No. 25 Pizza Crust (1)

  "Come on! Dinner is ready!" I coughed twice, wiped the coal ash off my face with my hand, and called out in as gentle a voice as possible.

  Two ducks outside quacked in response, a black dog barked loudly, truly a case of chicken and dog hearing each other.

  Here cooking uses firewood stove big pot, and earth-made bellows, every time cooking makes me choked with a handful of nasal mucus and tears, burning fire is tiring to the point of arm and leg soreness.

  "Alas, when will Mei Lan recover? Liu Yue's cooking skills are still a notch below Mei Lan's!"; Luo Da Chun ate his plain food and actually dared to say such outrageous words in front of Nie Qiu Yuan.

  "Don't be arrogant!"; I cursed in my heart, but said with a smile: "Mulan's craftsmanship is indeed unmatched by Liuyue. However, these days, she has made some progress, so let's just yield to her for now..."

  "Go ahead and eat quickly." Lu Da Chun said impatiently, "I'm not used to you speaking like that."

  I went to deliver some porridge and dishes to Mei Lan. I cursed in my heart as I carried the tray into the inner room.

  It's like this.

  After spending the Mid-Autumn Festival on Bowl Mountain, we packed our bags and prepared to follow Nie Qiuyu to report for duty in Yichuan County. Nie Qiuyu was a man of few words, so none of us knew what he really thought about this matter. To sum it up, Autumn seemed not to object to going to Yichuan as the county magistrate.

  Oh dear, I secretly call him "Qiu" in my heart. It's okay if it just stays in my mind, right?

  This character makes the increasingly dense autumn atmosphere appear even more beautiful.

  It's deep autumn now and the weather has turned chilly. We are still some distance away from Luoyang and have arrived at a place called "Jiangshuiquan Village". Han Meilan started running a high fever yesterday and hasn't been in good spirits.

  In this era, there was no white plus black hundred tablets of aspirin antibiotics, fevered, can only ask the doctor to grab Chinese medicine, put it on the stove and simmer, the effect is super slow. We, can only stop, lived in the village of Zhangshuiquan.

  Luckily we have money. Now the business of Bowl Mountain is booming, and this time we came out with enough silver. With the support of a "financial group" behind us, we are in politics, but we will never be corrupt or break the law.

  Having money makes things easier, we rented a small farmhouse in the village and temporarily settled down to wait for Han Meilan to recover from her illness. Previously on the road when we needed to cook our own meals, it was always Han Meilan's responsibility, but now all these tasks have fallen on my shoulders. I originally had confidence in cooking, but after being compared with Han Meilan, things are looking very bad.

  When I learned to cook in modern times, I completely forgot that ancient times didn't have gas stoves. Now, using firewood to burn a big pot and stir-fry dishes, first of all, I couldn't grasp the timing of the fire. Moreover, Han Meilan's craftsmanship is indeed good, even if I could master the timing of the fire, it wouldn't be comparable to hers.

  So I have to think of a way and turn things around! I must bring her down in front of Qiu!

  "Mei Lan, get up and have dinner." She is one year younger than me, so I always address her by her name.

  I piled up the pillows at the head of the bed and pulled her body up to lean against them. Her face was still flushed from fever, looking extremely weak, with disheveled hair, pitifully beautiful.

  I patiently started feeding her porridge.

  "Firefly, you're really great......" She was so moved that her tears almost fell down. "I always thought you hated me... But what you did to protect me in the past, I will never forget for my whole life!"

  "Stop talking and eat quickly!"; I said with annoyance, but in my heart, I was thinking, "Of course, I dislike you, do I need to say it out loud?" However, what's the deal with protecting her? From my original host's social status, it shouldn't be something they would normally do.

  Let her finish the porridge and take the medicine, I carried a tray of bowls out of the house. The medicine was personally decocted by Nie Qiuyuan, which made me even more annoyed.

  I forced myself to eat a bit, put on my clothes, brought a basket with me, and prepared to go out and turn the tables.

  As for this point, my plan is like this.

  Yesterday at the market in Jiangshuiquan Village while buying vegetables, I accidentally discovered that this village raises a lot of cattle, squeezes milk and even makes its own cheese for consumption. I picked some up and smelled it, wow, it actually smells almost like Mozzarella cheese.

  This will definitely not be recorded in historical materials, there was a Ma Su'rila Zhi'si in the Tang Dynasty. However, who can say clearly about folk affairs? Isn't the master among the people?

  I suddenly got inspiration. With Mozzarella cheese, I can possibly make a high-end thing - pizza!

  Although ancient times did not have ovens, foreigners in the past also used firewood stoves for baking, not ovens. Now this large stove next to me is also burning firewood and will definitely be successful. In modern times, wood-fired pizza has even become a selling point, with high-end restaurants boasting that their pizzas are wood-fired.

  I took a pen and paper, carefully wrote the two words "pizza", then carefully recalled the materials needed, listing them one by one on it.

  Now I'm going to the mountains to pick some mushrooms. Everything else is easy to buy, but mushrooms seem unpopular in the village. Without mushrooms, the flavor of pizza will be greatly discounted.

  Picking mushrooms, I'm good at it. I've studied modern wilderness survival skills, which ones are poisonous and which ones are delicious, I can tell at a glance. The mountain is very generous, with many mushrooms growing on it, I excitedly picked them up in large quantities.

  Then, "Plop"!

  I fell into a large and deep pit with smooth walls all around, and as expected, I sprained my ankle.

  I lifted my head to observe, this is a standard large well cave often appearing in martial arts novels, over ten meters deep, with nothing around that can be climbed. Fortunately, the bottom of the cave was a pile of dry grass, like a spring bed, otherwise I would have fallen to death.

  In short, it can't be done.

  I let out a sigh and somehow wasn't afraid at all. In this kind of situation, it's usually the case that one will be rescued in the end, and besides... I started rummaging through the dry grass at the bottom of the well. This kind of place, martial arts secret manuals are often found here too!

  The Wugong Secret Manual couldn't be found, but the sky gradually darkened and dusk began to fall. I became tense. Before I came out, I didn't say goodbye to anyone, they wouldn't know that I've come to the mountain. They will look for me, but can they find me? By the time they can't find me, I'll probably have starved to death!

  Now in my hand, there is only a knife for cutting at night and half a basket of mushrooms.

  I shouted for help a few times and then sat down with my back against the well wall to conserve my energy. I decided to call out every now and then, and then think carefully about how to rescue myself.

  The response to me was a few distant wolf howls from afar.

  Doesn't this scene seem a little familiar? I thought to myself and slowly lost my train of thought. It seemed like there was once a survival training exercise where I also fell into an unclimbable deep pit, surrounded by desolation with no one in sight.

  Just as I was despairingly starting to cry, someone lowered a rope down into the well and pulled me out.

  It was Zhang Yang, he found me with his ubiquitous reasoning.

  The author's sick leave note

  Tomorrow, the author will be taken away for closed training, so the update matters can only be entrusted to Draft Box. Draft Box will definitely complete the task with flying colors!

  So, the author's small figure will be hiding for a while these days. First, I wish everyone a happy new week, everything goes well, and then, don't miss the author!