The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

Chapter 415: The foodie, the foodie soul

The Jiu Zu cafeteria is very lively at this moment.

The women cooked dumplings in one pot after another, and the boys brought them over with curtains to make it easier for the women to cook.

The aroma of dumplings filled the air in the rising mist.

There were also strong laborers holding garlic jars, pounding garlic with banging sounds.

Old Lady Fang shouted, "Big Son, add more sesame oil to the seasoning for Little General and Ah Chi. Yoyo likes to eat it that way, it must be delicious."

Fu Huaian happened to hear this when he came in carrying Shen Luming.

Everyone still had noodles on their hands, and when they saw him come in, they were about to raise their hands to say hello, but then they looked at themselves and saw how dirty they were, and decided not to go forward.

But everyone had a simple smile on their face, mixed with respect, restraint, and discomfort.

Shen Luming stretched out his little arms and introduced them cheerfully: "Little General Brother, that's my eldest uncle, that's my fourth uncle,

That one is my grandpa, and that one is Grandpa Guo, or the doctor..."

"Brother, my brother Yuanbao, was spanked by the teacher again in school today."

Shen Yuanbao was a little embarrassed: "Shen Luming, you exposed my shortcomings again. I won't be friends with you anymore!"

This caused everyone to laugh.

Fu Huaian held Shen Luming in his arms and found a corner to sit down. A group of little kids surrounded him. He chose this place because he saw that everyone was very busy and he wanted to stay out of the way.

Shen Zhiqiu is making the last dish, candied sweet potato.

It was something very strange to Ah Chi: a big iron pot and a big iron spoon, with syrupy sugar being boiled and then being pulled into silk.

The sweet potatoes are covered with syrup, and you can see the sugar threads when you first plate them.

The other party also dipped the small broom into the sugar in the pot, and instantly pulled out dozens of silk threads, and then wrapped these silk threads around the sweet potatoes that had been pulled into silk.

In the blink of an eye, the sugar threads were intricately stacked into small balls.

He thought to himself, "This is what Miss Shen said about the syrup being able to be pulled into threads. It turns out that the machine she talked about with the young master was really discovered in this way.

What's wrong with Miss Shen's brain? If he saw it himself, he would only think that such shiny sugar threads must be delicious! "

Moreover, it was quite surprising to see Shen Zhiqiu, a scholar, cooking by himself.

He didn't care that his young master was helping the Nine Clans look after their children, and he followed behind Shen Zhiqiu, calling him Brother Shen: "How do you know how to cook? You're quite skilled. Did you learn it on purpose or what?"

Fu Huaian also asked in Shen Luming's ear: "How can your father cook?"

Shen Luming chuckled and looked at Shen Zhiqiu without blinking, his saliva coming out.

All other dishes are ready, except for the candied sweet potato.

However, if there are a lot of people, we need to make many dishes, which cannot be finished in one pot. At most, we can make three dishes in one pot, otherwise it will be difficult to mix them together.

I'm already making the second pot of sugar-coated silk.

"Because my sister likes it, my dad always cooks it for her in different ways."

Fu Huaian pulled out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the drool from Shen Luming in his arms while looking at Shen Youyou.

My goodness, ever since entering the cafeteria, Shen Youyou has been surrounding several large basins of food, pointing and talking, nodding with satisfaction when she sees something she likes, and muttering to the sisters around her.

She had a very bright smile on her face, and she and Shen Luming looked like siblings, as they looked very similar.

Fu Huaian looked at Shen Luming in his arms again, and then looked at Shen Youyou: "You two look really similar."

Shen Luming turned around with a puzzled look on his face: "We are siblings, of course we look alike. Not only us, but also my brother Dabao, brother Erbao, brother Yuanbao, and sister Daya and Erye, all have similar eyes.

Especially, my eldest sister looks like my elder sister. Everyone says we look like my grandmother.”

"Do you like to eat similar things?"

Shen Luming: "Ah, then this is my sister and my sister Erya the most similar. My sister said that she and Erya are both hard-working people, hard-working people, and they are the best at eating. They are not good at anything else, but they are the best at eating."

Fu Huaian almost laughed out loud when he heard this. How could it be so complicated? He looked at Shen Luming and said, "I think you are also a foodie."

But Shen Luming didn't admit it. He said, "I'm far worse than them, okay? They can't even eat dumplings with vinegar, they have to mix them with sesame paste."

After saying this, he was afraid that his brother would not believe him, so he called his friends over to testify for him: "Brother Yuanbao, tell me if what I said is right."

Yuanbao was annoyed that he was exposing her shortcomings, so he turned his head away and didn't respond.

He called out again: "Sanmao, ding ding dang dang, little lucky, don't you think so?"

Ding Ding replied directly, "It's fine if you expose Brother Yuanbao's shortcomings, he won't dare to do anything to you, but you still expose Sister Yoyo's shortcomings, be careful that she won't make us delicious food."

Fu Huaian was amused by the song. Why did he feel that even the children in this group were cunning and sly?

Shen Luming didn't care: "It's okay, my sister doesn't want to listen to what we say right now, Nannan, come here, didn't you say you wanted to see the little general brother's big horse?"

In fact, Shen Nannan and the other little girls were usually very brave, but when they saw Fu Huaian, they all became shy and hid in the arms of their aunt and sisters, almost hiding themselves.

Speaking of horses, Yuan Bao forgot about his brother's revelation. He also came up to Fu Huai'an and said, "General, your horse must have cost a lot of money. How fast can it run?"

Fu Huai'an knew that little boys generally liked horses, so he asked, "Want to learn how to ride a horse?"

Several little boys surrounded his little head and nodded like chicks eating rice.

Shen Luming turned around and hugged his neck and said, "My family used to have horses, a lot of horses, all of which belonged to my grandfather. My sister could ride horses, but later on, when we were fleeing from famine, we had no water to drink and died of thirst. Everyone said those horses were our benefactors."

Shen Sanmao also said: "My father also said that those horses went to look for Lulu's grandfather, and they will serve as Lulu's grandfather's help in heaven in the future."

Fu Huaian looked at the little man in his arms who suddenly felt lost when he mentioned his grandfather. His heart tightened and he quickly changed the subject: "Then after dinner, I will take each of you for a ride."

The little kids' eyes lit up: "Really?"

"real!"

"Wow! Brother General is so nice,"

The kids cheered, and Shen Luming kissed Fu Huaian on the face, which stunned the usually mature General Fu.

At this moment, Shen Zhiqiu finished cooking, washed his hands, and motioned Fu Huaian to come to the table to eat.

"General Fu, please take a seat! They say that we only serve simple food and wine, but we don't even have any wine. We have been busy since we settled down, and we don't have time to make wine."

Mr. Shen also smiled and said, "The vegetables are grown in the village. We don't have anything special at home. We only have some chickens and ducks, and we caught some fish. They are all homely meals. I don't know if you are used to eating them."

Fu Huaian was still holding Shen Luming, so he could only stretch out one arm and invite everyone to sit together. He was afraid that everyone would be polite, so he said:

"I grew up in a military camp, sleeping in the open air. I ate whatever the soldiers ate. I could eat anything. That was good enough.

If there is no wine, don’t we still have dumpling soup? I have always liked this in the military camp. I really want to taste your cooking today.”

He really didn't say this for politeness.