The middle-aged woman's name is Wu Li. She was not surprised that Jiang Ci could cook, but she didn't expect her to be so good!

She hasn't tasted it yet, just by looking at Jiang Ci's handling of the ingredients and her skillful seasoning, she knows that her craftsmanship is extraordinary.

In just ten minutes, she had prepared various ingredients by category and put them in small dishes one by one.

Then, Jiang Ci skillfully put her pot on the stove, stood in front of her stove, and turned the knob of the gas stove to the left.

no response.

Jiang Ci twisted again.

Still no response.

Jiang Ci was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Excuse me...how do you use this stove?"

Wu Li was stunned, a little suspicious of her eyes.

This man is so proficient with knives, why can't he even hit a gas stove?

"Excuse me, how do I use this stove?" Jiang Ci repeated.Originally, he doesn't cook very much, and mostly uses an induction cooker, and his memory of gas stoves is really vague.After searching in her mind for a long time, she remembered the left-handed movement.

While entering this body, Jiang Ci also received the memories of the original body, but these memories were vague, as if she was watching another person's world through the reflection on the water.

Wu Li came back to her senses: "To ignite the gas stove, you have to press down the knob first, and then release it when the fire starts."

Wu Li simply showed her a demonstration, and taught her how to adjust the fire from high to low.

After Jiang Ci thanked her, she researched it several times and mastered the method before putting all the ingredients into the pot and starting to simmer.

"It will take a while to eat." Jiang Ci washed his hands, quickly cleaned up the kitchen, and restored it to its original state.

After Jiang Ci walked out of the kitchen, she rested on Wu Li's sofa for a while, during which she called the landlord to explain the situation.

The landlord was aggressive at first, because he was short of rent and left without saying goodbye.Jiang Ci explained calmly, but after the explanation, the tone on the other side suddenly weakened.

"Why don't you say anything about accidents? Look at this..." The landlord said "tsk", "But this house already has a new tenant, so I really can't rent it to you."

"It's okay." Jiang Ci rubbed her forehead. Originally, she rented a house in this area for work. Now that her job is gone, there is no reason to continue renting.And Jiang Ci also planned to find a more suitable place for herself.

After solving the problem with the landlord, the cooking of shredded chicken porridge in the kitchen entered the final stage.

Jiang Ci returned to the kitchen.

The casserole was placed on a small fire, and she could hear the shredded chicken porridge in the pot bubbling and bubbling. The gas pushed the fine and thick porridge away, lifted it into the air, and drilled through the small hole on the top of the casserole.come out.

Jiang Ci opened the lid with a rag, sprinkled fresh green onion, and turned off the fire.

Wu Li and Song Xinyu could not help but gather around the kitchen.

The rich and fresh aroma of the porridge could no longer be stopped, and it floated out from the kitchen, making their stomachs suddenly hungry after lunch.

Jiang Ci turned her head, saw the expressions of the two, and said with a smile: "Excuse me, take some bowls, I don't know where you put your bowls."

"I'll get it for you!" Wu Li couldn't wait to open the disinfection cupboard, and took out three bowls and three spoons.

Half a minute later, three bowls of porridge were placed on the dining table.The aroma of porridge was completely transferred from the kitchen, filling the small space of Song Xinyu's home.

"Taste my craft." Jiang Ci greeted casually, sat down by herself, and started eating the next moment.

And Song Xinyu stared at the food in front of her, her eyes straightened.

The rice has been fully simmered in the casserole, and now it becomes sticky and soft, exuding a faint rice fragrance.Red diced ham, light brown shiitake mushrooms, emerald green scallions, and tender chicken pieces are scattered among the rice grains. The colors are rich, but not overwhelming.

Just by inhaling the hot aroma, it brings a sense of healing, and instantly whets the appetite, making people want to taste it immediately.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and only two hours had passed since she had lunch.

Usually at this time, she would not feel hungry at all, but at this moment her stomach growled.

Song Xinyu picked up a white porcelain spoon, took a spoonful of shredded chicken porridge, and ate it into his mouth.

"...!"

The hot shredded chicken porridge that had just come out of the pot made her shudder, and what followed was an indescribable taste that erupted on her tongue.

The sticky and soft rice grains are easily crushed by the tongue without passing through the teeth.The chicken nuggets are marinated and seasoned, soft, tender and fragrant, perfectly blended with the fragrance of diced mushrooms and the saltiness of ham in the aroma of grains.

The warm shredded chicken porridge passes through the esophagus, and a sense of warmth reaches the stomach. The stomach is instantly moisturized, bringing a wonderful sense of relief.

It's like... When she was sick when she was a child, her mother stroked her forehead's hand.

Song Xinyu stared blankly at the porridge bowl in front of her.

How, how can there be such delicious porridge...

Next to it, Wu Li sipped the porridge. The porridge was very hot, but she ate it eagerly, as if she had never seen such delicious food.

I really haven't seen it!

According to Wu Li's past habits, she would compliment others politely when she tasted other people's dishes.But at this moment, she forgot to comment, and only knew to taste one mouthful after another, until the small porcelain bowl bottomed out.

After Wu Li finished her porridge, she said in disbelief, "Your craftsmanship...is really good!"

"How, does it suit your appetite?" Jiang Ci smiled.

"It's so good." Wu Li exclaimed, "It's much better than the ones in restaurants outside!"

"That's good." Jiang Ci smiled, "Another bowl?"

Of course I will.Wu Li didn't keep Jiang Ci busy, and went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of porridge. Seeing this, Song Xinyu also accelerated her eating speed.

Jiang Ci's appetite was limited, and she felt full after drinking a small bowl of shredded chicken porridge, so she got up to pack the box the landlord left in the hallway.

After filling her stomach, she finally had the energy to digest the current situation.

In her previous life, she traveled all over the world, discussing crafts with chefs from all over the world, and learned a lot during the process.

She had heard ghost stories such as "resurrection from the dead", but those stories were not the same as her situation.

She didn't intend to occupy a body on purpose. To be precise, it was more like her soul body was caught by an invisible force when she was floating, and she was stuffed over...

Coincidentally, this body has the same name and surname as her, and its appearance is eight or nine points similar.

However, since she had a chance to live again, she planned to live well.

Jiang Ci is obsessed with food, but unfortunately she suffered from a serious illness in her previous life when she was less than 30 years old, and her sense of taste deteriorated, let alone cooking, she couldn't even taste the taste of dishes.The famous doctors from all over the country brought by the family were helpless, and she passed away soon after.

She hasn't lived enough.

This is very different from the current situation of the owner of this body.

Jiang Ci opened the cardboard box, and there were indeed not many things left by the original body, no wonder the landlord thought she had run away.There are not many clothes stuffed in a small suitcase, a few notes, a bag of skin care products, a photo album, and two cute plush toys.Not even electronics.

The half-used daily necessities are estimated to have been lost by the landlord.

Jiang Ci subconsciously flipped through the photo album, opened the first page, and saw "Brother Wei".

It was a young man in his twenties, wearing a suit and looking like a human being.

Jiang Ci learned from her memory that the original body had been in love with him since high school.At that time, Wei Haoze was working in her family's business. He was handsome and personable.At that time, Yuanshen was squeezed out by his stepmother and stepsister at home, and he was not valued by his father. After a little warmth in an affair, he soon fell into trouble.

In Yuan Xin's heart, Wei Haoze is the only person who cares about her, and is her reliance and motivation to survive in this world.

Therefore, when Wei Haoze made it clear that he was with Jiang Xiaotang, the step-sister who kept ostracizing the original body, the original body collapsed.

"Xiaoci, you have to understand, I really just think of you as my younger sister all the time, I never thought you would think like this."

"I like Xiaotang. She is very different from you. She will fight for what she likes. You see, she is as old as you and already has shares in the company. And what about you? What do you have?"

"Let's keep the brother-sister relationship, okay? We will meet again at home in the future. I don't want us to become awkward."

Every word of Wei Haoze's was perfectly pierced into Yuanchen's heart.

Yuanshen didn't think about eating or drinking, and was in a daze, and when the vehicle was approaching her, she couldn't dodge in time.

The memory stops here.

The original body didn't know who Wei Haoze was, but Jiang Ci was different.She took out the photo casually and threw it into the cardboard box that she was going to throw away, and she also threw the two plush toys in it - it was a gift from Wei Haoze to "her".

Jiang Ci continued to look back, and saw photos of Yuanben's mother and grandmother in the album.

Yuanzheng's mother passed away when Yuanshen was young, and her grandmother was a retired old teacher who lived in the suburbs of this city. She used her pension to subsidize Yuanshen, and she was the only relative that Yuanshen could not let go of.

But Yuanshen lived very alone, so in fact he didn't have much contact with his grandmother.

Finally, Jiang Ci's eyes fell on a selfie of a girl.

The young girl's eyes are bright and gazing, her skin is snow-white, and her brows and eyes are innocent and ignorant of the world.

It's like...the self who never walked the rivers and lakes when he was young.

Jiang Ci's expression moved slightly, her slender fingers touched the photo, and gently slid across the girl's face.

It was a big advantage for her to be able to live again.What this girl cares about, she will help her maintain.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of grandma."

Jiang Ci said softly in her heart.

The familiar cell phone ringtone rang at this moment.

"Your phone is ringing!" Song Xinyu shouted in the restaurant.

Jiang Ci returned to the restaurant and picked up the mobile phone on the dining table.

It was still Wei Haoze's call.

No one in the "Jiang family" cared about what happened to Yuanshen, but this person continued to "caring" tirelessly after asking Yuanshen not to pester her.

Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows, her face was completely different from the girl's selfie.She moved her fingers slightly, tapped twice on the table, and then connected the phone.

As soon as the connection was made, a man's urgent voice came from the phone: "Xiaoci? Are you okay, why didn't you answer my call?"

Jiang Ci's tone was calm: "Well, what can I do for you?"

Wei Haoze was startled.

In my impression, this beautiful and innocent girl would only look at him with admiring eyes, not to mention refusing to answer the phone, she would anxiously apologize if she answered the phone late.

But now, the tone of the other party is as if... he is an insignificant person.

Wei Haoze pursed his lips, and asked again: "Xiao Ci, why did you refuse to answer my call just now?"

There was an almost inaudible chuckle from the microphone, which seemed to be mocking.

Wei Haoze's heart tightened, and he listened to the other end of the phone and said, "If you want to refuse, you can refuse. Do you need any explanation?"

Wei Haoze was stunned: "Xiao Ci, you..."

"The connection is also to say something. I feel disgusted when I hear your voice, so this is the last time."

"What—" Wei Haoze was blocked before he finished speaking.

He froze in place, more surprised than annoyed, leaving his expression blank.

How could Xiaoci do this?

In the past, she would thoughtfully make lunch boxes for him to take to the company, and would carefully prepare gifts on various festivals to make him happy.As long as she is a little serious, she will be afraid of making herself unhappy.

What is going on now?

...

"Who is that?" Song Xinyu hesitated, unable to control her curiosity.

When Jiang Ci answered the phone, she was still lying on the dining table and eating hard.I thought it was an ordinary phone call, but it turned out to be something extraordinary.

Jiang Ci smiled: "It's nothing, it's not important."

Song Xinyu stopped asking because she saw Jiang Ci walk to the door, pick up the photo album into the suitcase, zip it up, and stand up.

Song Xinyu got up from the dining table: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, I have to find a place to live. Thank you." Jiang Ci looked down at the time, five o'clock.

Song Xinyu frowned: "Do you have a place to live?"

"There will always be a place to live." Jiang Ci replied.

Wu Li hesitated for a while and said, "Why don't you rest with us?"

"No need, I'm bothering you too much." Jiang Ci's tone was gentle, "Xiao Yu, my sister will open a restaurant later, please come and join me, okay?"

Song Xinyu was taken aback for a moment, before saying, "You are only so much older than me, so call me Song Xinyu."

Pausing for a few seconds, he said again: "You want to open a restaurant? Do you have money?"

Wu Li was also surprised by the news.

"I have skills." Jiang Ci smiled, "What do you think of the porridge just now?"

Song Xinyu recalled that feeling, and bit her lips: "Just...returning that...it's pretty good."

Wu Li clapped her hands: "With this skill, maybe it's really possible! I've never had such delicious porridge in a restaurant."

Jiang Ci finished teasing Song Xinyu, thanked her mother and daughter again, and then dragged her suitcase out of the residential building.