Siheyuan: 55 years, starting from a buyer

"I said...it's not like that, Brother Wu, actually I...well, I can't think of any reason to defend Cha Yang and Li Min."

"Forget it, I can't manage them anymore."

Thinking back to the past, whenever something happened, Li Min would always yell at Yu Xiaowei without knowing right or wrong. It was indeed generous of her to be able to live under the same roof with them now.

After being reminded by Wu Nan, Liu Peng also came to his senses and raised his food. "Let's go in and eat. This way they won't have to cause any more trouble." Wu Nan thought that it was none of his business. "Anyway, if we have a proper meal like this, it will be another quarrel if Cha Yang finds out." However, it is likely to annoy Cha Yang and Li Min and make them come to trouble Yu Xiaowei. So, when Wu Nan heard Liu Peng mention "go in and eat", he didn't hesitate, and the two of them immediately took the food and went into their room.

In the yard, Li Min continued to carefully clean Cha Yang's wounds. Cha Yang's self-esteem, which had been hurt for a long time, also found a ray of comfort. "Brother, does your wound hurt?" Li Min seemed very happy to get close to Cha Yang. "It hurts, be gentler," Cha Yang responded while breathing in pain.

The place where he was injured before was still painful, and this time it was even worse. He was a person who was more sensitive to pain and easily fragile, so at this moment he couldn't help but frown.

"Don't use so much force." Li Min hurriedly reduced the strength of his hands.

He asked the other party to find some hemostatic patches to cover the scars. During the fight with Wu Nan, he was always in a passive position, so he inevitably suffered a lot of punches and kicks. In addition, because Wu Nan wore a diamond ring on his wrist, his face was also slightly scratched. Although the scars were not deep, it was indeed painful. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that his face seemed to be swollen. After he was touched by Li Min, the pain became more intense. He decided not to accept this massage anymore, but asked to find something to temporarily cover the scars.

"Brother Yang, I saw a medicine bag when I was in our room. It turns out that I wanted to apply some new medicine to your wound this evening to show my worth."

After Yu Xiaowei and his friends chose the high-rise house, only two rooms on the ground floor and a room in the backyard were left.

Yang Zhang didn't want to live in the backyard, as he always felt that the wall connecting the outside and the back gave him no sense of belonging and security. So he wanted to live in the rooms on the ground floor, but most of these rooms were empty and some were even filled with clutter.

Since she finally had the chance to live in the same room with Yang Zhang, she offered to clean up. During the cleaning, she accidentally found items that could be used, as well as medicine packaging that was put aside for her to display in the evening. The other storage room was too messy, which prompted Lu Peng and Wu Nan to choose the room in the backyard. "Then go get it!" he urged.

"Brother, don't worry about the cold. Let us go in and treat your wounds." Li Min was still happy to do it despite being scolded. She pointed to the room that had been tidied before and explained the situation to Yang Zhang.

Although it did not snow again, the climate in this season was not too hot. Zhang Yang nodded in response and entered the room with the help of Li Min.

Li Min happily opened the medicine box, intending to treat Yang Zhang, but unexpectedly found that there were no medical supplies in the box.

It is very likely that these supplies had been used up before, so the owner stored some sewing tools in the box. As a result, in addition to finding no medicines and patches for treating external injuries in the medicine box, there were only some things such as needles, buttons or ropes left, which made him think that he could still make some treatments. Full of hope, after seeing the reality, Yang Zhang's face was full of dissatisfaction: "What's going on? Why are you so unreliable?"

Seeing that Cha Yang ignored her, Li Min quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Brother Cha, are you hungry? I'll give you some food, have something to eat."

When talking about eating, Cha Yang felt more and more depressed. After tasting the leftover sauce from Yu Xiaowei's cooking, he could imagine how delicious Yu Xiaowei's food was. Compared with the dark "black food" plate in front of Cha Yang, he felt so depressed that he could hardly breathe. However, he felt hungry, and his movements slowed down due to his injury. When he was shopping in the small supermarket, Li Min helped him pack a lot of goods - they were all snacks, and he was not full.

"Please use a low heat when cooking and don't let the ingredients turn black." Cha Yang could only put his inner depression aside for the time being and gently gave advice to the only helper beside him, Li Min.

"Okay, okay, don't be impatient, please wait a moment. Although I have never cooked before, I have some experience now. I will cook a new dish for everyone." Li Min said with full confidence. She thought that since Yu Xiaowei could do it, she could do it too, but she just had no cooking experience before.

If Yu Xiaowei knew this idea, he would be very puzzled. When Yu Xiaowei first learned cooking as a child, the dishes he made were far less colorful than Li Min's.

Li Min walked out of the room with full confidence and stepped back into the kitchen. Without noticing the new pots and pans that seemed to have been cleaned, she searched for usable ingredients in the kitchen.

After some exploration, the only things found in the kitchen were a few remaining tomatoes, potatoes that were beginning to sprout and looked bad, a pile of dried lotus leaves, and a bottle of powder.

The bottle was labeled "soybean powder", but the part that was stained with grease fell off after being cleaned, leaving only the word "soybean powder". I have heard that Lee Min-hee eats bean paste buns, so I guessed that the substance in the bottle was probably made of soybeans, so I put it in the cupboard and took it out.

"Lotus leaf, lotus leaf, yes, steam potatoes with dried lotus leaves, and finally sprinkle with soybean powder for seasoning." This idea is quite abrupt and strange. However, under this assumption, steaming food usually has no adverse consequences; just make sure the food is not dried out and cooked.

Li Min was quite confident in this cooking method. So she first washed the potatoes that were not good on the ground with water and dug deep to remove the buds. Then, she cut the potatoes into small pieces, spread the bottom with dry lotus leaves, placed the potatoes on top, sprinkled salt for seasoning, and started the steaming and baking process.

In order to find additional ingredients for the meal, Li Min searched around the house and was surprised to find that she had homemade pickles preserved at home. This allowed Li Min to enjoy the main dish directly with them.

Extremely excited, Li Min took a small piece of pickled vegetables from the pickling container and put it on the plate, with an uncontrollable smile of excitement and excitement on her face.

Then he casually pulled an item out of his pocket and carefully tore open the protective packaging: This item is for this purpose! [Note: The specific name of the item and subsequent plot are omitted in the text]

After looking around, Li Min took the chopping board and found a rolling pin on it. She took something out of her pocket and put it on the chopping board.

Then she walked to the door uncertainly and briskly, making sure that no one showed up. Only then did she return to her place with peace of mind and grind it into powder with a rolling pin.

The powder was sprinkled all over the pickles. Because the pickles were dark in color, their original color was covered up without a trace soon after the powder was sprinkled on them.

Then, Li Min gently stirred the powder with chopsticks and sniffed it carefully again and again; the pickled vegetables had a strong smell that completely suppressed the unique smell of the powder. She felt very satisfied and relieved. So she put the ingredients aside and waited for the potatoes to cook.

After a long wait, Li Min opened the lid and touched the potatoes with a bamboo stick to confirm that they were cooked through. She then tried to lift the edge of the lotus leaf to scoop up the potatoes, but due to her lack of cooking knowledge, she could not reach out to pick up the potatoes without getting hurt as the hot steam from the lotus leaf steamer was rising. The heat was much higher than when it was just boiling.

Li Min's hand was burned by the sudden heat. After she pulled it back, she found that her skin had turned red. She quickly rinsed it with cold water, and it felt slightly better.

After checking whether the remaining lotus leaves needed to be kept, she used chopsticks to pick up the baked potatoes and put them into the bowl. Then she opened the container of bean powder and sprinkled a thick layer of bean powder on the surface of the potatoes. Finally, she said, "It's done."

Full of satisfaction with her "masterpiece", Li Min thought she was a very diligent and capable cook. She found two bowls: she added the food pickled with kimchi to one of them and put it under the rice. At the same time, in order to keep the food hot, she found a plate specially used for making dumplings and wontons, and put all the food (including the two dishes she fried black earlier, of course).

After delivering the food to the room, Li Min showed off a treasure to Cha Yang: "Brother Cha, please eat quickly!"

Cha Yang, who had just eaten a bag of sweet fruit cookies (because he was too hungry and in physical pain), and who was now chewing greasy, sweet food that made his stomach uncomfortable, suddenly brightened up when he saw the food Li Min brought out.

At least it looks like the cooked potatoes wrapped in bean powder look quite sexy, and with a small dish of kimchi, it basically constitutes a complete dinner.

Cha Yang said this but he didn't give in to Li Min. He grabbed the cutlery and ate it. Most of his food was concentrated on the small dish of kimchi and the baked potatoes wrapped in soybean powder. As for the other dishes that were fried until black, they were almost completely forgotten - at least in his memory.

Li Min was confident in her cooking skills. She picked up a piece of fried black food with chopsticks, thinking that apart from the unsatisfactory appearance, the taste of this dish should be excellent.

However, after tasting it, Li Min almost vomited; was this really her dish? If it wasn't a dish she cooked herself, she really suspected that someone had used biochemical drugs to treat her.

Faced with this unacceptable fact, Li Min could only helplessly realize that the taste of the food was really unbearable. He immediately lowered his head and took away the two black dishes; then he ran to the kitchen to rinse his mouth, and after the process was completed, he slowly returned.