Several edible vegetables, ginger and garlic were planted in the yard. Meat, there are some thin bacon hanging on the wall.

Well, the ingredients are very rich. After thinking for a while, Bai Qingqing decides to make bacon stew.

The flints in the kitchen are all excellent. Bai Qingqing can easily make a fire. The pot is filled with water and ready to boil the foam fans.

In this period of time to cut bacon.

I didn't expect to touch the wall with a knife.

Now the knife at home has been replaced with iron, which is similar to the modern kitchen knife used by Bai Qingqing, but it also needs strength to cut the dried bacon like stone.

It took Bai Qingqing a long time to cut, then he pressed the meat on the chopping board. The meat was cut with a wheeze and sweat on his face.

A dozen slices of bacon about a centimeter thick were cut out. The water boiled and the vermicelli melted.

Bai Qingqing wipes his sweat, shakes his aching arm, dries it in the pot, pours in vegetable oil, and starts to fry bacon when it's hot.

A bowl of simple bacon noodles kept Bai Qingqing busy in the kitchen for more than an hour.

An hour later, the smell of bacon came out of the kitchen.

Bai Qingqing came out with a large bowl of stewed bacon noodles. He smelt it, and the hot smell came to his nose. It's hot again. It tastes good.

She is quite satisfied with her work.

While eating, Bai Qingqing goes to find Curtis and wants to show him his achievements.

Curtis has cleared up to the top floor, and is about to be finished. Bai Qingqing finds him with a bowl.

"Curtis." Bai Qingqing gnawed a piece of bacon, ah no, it should be a lump of bacon, and gave a vague shout.

"Is it ready now?" Curtis looked back at Bai Qingqing, with a smile on his face.

Bai Qingqing stands at the door holding the bowl. Her beautiful face can't see the original skin. There is wood ash everywhere. The whole person seems to have got into the stove.

But she had no consciousness of her own. She was absorbed in eating her hard and incomparable bacon. She looked like a hamster fighting with nuts.

"What did you cook?" Curtis asked curiously. I don't remember that Parker prepared such hard food for Xiaobai.

"Bacon!" Bai Qingqing said, the chopsticks slipped, and he chewed a few imprinted Bacon "bang" and fell on the stone floor.

Yes, it's a "bang", like the sound of pebbles hitting rocks.

The modern bacon made of pork is hard enough. The meat boiled by Bai Qingqing is made of the strong muscle beast. The meat is cut into strips to be used as a stick to fight.

Bai Qingqing takes a bite and then hears the obvious noise. He is embarrassed.

"Did you boil the stone?" Curtis smiled, got up, walked to Bai Qingqing, and raised his hand to wipe the ashes on her face.

Watching Curtis touch his finger belly and turn black, Bai Qingqing said "ah" and hurriedly touched his face.

"Stained with ashes? A lot? "

Curtis "well" gave Bai Qingqing a positive answer.

Bai Qingqing was even more embarrassed. He wiped a few of them casually, but the ashes on his face were dizzy. There was no clean skin on his whole face.

Curtis's eyes were more smiling. He picked up Bai Qingqing with one arm and said, "I'm finished. Go down to eat."

"Well."

Bai Qingqing took a piece of bacon and fed it to Curtis. "It tastes good, but the meat is a little hard."

It's more than a little. Bai Qingqing hasn't eaten a piece of meat for so long.

Curtis held the meat in curiosity, chewed it, and jokingly said, "stop eating it, and wait for Parker to come back and cook it for you."