Since that conversation, Ding Xiang found that the room next door was empty, and she guessed that the master and servant Sang Nanlin had already left.

These things don't seem to be what she should be concerned about now. What she should be concerned about most is naturally Sangua's scientific examination.

Soon, the day passed.

The next day, Lin Sangua packed herself up early, while Ding Xiang was still counting all the things her son had brought.

"Well, I brought food, a writing brush and a stone mill, a pot, and fire dumplings."

"Pot?" When Lin Sangua heard this, a question mark appeared on his head.

He turned to look at Ding Xiang, who was still busy, and asked: "Mom, I'm going to take an exam, why are you bringing the pot in?"

"Of course it's cooking. People are like rice and steel. You have to stay in the examination room for five days. What kind of food can have such a long shelf life, so it's better to bring some raw things in to cook."

"Mom, I'm not going on an outing." Lin Sangua was a little speechless. Sometimes he really felt that his mother was too pretentious.

She was obviously going to take an exam, but she acted like she was going to enjoy a blessing.

When others see him, they might laugh at him!

"You don't know. When you go to the examination room, you will understand your mother's painstaking efforts. Then you will definitely thank your mother for taking precautions." Ding Xiang smiled and was not in a hurry to explain. Some things will naturally be known through personal experience.

If you want to stay in a place as difficult as an examination room for five days, just one word, endure it!

Only by eating well and sleeping well can people be energetic and immune.

This is the only thing Ding Xiang can think of for her son so far.

"But mother, I really don't think it's necessary,

There are people selling food in this examination room, so there’s no need to worry about that.”

"Do you think I don't know?" Ding Xiang rolled her eyes at her son. Now that his wings were strong, this boy actually dared to refute her words.

But it's very good. This is a good sign. If she had never had any opinions like before and listened to her, then she would be anxious.

"There will be people selling food in this examination room. It is not only expensive, but also very unpalatable. Are you sure you want to eat it?"

"this"

Lin Sangua was actually a little hesitant. He really didn't want to bring those miscellaneous things with him.

But his mother was so insistent, and he still couldn't defeat his mother's good son.

I thought to myself that it would not be a violation to bring these things into the examination room.

So I acquiesced.

After all, deep down in his heart, he is more of a mama's boy and listens more to Ding Xiang.

"Look, how many delicious things mom has prepared for you. This tortilla, heat it up when you want to eat it, and these wontons. When the weather is cold, have a bowl of hot Chaos. Don't be too happy. This is for you.

Mom, I cooked braised beef and pickled molded tofu for you. The molded tofu is amazing and goes very well with rice. With these small green vegetables and sausages, you can make a bowl of claypot rice."

As a series of delicious names were reported, Lin Sangua's eyes opened wider and wider, and the saliva in his mouth began to secrete crazily.

For a foodie, this is simply a fatal attraction.

That little different opinion just now has long since disappeared without a trace.

Lin Sangua approached Dingxiang and asked slyly: "Mom, are we going too far like this?"

?”

Ding Xiang said matter-of-factly, "What's too much? It's not like we don't have the conditions."

What an arrogant tone!

"Hehe, delicious corn tortillas, as well as wontons, beef, molded tofu, rice, and clay pot rice. I'm so happy.

~" These delicious foods flashed through Lin Sangua's mind, and the saliva from the corner of his mouth finally couldn't help but flow out.

When Ding Xiang saw it, she couldn't help but poked his little head and joked: "You little good-for-nothing."

Lin Sangua giggled twice and then thought of claypot rice. He still didn't know what claypot rice was?

"By the way, mother, what is this clay pot rice?"

Only then did Ding Xiang realize that her son still didn't know what claypot rice was.

The reason why San Gua was asked to prepare clay pot rice was because the pot San Gua brought into the examination room was actually a clay pot.

There are many foods that can be cooked in a casserole, but the most famous one is clay pot rice.

It seems that there is no local dish similar to clay pot rice here.

Ding Xiang taught Sangua how to make claypot rice. Sangua was smarter and learned it right away.

After everything was explained, Dingxiang asked her son to take some of the things she had packed, and she also took some.

The two people then went out and headed towards the examination room.

They arrived relatively early, but when they arrived outside the examination room, they found that someone was earlier than them.

That scene, the scene of adults accompanying their children to high school in the 21st century, was even worse.

It's full of people, coming and going, bustling, it's a lively place.

"Mom, I'm going in." Lin Sangua said from Ding

Xiang took the thing in his hand and said.
Chapter completed!