu Ning'an nodded, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Well, sister!" During this time, Gu Xiaowan was in a coma. These children were afraid that something would happen to Gu Xiaowan, and they were worried about Gu Xiaowan's condition. During this time He never went out at all and stayed at home watching Gu Xiaowan.

These sorghum noodles were bought by Gu Xiaowan and Gu Ningan after they sold the firewood they had picked up. Gu Ning'an saved some food, and that's all that was left.

Last night, what Gu Xiaoyi secretly ate on her back should be this sorghum paste, maybe it was something else that made it boiled black.

Gu Xiaoyi checked the earth stove, which was connected to the heated kang. The earthen stove is made of adobe bricks, with two stoves at the bottom and two pots at the top, but they are connected inside. Burn one stove, and the other pot can also be hot. The two pots share a wooden lid, which is tied with a thread, which can be regarded as a handle.

There is also a broom, which Gu Xiaoyi saw in the countryside when he was a child, but the broom at that time was very different from the broom that has been used for thousands of years. Now the broom in Gu Xiaoyi's hand is made of sorghum millet.

There is also a dark brown coarse china jar with a pinch of salt. There is also a crude ceramic pot that should be an oil pot, but unfortunately there is not a drop of oil in it. This family, apart from this little bit of salt, really can't find a second seasoning.

Then, there is a kitchen knife, a long wooden spoon for cooking, I don't know how many years I have used it.

Gu Xiaowan looked around and could only say, "Ning An, please help my sister make a fire."