Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1348: Extra Story Two: Protecting Husband_4
Chapter 1348: Extra Story Two: Protecting Husband_4
Xiao Ruiyuan had never washed vegetables before. He scooped up a full basin of water with a gourd ladle and awkwardly cleaned the bit of mud clinging to the greens. Soon, the area around him was wet from the water spilling over.
After Mo Yan finished washing the pot, she stood by the stove and watched her husband wash the vegetables with a smile. When he accidentally splashed water on his face, she couldn’t help but laugh secretly.
The greens were finally washed, but their tender leaves looked wilted as if they had been frostbitten, clearly because he had scrubbed too vigorously.
Xiao Ruiyuan was obviously disappointed and said glumly, "These vegetables definitely won’t taste good. Let’s not use them."
"Who says they won’t taste good?" Mo Yan took the greens and placed them into a basket, "They are going to be boiled anyway; they might even cook faster this way."
Upon hearing that, Xiao Ruiyuan looked much better and joined Mo Yan in tearing the leafy greens one by one.
After preparing the greens, Mo Yan handed the task of washing and chopping the green onions and garlic to Xiao Ruiyuan, while she herself took enough flour for two and started kneading the dough. She was strong, and she kneaded quickly and forcefully. With a rolling pin, she rolled the dough into a thin sheet and then rolled up the sheet and cut it into noodles with a knife. This is how hand-pulled noodles were made.
Just using a few greens for the noodle soup might be a bit bland, so seeing there was still some chicken broth left in the earthenware pot from stewing meat, Mo Yan poured the chicken broth into the pot.
Xiao Ruiyuan immediately stuffed some firewood into the stove and lit it with the flint. Having frequently started fires during military campaigns, lighting a fire was not a challenge for him.
The chicken broth in the pot quickly came to a boil, and Mo Yan added the noodles. Once the surface of the noodles turned translucent, she put in the greens, green onions, and garlic and cracked two eggs into the pot. After boiling for a while, the noodles were ready. ƒгeewebnovёl.com
One outstandingly handsome, and the other exquisitely gentle and elegant, one busied herself by the stove while the other sat below stoking the fire. Without a word between them, they still shared an ineffable tenderness; with their lofty status, they were nonetheless doing the most ordinary things like any common couple, as if no one could come between them.
The Chefs and Helpers watched intently, hardly believing that the revered War God would one day put down his sword that had felled enemies and start a fire for his wife.
The chicken broth in the pot quickly came to a boil, and Mo Yan added the noodles. Once the surface of the noodles turned translucent, she put in the greens, green onions, and garlic and cracked two eggs into the pot. After boiling for a while, the noodles were ready.
The noodles cooked in chicken broth were fragrant. Hungry Mo Yan swallowed her saliva and hastily fetched two clean large bowls, first scooping the noodles into them with chopsticks, then ladling the broth with eggs and greens mixed in.
"All done, let’s eat!" Mo Yan also took a pair of clean chopsticks and placed them in the bowls before carrying them to another table used for chopping vegetables.
Xiao Ruiyuan brought over the other bowl to the table, then pulled Mo Yan down to sit, and he also sat next to her. They sat shoulder to shoulder, each picked up a pair of chopsticks, and started to eat the steaming, fragrant noodles.
With a generous serving of noodles and a base of chicken broth, even their sizable appetites were satisfied with a bowl each. They set their chopsticks down, feeling privately that this was the most delicious bowl of noodles they had ever had.
Under the watchful eyes of the Chefs and Helpers, the couple walked hand in hand out of the kitchen and back to their bridal chamber. But upon seeing the messy room and Mao Tuan lying on the wedding bed, emitting faint snoring sounds, the couple exchanged glances—their wedding night had indeed gone down the drain!