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Chapter 3
Jiang Ci faced the first major problem after coming to this world.
—No money.
According to the original body's memory, the cash she has on hand now is barely 20,000 in total.
It was enough for her to survive for a while, but it was not enough, plus the cost of rent, it was very reluctant.
To make matters worse, she has no source of income.The original body had just resigned not long before the accident, and although Jiang Ci had a little memory of the bible-like financial data models she had learned, she knew that she couldn't play them at all.
She didn't even understand how to use her mobile phone.
Jiang Ci has a full understanding of her abilities, and decisively abandoned her plan to find a job according to her original career path.
She plans to go back to her old job.
But it costs money to do the same thing.
Great, the problem is back.
Jiang Ci took a deep breath and decided to settle things one by one, first looking for a place to rest.
...
After Jiang Ci left, Song Xinyu went back to her room to do her homework, feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles while writing.
For a while, thought of the girl who didn't know where to go, and for a while, couldn't help thinking about the taste of shredded chicken porridge.
Song Xinyu put down her pen, ran to the kitchen, opened the lid of the casserole that was still on the stove, and licked her lips...
"Put it down!" Mother's voice sounded behind her.
Song Xinyu put down the cover with a bad face.
"Your father and grandma will be back soon, leave them a few mouthfuls. You have already eaten two bowls!" Wu Li taught, driving her daughter out of the kitchen and closing the kitchen door resolutely.
It took her a lot of effort to control herself.
If it wasn't for Song Xinyu and Song Xinyu urging each other here, she might have already made a move on that pot of porridge!
"When will they come back?" Song Xinyu asked depressedly.
As he was speaking, there was a knock at the door,
At six o'clock in the evening, Song's father pushed the old mother's wheelchair back home.His mother is old, has many chronic diseases, and has a bad appetite. She is as thin as wood.
"Be careful." Wu Li helped push the wheelchair in, "What did the doctor say?"
"It's okay, the doctor gave me some medicine, so I can continue to rest well." Father Song sighed, "I just told you to eat more, but the energy is not enough. How can the body recover itself. But our mother just has a bad appetite.it is good……"
Father Song spoke casually, but the words stopped suddenly.
Usually, when his wife heard this, she would also sigh sadly, but this time her expression was a little different.
His daughter, who often had a bad face, didn't speak, but blinked at him.
Father Song was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Wu Li went to the kitchen: "Didn't the landlord of the room next door think that the tenant ran away, just that girl, she actually came back today, and then used our kitchen to cook a pot of porridge."
What with what?Why do you cook porridge at home?Before Father Song could ask, Wu Li had already lifted the lid of the casserole.
A scent transpired into the air, quickly passed through a short distance, and penetrated into Father Song's nostrils.
"...!"
This, this is... a very gentle taste, which makes people imagine soft and rotten rice grains. It is sticky, soft, warm, and does not need to be chewed. It can be easily crushed by the tongue, and then leaves a mouthful of rice fragrance.
In short, it smells and feels that it must be very comfortable to eat in the stomach.
Father Song walked over involuntarily: "What is this?"
"The chicken porridge made by that girl."
Father Song stared straight at the porridge in the casserole. In the khaki casserole, the water in the porridge was white with a slight yellowish color, and there were finely chopped ham, shiitake mushrooms, chopped green onions, and tender white chicken.Silk.
Good... really want to eat.
"Grandma?" Song Xinyu saw her move.
Father Song turned his head, and saw the old man who was drowsy in the wheelchair due to exhaustion, suddenly raised his head, and looked at him with a thin face.
"Mom, do you want to eat?" Father Song said in surprise.
The pale-haired old man nodded slowly.She didn't know what was going on, and she was dozing off when she smelled a particularly gluttonous smell.
It almost reminded her of her greedy appearance when she was a child.
There was not much porridge left in the pot, so Father Song pretended to have a bowl and placed it in front of his mother.The old man stretched out his thin hand, took the initiative to grab the spoon, and ate it into his mouth.
Pause for three seconds, and take another bite.
Father Song looked at the old man with a good appetite and was in a good mood. After struggling for a while, he couldn't help but start with the casserole and tasted it himself.
In an instant, he was conquered by this taste.
The plump rice has been softened by the casserole, and the rice milk has been stuffed out. The taste is smooth and slightly thick, with the deliciousness of chicken soup.In the next second, the salty aroma of ham suddenly tasted on the tongue, and the pork has a charming flavor under the influence of salt and time.not only that!The shredded chicken is so soft and tender, the shiitake mushrooms are full of fragrance, and each ingredient brings new surprises!
Father Song's eyes widened in shock.
"How can it be so delicious! Whose craftsmanship is this? The girl next door?"
Wu Li smiled and said, "Yeah, I can't think of it."
Song's father grabbed the spoon and wanted to eat the porridge left in the pot, but his wife grabbed his arm.
Father Song: "What's wrong?"
"Look." His wife said angrily.
Father Song looked back, and saw outside the kitchen, his eighty-year-old mother was drinking porridge one mouthful after another, with a relaxed expression, occasionally smacking her dry lips beautifully.
This is the rarely seen happy appearance of my mother in her illness.
Father Song's hands froze suddenly, he swallowed, and put the lid back on the casserole.
Father Song was silent for two seconds, and asked, "How can I contact that girl? Can I ask her to cook for me?"
"What are you thinking?" Although Wu Li was tempted, she also felt that it was impossible, "You have tried this craft, do you think our family can afford it?"
Father Song fell into deep thought.
"However... that girl really wants to say that she is going to open a store, so I'll go and find out. When her store opens, we can eat there." Wu Li said.
"That's great!"
After eating the porridge, Song's father began to complain: "Such a good girl, what's the matter with Lao Liu? How could you just drive her out like this, and don't give any trust to her tenant who has lived in it for a year."
"That's right, this girl was hospitalized a while ago, it's so pitiful." Wu Li complained.
Song Xinyu looked at grandma eating porridge with a serious expression on her face, she didn't know if she was greedy for porridge or thinking about something else.
...
The old Liu mentioned by Song's father was Jiang Ci's original landlord. This old house in the old city was his early house, and it became an income after he couldn't move.
His location is not close to the subway station, so it does not have an advantage in the rental market, and there may be a gap of several months when the tenant changes.
But recently, it was a coincidence. Just after his last tenant lost contact, the house was taken over by a wealthy tenant. The price he offered was quite high, on the condition that he clear the house quickly.
Coincidentally, the new tenant is also a young girl, also surnamed Jiang.
"Miss Jiang, here is the key. The house has been cleaned up." Old Liu led Jiang Xiaotang around the house.
"Okay, that's it." Jiang Xiaotang took the key, turned and walked downstairs.
"When do you carry your luggage, I can help you." Lao Liu said enthusiastically.
"No need, I don't live here." Jiang Xiaotang smiled and asked suddenly, "By the way, the last tenant, does he know that I live here?"
"The last tenant?" Old Liu didn't know why, "It's a coincidence that I just found out yesterday that she didn't run away, but was just hospitalized. Don't tell me, I feel really uneasy when I get her luggage out like this."
Jiang Xiaotang hummed: "She deserves it."
Old Liu was stunned. He didn't expect the person in front of him to react like this. Could it be that she knew a tenant?
"Isn't she curious? Isn't she curious about who took her place?" Jiang Xiaotang raised her face and looked up, looking at the balcony of the house she rented, with a bright smile on her face.
Just as I was having fun, I suddenly heard a "bah".
Jiang Xiaotang lowered her head and realized that it was a little girl poohing herself, her high-end skirt must have been stained with spittle!Jiang Xiaotang jumped in anger: "What are you doing! Are you sick?!"
"Xiaoyu, what's the matter with you?!" Lao Liu was also taken aback.
But the little girl had already run away, and turned back after running more than ten meters: "Disgusting, you kicked people out of the house while they were sick, you were the one who came here to make trouble with her last time!"
"This is called taking advantage of someone's danger!"
When the girl yelled, all the pedestrians nearby looked over, with doubts, gossip, and disdain in their eyes.
Jiang Xiaotang blushed with anger, and said angrily, "Mr. Liu, I kicked her out while she was sick? Is that what you think?" She didn't know this girl at all, so things related to her could only be passed on from the landlord..
Turning his head, he saw Old Liu frowning and looking at her in surprise.
"So that's what you mean..." Lao Liu suddenly realized, thinking of the image he might appear in the old neighbor's mind, his face turned blue and red.
Old Liu gritted his teeth: "How can you be so vicious at such a young age!"
...
On the other hand, Jiang Ci has found a new home.
In her previous life, in order to find famous teachers, she often traveled across mountains and rivers, and her ability to survive has been cultivated.In less than two days, she found a temporary place to live.
The so-called being able to live temporarily means that there is a kitchen in it for her to toss about.
In the past two days, Jiang Ci also learned more about the world.She has no money at the moment, so she has to find a job first, but every kitchen job in this world requires something called a "health certificate".
Jiang Ci then applied for a health certificate, and while waiting for the certificate to come out, she received a call.
It was a call from Yuanben's grandmother.
Jiang Citian was not afraid of anything, and he didn't panic for more than two days when encountering such a thing as rebirth from another world.At this time, there was a rare sudden bump in my heart.
This is the only family member Yuanshen still can't let go of.
Jiang Ci planned to take on the responsibilities that the original body was supposed to bear.
She answered the phone: "Grandma?"
...
On weekends, Jiang Ci was busy in the small kitchen of the family building in the suburban teachers' community.
Shiitake mushrooms, pick one that is roughly straight, with a thick cap and a pure aroma, wash and boil until soft, remove the stalks and chop, add ginger and garlic and stir-fry until the fragrance is released, pour in the fresh soup prepared in advance to taste, and cook slowly to taste,Finally, sprinkle diced tomatoes, diced ham, and pine nuts, cook for a while, thicken the sauce, add sesame oil, and scatter chopped green onions, all done in one go.
For water shield, pick green and tender ones with strong stems and leaves, put them in boiling water for a quick simmer, take them out and put them in a soup bowl.Throw the pre-baked shredded chicken breast into the stock pot and boil for a while, skim off the foam, season the pot, pour the hot stock on the water shield, sprinkle with shredded ham, and drizzle some chicken oil.
Pig five flowers, fat and thin, evenly layered, bright red in color, blanched in water to remove the fishy smell, boiled with star anise, cinnamon, rice wine, fennel and other seasonings on high heat, then add dried plum vegetables and sugar, stir and cook,Thicken the soup, steam it with dried vegetables, cooking wine, and soup...
It was meal time, and in the old family building, the smell of dinner drifted outside through the windows of every household, spreading in the corridors and corridors.
Among them, the most alluring overbearing aroma overwhelmed all other flavors, making people hungry and twitching their index fingers.
In less than five minutes, many heads suddenly appeared in the originally empty corridor. Everyone looked at each other, and after looking at each other, they all understood: everyone was attracted by this fragrance!
Soon, they locked the door of a family.
For the first time in the family building, there was a crisp and clear shout: "Mr. Zhao! What is your cooking, why is it so delicious?"
After more than ten seconds, an old lady with gray hair opened the door and poked her head out from the room.
Her face was flushed, and she couldn't hide the pride in her eyes: "Oh, my granddaughter came to see me, haha, she's cooking for me!"