It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 108

A pot of dumpling soup with more water and less noodles was shared among eight people. Miss Fu got more, and the remaining person could only get a few mouthfuls. Most of it was just the soup, which was not enough to fill him up.

But they only had so much food, and they didn't know how many meals it would last, so they saved as much as they could.

Fu Weixin did not leave after finishing his meal. He sat on a mat beside him, staring intently at Nanny Huang using wood ash to clean the used bowls, plates and cups. The only thought in his mind was that they must be thrown away.

The plum branches used as chopsticks do not need to be washed. There are two plum trees in the yard with many branches, and they can be used for several meals.

Jiang Yan stuffed the chicken body that Yile had spent most of his effort to cut into a clean copper pot, and picked out a few dried mushrooms from a pile of dried vegetables, rinsed them with clean water and threw them in, then added water, covered the pot, and put it on the stove to stew with the unburned charcoal fire.

It's cold, so there's no need to worry about the ribs spoiling if they are kept indoors... Jiang Yan turned around a few times, and was worried that the copper kettle would dry out or that foreign objects would get into it after a night, so he quickly ground a wooden stopper to block the spout of the teapot.

It shouldn't explode like a pressure cooker, right? Jiang Yan was still worried and lifted the lid a little.

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The Chang family's chef was an expert at pickling chicken. At daybreak the next day, Jiang Yan, half asleep and half awake, could smell the lingering aroma of chicken soup in the air, and her stomach immediately started to growl.

After tossing and turning on the kang for a long time, Jiang Yan couldn't fall asleep. She simply lifted the quilt, put on her coat, and went into the small kitchen.

For breakfast today, she wants to have omelet with chicken soup.

Jiang Yan took the copper kettle from the stove where the charcoal had burned out and only a little bit of heat remained, and placed it on the table set up last night.

Lift the lid and illuminate it with an oil lamp, and you can see a thin layer of oil floating on the top.

Jiang Yan hesitated for only a few seconds before putting the copper kettle outside the house and starting to prepare the egg batter.

Chunying and Jiang Yan shared a room. After hearing Jiang Yan's movements, she only slept for a quarter of an hour longer before coming to help. Seeing the copper kettle outside the yard, she casually asked, "Why did you leave it outside?"

"Get some oil to make pancakes."

Chunying said "Oh" to indicate that she understood, but soon she became a little worried: "Would the girl like to eat it?"

Jiang Yan replied without even looking up, "No one has touched the contents of the pot, so it's clean once you take it out. If you can't accept it, I can't find any other solution. Besides, just keep it a secret from the girl."

Jiang Yan quickly made two full bowls of batter, using two eggs, half of the remaining flour, and a pinch of salt.

The temperature outside the yard was very low. Chunying quickly came back with a copper pot with a thin layer of white oil condensed on it. Holding the newly made plum branch chopsticks, she carefully separated the white oil, folded it, and then picked it up and put it into the cup.

The porcelain cup also contains a small amount of fried chicken cubes that were saved from yesterday.

The copper kettle was put back into the stove to heat it up. Jiang Yan also lit a hand warmer and placed the lid of the copper kettle upside down on it, forming an ultra-small stove.

The charcoal adding port and the ventilation port were blocked, so Jiang Yan had to finish making all the omelets quickly.

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Fu Weixin had no problem with the breakfast taste. After all, Jiang Yan wasn't a chef and couldn't be too picky. But regarding the quantity, she looked at the missing ingredients, and asked in confusion, "Can't we make more for each meal? I don't think it's enough for everyone."

Jiang Yan raised her eyes and explained, "Girl, we don't know when we can be released from confinement and no longer need to fast, so we have to eat sparingly."

"Ruxing and Ruyue said they would come to see me today and bring us some food." If it weren't for their support, Fu Weixin would also agree with Jiang Yan's approach.

Jiang Yan was in a hurry to carry the things back to the house yesterday and did not hear the promise of the two young masters. However, the smell of yesterday's meal might have been smelled by the maid guarding the door and reported to the steward. What if they were not allowed to take the ingredients again?

Seeing Fu Weixin's expectant expression, Jiang Yan didn't want to be the one to spoil the fun early, so he swallowed his worries and said, "After I get the ingredients for the two young masters, I'll make more for dinner."