"Sister, I heard from the Shao family today that Shao Qingyuan has also finished the imperial examination. Why hasn't he returned to our village yet?"

When Song Zhaozhao heard the name of Shao Qingyuan, he felt really strange and familiar at the same time. According to the novel, even if Shao Qingyuan returned to Zhuangzi, he had been avoiding Song Zhaozhao until the day he married a noble girl, and Song Zhaozhao saw him.

Song Zhaozhao smiled and replied perfunctorily: "Really? No matter how well he did in the exam?"

How could Song Zhaozhao not know how he did in the exam? She even knew which family Shao Qingyuan's daughter from a high family belonged to.

"I heard it's not bad. You can become an official in the future."

Song Zhaozhao was speechless and continued to look at the wheat fish in his pot.

"Zhaozhao, when Shao Qingyuan comes back and marries you, you won't have to endure hardship in the future."

Song Zhaozhao's hand paused. Marry me? How could it be possible? It was too late for him to fawn over a girl from a high family. How could he come to marry me?

"Brother, I won't endure hardship again in the future, but it's not Shao Qingyuan and me, it's our Song family."

"Zhaozhao, what do you mean..."

"Okay, brother, don't talk about him anymore."

Before Brother Song finished speaking, Song Zhaozhao didn't want to continue talking. Seeing that Song Zhaozhao didn't want to talk about Shao Qingyuan, Brother Song thought that Song Zhaozhao was just shy, so he didn't continue to discuss this topic.

"Zhaozhao, tell me, you want to take your wild vegetable egg pancake to the city to buy. What do you think and how do you want to make it?"

"Brother, look over there." Song Zhaozhao pointed to the barren wasteland. Because there is no fertilizer, the Song family no longer grows vegetables on it.

"It's already so desolate, and all the fertilizer has been taken away by my aunt's family. What's the use of that land?" Brother Song curled his lips.

Zhao Zhao smiled: "Brother, have you seen the two piles of pig dung at the door?"

When the pig manure was mentioned, Brother Song's tone became anxious: "Of course I saw it. I don't know who put it in front of our house. If you let me know, I won't be able to spare him!"

Song Zhaozhao waved his hand: "I specifically asked Aunt Zhang next door for that."

"You want...you want...?" Brother Song looked at Song Zhaozhao in disbelief.

Song Zhaozhao looked at Brother Song proudly, smiled and nodded.

"No, I'm a stupid sister. You won't really become stupid after falling into the water, right?"

Brother Song said, still putting his hand on Song Zhaozhao's head, checking again and again whether Song Zhaozhao had a fever.

"It's not burning, is it?" Brother Song said to himself.

Song Zhaozhao put away Brother Song's hand: "Brother, I'm not joking, this pig manure is really good!"

"Then tell me, who told you this? No one in our entire Zhuangzi knows about it." Brother Song also cared about his sister and continued to ask unforgivingly.

"Of course...yes..." Song Zhaozhao stammered.

"Isn't it still your fairy sister?"

"Of course, it's her!" Song Zhaozhao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Since your fairy sister is so powerful, next time she comes to tell you, you must let your brother see her."

"Then you may not see it."

Song Zhaozhao said in a coquettish way, how could she let Brother Song see the fairy sister she called her? She couldn't tell them that she had traveled through time. Then the three members of the Song family would even think that they were in trouble.

"Why?"

"Sister Fairy, don't see outsiders."

Brother Song: "..."

"..."

Song Zhaozhao and Brother Song just continued to bicker with each other.

After a while, the scent of the wheat fish cooked by Song Zhaozhao also came out. Brother Song's thoughts were naturally attracted by the wheat fish. Song Zhaozhao also felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, do you want to eat egg custard?"

Brother Song shook his head: "This is such a waste. If mother finds out, she won't be able to beat us two."

Seeing Brother Song's reaction, Song Zhaozhao smiled, pulled Brother Song and walked towards the place where he had just placed the wild eggs and wild fruits.

"Brother, look!"

Brother Song saw wild eggs and wild fruits everywhere. He thought his eyes were dazzled and kept rubbing his eyes. There seemed to be nearly twenty wild eggs. He had never seen them all at once in his life.

Been through so much.

"Zhao...Zhao Zhao...where did you...get so many of them?"

Brother Song looked in disbelief, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"Brother, these were all found in the back mountain."

"Back mountain?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded affirmatively.

"Isn't this back mountain always under the care of my eldest uncle? My eldest uncle has always said that there is nothing in this back mountain, but only wild beasts and poisonous insects..."

Brother Song's words become less and less confident the more he speaks.

"Zhaozhao, what do you mean...?"

"Brother, why don't we, brother and sister, go see if there are any of those so-called beasts and poisonous insects in the wild mountains tomorrow?"

Brother Song hesitated for a moment. Although he still found it unbelievable, he decided to go with Song Zhaozhao to take a look at this mysterious back mountain.

…

Song Zhaozhao and Brother Song here finished talking and saw that the wheat fish was almost ready, so they put the leftover wild vegetable egg pancakes and some multigrain steamed buns into the steamer.

Take out four newly picked wild eggs. Crack them into a bowl, beat the wild eggs, add a small amount of salt and mix well. The egg liquid will be thinner and yellower than before. Add a small amount of water. Of course, it is warm water.

Cold water is not good, and hot water is even worse. As soon as you rush it in, the eggs will turn into pieces. Finally, add a small amount of lard.

Song Zhaozhao put the prepared egg custard ingredients into the steamer. There was a certain gap in the lid of the pot and it was not covered tightly.

"Zhaozhao, your pot lid is not closed properly."

"Brother, I did this on purpose."

"On purpose?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "The custard steamed in this way will never have honeycomb holes, and the taste will not be old."

Brother Song heard that what Song Zhaozhao said was so reasonable, and he felt more and more mysterious about the fairy sister.

"No wonder, when my mother made these in the past, they didn't taste good or taste good."

It turns out that when the Song family was still relatively wealthy, Song's mother also made egg custard for the two brothers and sisters, but the taste has always been bad, and the two brothers and sisters don't like to eat it. Until now, their lives are like this

Difficulties, egg soup has become a luxury in their Song family. "

"Okay, just steam it for another ten to fifteen points and it's almost done."

The egg custard and pastry have just been steamed, and the wheat fish is also cooked, and the fragrance is wafting over it.

Song Zhaozhao served the wheat fish.

"Brother, go call daddy and mommy for dinner."

"Okay." After Brother Song said that, he turned around and left, "Mom, dad, dinner is ready!"

"Okay, here we come."

"Coming."

Song's father and Song's mother heard the shouting and hurried back from outside. This Zhuangzi was not big to begin with, and Brother Song had a loud voice. With such a shout, I'm afraid everyone in Zhuangzi would know that the Song family was going to eat at this time.
Chapter completed!