The Peasant Wife Is a Lucky Charm

Third Brother Is Really Influential

With that thought in mind, Su Ning instructed Su Cheng, “Fifth Brother, go and fetch some garlic sprouts. I’ll start cutting the vegetables. It’ll be quicker that way.”

“Sure.”

Su Cheng left the kitchen and headed to the backyard.

In that moment, he no longer felt conflicted. If the plump girl wanted to show off her skills in front of their third brother, he would let her.

It would be a shame to waste the food!

After all, they weren’t receiving a free meal. She had used their firewood and water, and even occupied Third Brother’s room!

Qin Zhenzhen found a large bowl and deftly cracked six eggs into it. She added water, salt, and flour, mixing everything evenly with chopsticks.

Her movements were as fluid as flowing water and clouds, clearly indicating her vast experience.

Su Ning’s eyes widened.

How generous she was!

With so many eggs and such a large quantity of flour, they would have an abundance of egg pancakes!

Their third brother must have played a significant role in this.

But why did Qin Zhenzhen’s movements appear more nimble than before?

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The ratio of batter to water was just right. There was no need for Su Ning to guide her at all.

Something seemed off. The plump girl seemed different from before.

Qin Zhenzhen glanced up at Su Ning, noticing her slightly uneasy expression. “I… I’ll start cutting the vegetables.”

“Chop them, preferably into thin strips.”

Qin Zhenzhen didn’t hesitate to make the request. She knew that Su Ning had exceptional knife skills since she was young. The only notable aspect of her growth was her culinary prowess.

“I know, I’ll cut them into thin strips.”

Su Ning divided the bag of vegetables in half and swiftly cut a pile of shredded vegetables.

Qin Zhenzhen observed the shredded vegetables and complimented Su Ning, “You’re actually quite skilled!”

At only nine years old, in the modern world, she would still be relying on her mother’s care at that age.

Su Ning stared at Qin Zhenzhen in astonishment. Didn’t she always call her an idiot?

Why was she praising her now?

Qin Zhenzhen then assigned a task to Su Ning.

“Alright, that’s enough shredded vegetables. Help me light the stove and control the heat. I’ll be done cooking soon.”

Ancient times were different from the present. In ancient times, controlling the fire was a skill in itself.

Having just arrived, she definitely wouldn’t be proficient at it. It would be better to entrust the fire control to Su Ning.

In the meantime, Su Cheng washed the garlic sprouts and brought them into the kitchen.

Observing the large amount of batter, he couldn’t help but mutter inwardly, “What a wasteful act!”

Couldn’t they just split the meals and cook them separately?

Why did she have to prepare such a large quantity in one go?

As Su Ning lit the fire and heated the pot, Qin Zhenzhen had already cut the garlic sprouts and mixed them with the shredded vegetables.

She even added a few drops of spirit water into the mixture as a special touch.

The aroma of the dish was enticing, and it seemed to have a delightful taste. Qin Zhenzhen believed it could serve as both a nutritious solution and a seasoning, enhancing the umami flavor of the food.

She was still experimenting with the use of spirit water.

Qin Zhenzhen added lard to the pot and spread it evenly, coating the pork throughout. Then, using a spoonful of paste, she spread it onto a small piece of flatbread.

Su Ning skillfully controlled the fire, and Qin Zhenzhen worked swiftly. She flipped one piece of flatbread and placed it in the pot, immediately adding another piece to the bottom.

Soon, the large pot was filled with flatbread, filling the entire kitchen with its distinct aroma.

The enticing fragrance tempted Su Cheng, causing him to enter the kitchen multiple times to take a peek.

He didn’t mind Qin Zhenzhen’s lavishness now. After all, it was her own choice, so he didn’t feel any heartache.

He just wanted to savor the pancakes as soon as possible.

Observing that the batter in the bowl was nearly used up, Su Cheng swiftly carried the heated porridge to the dining table, washed the bowls and chopsticks, and prepared for the meal.

Tonight marked the first time he had set up Qin Zhenzhen’s bowl and chopsticks.

Witnessing Qin Zhenzhen’s skilled and rapid movements, Su Ning couldn’t believe her eyes.

Not a single flatbread was burnt, and each one was perfectly fried. Furthermore, they looked and smelled absolutely delicious.