In the past, I seemed to be used to the smell of porridge, but today it was a little different.
There is a hint of sweetness in that kind of rice fragrance, which is not as overbearing as the meaty fragrance from the previous day, but it slowly penetrates into people's noses, and when you smell it, you will feel a burst of iron in your stomach.
In addition to the taste of rice porridge, there is another aroma.
steamed stuffed bun!
This is really killing people!
I wonder who will be making breakfast.
They don't have so many tricks in their daily life, they just need to fill their stomachs randomly.
Hou Zhen regretted it for the first time, if she knew it earlier, she would not have had conflicts with others.
Can't eat with her now, what can she eat with her little coarse grains?
If everyone eats the same food, it's okay, but others eat well, and she can't bear it even more when she compares them.
In the past, it was possible to rub other people's pets, but now it is definitely not possible.
Hou Zhen thought, maybe it is possible to reduce the number of things sent back?
She was so tempted by the smell that she couldn't sleep, and so did everyone else.
Anyway, it was time to get up and tidy up, so I went to the stove house to have a look when I got out of bed, and then I went to wash up with satisfaction.
When they are packed, the meal can be served.
Some broken red dates are put in the millet porridge, and the yellow millet is dotted with a little red, which looks very beautiful.
Yesterday's scorpion was picked up by Hou Zhen a lot, and there must not be enough left.
Yu Miao changed the dough to a suitable viscosity for steamed buns, washed some vegetarian vegetables, chopped them, put them in the steamed buns, and fried them to make steamed stuffed buns.
Each of the pleated buns looked about the size of a palm, white and fat like a grand general.
Bite into one, the skin is soft and the stuffing is fragrant, it won't be a pack of oil, and it won't be too bland and tasteless. It's really not greasy to eat a cage by yourself.
Everyone sat around, drank warm millet porridge, and ate delicious steamed stuffed buns, feeling that life couldn¡¯t be more beautiful.
With a breakfast of this standard, they even have the strength to work!
After eating, the big guys made an appointment to go out to work together.
Yu Miao saw that it was still early and it was not yet full light, and there was nothing she could do right now, so she simply went back to the house and took a good night's sleep.
Now Hou Zhen is the only one left in that room.
Originally, she happened to be sleeping at this moment, but her stomach kept growling, as if the bowl of gnocchi that she ate only in the middle of the night yesterday had entered someone else's stomach, and she didn't know how she got hungry so quickly.
She tossed and turned, only feeling uncomfortable anywhere.
The part of his body that was hit was still sore, and his stomach was so hungry that the more he thought about what good food they ate, the more he wanted to swallow.
At the beginning, it was not obvious hunger, but in the end, it seemed that even the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were uncomfortable.
Finally unable to bear it any longer, Hou Zhen turned over and went to the stove to have a look.
The food in the morning was clean. Of course, even if there was some victory, she didn't dare to reach out after the experience of last night.
The food that belonged to her was put aside alone, and the rest were stored in a cabinet with a small lock on it, clearly letting go of things like "beware of her", and not afraid of being known by her.
Hou Zhen was so annoyed that she got some whole grains to make porridge.
It's watery, it's porridge, it's better to say it's soup with some rice added.
She drank it after a few sips, and she didn't know whether her stomach was filled with water or if she was really full. Hou Zhen didn't feel much sleepy at the moment. Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, she simply went out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com