Happy Little Scholar

When cooking in the afternoon, the sesame oil that was withheld during the last Qiqiao Festival finally came in handy.

In this era where everything is steamed or boiled, being able to eat a bite of authentic stir-fried food is the happiest thing that Li Yi can feel at this stage.

He made a plate of stir-fried green vegetables with lettuce leaves, and the water celery by the river was blanched in the pot, and it also had a unique flavor when served cold.

The pheasant sent by the big man was made into chicken stewed with mushrooms by Li Yi. All the ingredients were fresh, plus a simple version of Gongbao chicken and a delicious mushroom soup. Two meat, two vegetables and one soup looked a little shabby in the future, but now it made Li Yi feel like celebrating the New Year.

For many people living in Liuye Village, it may not be possible to eat so richly during the New Year.

"Xiaohuan!"

After the last mushroom soup came out of the pot, Li Yi tasted it and it tasted good, and then he shouted to the outside.

The maid ran in like the wind and hurriedly asked, "Son-in-law, what's the matter?"

"Take some of these dishes and send them to Uncle Fang's house. We'll have dinner when you come back." Li Yi took off his apron and said to Xiao Huan while washing his hands.

"I'll go right away!" Xiao Huan was already greedy just by smelling the fragrance of those dishes. She quickly found a food box from the kitchen, washed it, and took out a portion of each dish.

At this time, in a dilapidated yard, a dirty kid looked at the big man surnamed Fang with eager eyes and said weakly, "Dad, I'm hungry..."

A woman in coarse cloth next to him touched her child's head lovingly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

The big man glared at a limping dog in the yard. He didn't get the last steamed bread back. When he turned around, there was a hint of bitterness on his face. He said, "Be patient. I'll buy you white steamed buns when I get paid tomorrow."

When the kid heard about white steamed buns, a hint of color suddenly appeared in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Dad, I'm not hungry anymore. I'm going out to play!"

Looking at the kid's back, which seemed to be full of energy, the big man shook his head helplessly. For them, if the harvest is not good in a certain year, the whole year that follows will be a torment.

At the same time, the kid who opened the door and was about to run out saw a figure at the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he stood there and whispered: "Sister Xiaohuan."

The big man turned his head and saw Xiaohuan standing at the door. He hurried over and asked: "Xiaohuan, why are you here? Is there something wrong with the lady?"

"No." Xiaohuan smiled, handed the food box in her hand over, and said: "This is what my son-in-law asked me to send."

"What is this?"

The big man opened the lid of the food box with some doubts, and in an instant, a strong fragrance floated out.

The kid next to him smelled the smell, sniffed his nose suddenly, a trace of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his stomach growled again.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "No, no, Xiaohuan, take these back quickly..."

Food is always the most important thing for people living at the bottom of society, because only by surviving can they be qualified to talk about other things.

The food that Dahan usually eats at home is just a few grains of rice mixed with bran and a little wild vegetables, which can last the whole winter. However, this food box contains vegetables and meat. The fragrance alone can make him drool. For Dahan, it is already a very valuable thing.

Xiaohuan did not take the food box, but smiled and said, "Uncle Fang, just accept it. Anyway, we can't finish it. My son-in-law is waiting for me to go home for dinner. Goodbye, Uncle Fang!"

"Xiaohuan, Xiaohuan..."

The big man called a few times, and saw Xiaohuan's figure gradually going away. He could only smile helplessly. When he turned his head, he saw his own child standing there, staring at the food box in his hand, swallowing saliva constantly.

"Gudong." As if he could no longer bear the temptation of delicious food, the big man himself couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

The bear child next to him wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and his face was flushed.

"You bastard..." The big man kicked the kid lightly on the buttocks, cursed, handed the food box to the woman behind him, and said, "Don't eat it all at once, save some and eat it tomorrow."

Just as the Fang family gathered around the table, facing the food they had never eaten before, and were about to swallow their tongues, Li Yi also sat at the table, and two eyes opposite him looked at him in confusion.

"Is today an important day?" After a long time, Liu Ruyi asked first.

"No." Li Yi shook his head and said.

"If it's not an important day, why is the food so rich?" Liu Ruyi's eyes were more puzzled.

"Because...willfulness?"

Li Yi really didn't know how to answer this question. Isn't it just two more dishes? You have to come up with a reason yourself. Can't you make a good meal for the kid to reward yourself after being tired from teaching?

This reason doesn't seem to be very convincing, because he hasn't taught the kid for several days.

He sighed in his heart. It seemed that he had to improve the living standard of his family quickly. He couldn't stand the days when he could only eat a piece of meat during festivals!

He picked up a piece of golden chicken meat, tasted it, and nodded involuntarily, feeling extremely satisfied.

As expected of a national second-class protected animal, the taste is simply incomparable to those hens raised by the Wu family.

Liu Ruyi glanced at him and said nothing. After all, the meals she eats every day are completely different from before. In comparison, she is not so concerned about the source of these foods.

As for the fact that a few more chickens were lost in the Wu family, it has nothing to do with her.

The two dishes in front of her have never been eaten before, and they smell good... Soon, Liu Ruyi's attention shifted elsewhere.

"By the way, there is almost no food at home." After dinner, Xiaohuan cleaned up the mess as usual. When Liu Ruyi walked out, Li Yi said casually.

The footsteps at the door paused, and soon a voice came: "Ruyi will go down the mountain tomorrow, and I will ask her to buy some food back."

"Go down the mountain?"

Li Yi's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this.

The location of Green Willow Mountain belongs to Jingguo Qing'an Prefecture. After going down the mountain, walk along the official road for several hours to reach the prefecture city.

Li Yi has been on this mountain for quite some time. Although he has a hundred copper coins in his purse, he can't spend them on the mountain. He has long wanted to see the prosperous world below the mountain and experience what the luxurious life in ancient times was like...