C11

It had been a long time since she had eaten a proper snack. After weighing the crushed silver in her hand, Wen Jingrong had a rare luxury. She spent 200 copper coins to buy some glutinous rice, sesame seeds and brown sugar in the rice noodle store. Before he left, he found out that he could actually buy the sweet-brewed wine, so he gave up a copper coin to buy a wine-making rice ball.

She still had some mung beans at home. She didn't know which family sold her the mountain pork from last time, but she hadn't had the heart to eat it. She had planned to leave some seeds for planting in the fields in front of the house during the next year and the next. Wen Jingrong had always been a foodie since she was young. She didn't have that many snacks when she was in the countryside, but her grandma could always cook all kinds of delicious food for her. The memory of this delicacy had always been deeply engraved in her mind. She had not expected that it could be used now.

Returning to the Niu Village, Wen Jingrong first went to the house of Carpenter Niu. As expected, the bench was already made, and the bed was just about to be knocked down. The two sons of Carpenter Niu were there as well, because it was a hot day and he was bare-chested. As soon as they saw Wen Jingrong, their faces turned red and they hurriedly ran away.

She had seen a lot of men with bare arms, so she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with them. She said goodbye to Uncle Niu before carrying the two stools away. He didn't notice that there were two pairs of burning gazes staring at her from behind until she left.

As soon as the Carpenter of Ox saw Wen Jingrong off, he turned around and saw his two fools staring at her back. They didn't even notice him when he walked in and snorted coldly.

"People are already far away, stop looking. Da Niu, don't think too much of her. Your mother has already given you all good impressions of the young lady from the Wang family who lives in the neighboring village. After a few days, it's decided. "

The face of Niu family's elder brother, who was called out, turned ashen. He could not help but be secretly delighted; since his brother was out of luck, there was no one left to snatch Little Treasure from him.

Uncle Niu looked at his two sons with different expressions and sighed. He didn't tell his youngest son that his mother had already helped him watch over the Liu family's girls. She was just waiting for him to reach his age. Niu Xiaobao was indeed a good girl; he was also an expert in living a good life. Just by looking at how she took good care of him and his blind brother despite the lack of land, he had no objection to her being his daughter-in-law.

However, his wife just didn't like her. She said that Niu Xiaobao looked like a fox and wasn't someone who could live a peaceful life. Wife was born to be an enemy. Wasn't his old lady quarrelling with her every day when she was here? It would be useless just for her son to like her. Besides, this lady might not even think much of her two boys. If she didn't see them, wouldn't she blush a little when she saw their naked bodies?

His family's two idiots were just like those silly young men in the village. Neither of them entered the girl's eyes. They were fated to be in love for nothing. Uncle Niu suddenly remembered when he was young. He smiled and urged his two sons to continue working on the wood. The entire village knew that Little Treasure's family had an extra patient. If they didn't prepare a new bed for him earlier, this good girl would have to be bedridden for a few more days.

Wen Jingrong had already walked to the mouth of the stream. She had gotten something out of the fish basket that was put down at noon. The three big fish, which were as wide as palms, were not aware of their impending doom at all as they were leisurely paddling and spitting bubbles. Wen Jingrong couldn't help but smile. She picked up the fish basket and covered it with the lid. The fish that were out of the water immediately started to flop around. Her life force was very strong. She could still move even after she reached home.

Murong Mingzhu had been looking out of the window from time to time since she left. When Wen Jingrong's figure appeared on the small path in the forest, he unconsciously sat up straight and stopped folding the paper money in his hands. Niu Dabao, who was especially sensitive to sound, heard the familiar footsteps and a warm smile involuntarily appeared on his face. He waited until the sound of the door opening before turning his head in her direction and said with a smile, "Little Treasure is back."

Wen Jingrong nodded and put down everything on her body. The feeling of someone waiting for her to come home always made her unable to stop herself from smiling happily.

"Bro, let's rest for a bit. We'll see what I brought back for you later." She wiped off her sweat, took the paper money from Niu Dabao's hand and put it aside, then put the oil paper bag on his open palm.

Since the moment she came in, she had not even glanced at him. Murong Mingzhu was a little angry as he crumpled the paper money in his hand and threw it on the ground, successfully attracting Wen Jingrong's attention.

She walked over and picked up the gold foil. Carefully spread it out and kneaded it flat, then skillfully folded it. A few moments later, a standard gold ingot was born under her delicate hands.

Even though she didn't scold him, Murong Mingzhu's face was burning. He had forgotten that the paper money was all there was to it.

At this moment, Niu Dabao had already touched the bag of dim sum. He didn't need to taste it to know what was inside. He smiled as he took a small piece of red bean cake and put it in his mouth.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Jingrong asked as she took a piece from him and stuffed it into Murong Mingzhu's mouth.

Wu Tie responded and slowly chewed on it. Murong Mingzhu, on the other hand, bit into it and refused to eat it again. As she expected, Wen Jingrong took the half piece of red bean cake that he pushed back and stuffed it into her mouth, which naturally surprised Murong Mingzhu.

Red Bean Cake is very delicious. Little Treasure, you have some too.

"We've already eaten and we don't like to eat. You take your time and eat." At this time, she had already started washing the glutinous rice and mung beans. Murong Mingzhu thought she was going to drink the mungbean soup tonight, but he didn't expect her to take out a big bowl of soaked rice after washing up. The yellowish flour was slowly kneaded into a large, fat dough in her hands. After covering it with a wrapper, she carried the fish and the knife outside.

Murong Mingzhu recalled the fish soup that Niu Dabao made that day. It was fishy and smelly, so he had no expectations for dinner. However, when he saw Wen Jingrong start to slice the fish, he couldn't help but curiously stare at her movements. He didn't know how she did it, but the fish turned into a plate of white butterfly fish under her knife.

Of course, Wen Jingrong noticed his curious gaze and started to show off in her heart. Her knife skills with each hand made the fish even more superb, so she couldn't see what was happening clearly. When she finished cooking the two fish fillets, Murong Mingzhu's eyes were still filled with confusion. He didn't understand how a fish could be cut into such a big thin piece of fish.

From the looks of it, he was quite cute. Wen Jingrong had a faint smile on her face as she heated the fire herself to get Niu Dabao to pay attention to adding firewood. She waited until the wok was full of fried spring onion, ginger, garlic, and dried chilli, then put in the remaining fish bones and head, stir-frying until the color changed. While cooking the soup, he pasted on both sides of the pot thin cakes that had been rolled out. When the soup turned white and thickened, a dozen or so cakes would be ready. In the end, Niu Dabao had to put out the fire. Using the remaining heat from the fire, Wen Jingrong cooked the pieces of fish in the pot.

The improved version of Boiled Fish still lacked some flavor because it didn't have that much oil and all the seasonings like bean sauce, bean sprout, and cucumber strips. However, for the two men who were eating fish for the first time, it was extremely delicious. Wen Jingrong had already removed most of the thorns from the fish that had been turned into thin pieces of fish. It was tender and convenient to eat. Wen Jingrong had already taken care of them since they could not eat chilies, but Niu Dabao and Murong Mingzhu were still sweating profusely from the heat. But even so, the two of them still continued to eat the fish. Wen Jingrong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.