First break up the relationship, then get rich, I can choose any handsome man in the world

On the second day, Ye Shian rushed to Wanning Prefecture after dinner. Today she planned to teach Zhang Sanjin and his wife the method of braised pork head.

Zhang Sanjin and his wife learn things very quickly. Ye Shian said that if they were asked to do it, the pork head meat they made the first time would be about 70% cooked.

Ye Shian was very pleased with this, secretly happy that he finally didn't have to deal with pig heads every day. Although pig heads were delicious, the taste during the production process was not very good.

"This is the spice I prepared for you to keep."

Ye Shian handed the spices he had prepared in advance to Zhang Sanjin, then turned to Liu Niang and asked, "Liu Niang, are the side dishes I asked you to prepare ready?"

Liu Niang quickly took out the prepared side dishes: "They are all here."

Ye Shian looked at the prepared side dishes and asked Liu Niang to pour the side dishes into the brine: "Our shop is so big, we can enrich the dishes. We can sell not only pig heads but also other dishes. Pig heads are a bit expensive, and no one will eat them every day, but vegetarian dishes are different, and everyone can afford them."

“Vegetarian dishes are easy to cook and easy to absorb flavor, and they don’t need to be cooked for too long.”

"Okay, that's about it, now get all of this out."

Zhang Sanjin quickly fished out the vegetables. Looking at the tempting vegetables, Zhang Sanjin couldn't help but put them to the tip of his nose and smelled them: "It smells so good."

Ye Shian smiled: "Try it, it tastes no worse than meat."

Zhang Sanjin looked up and smiled shyly at Ye Shian, pinched a potato chip and put it in his mouth, and was immediately amazed by the taste of the potato.

“Potatoes can actually be made to taste better than meat.”

Liu Niang didn't believe it, so she picked one up and put it in her mouth: "It's true, Second Miss, you are really amazing."

Pigs in ancient times were fed coarse grains, which made their pork taste more fragrant and less fishy than modern pork. The resulting pig heads were naturally more delicious, and the same went for the marinade.

The marinade only has the aroma of star anise, without any fishy smell from pork, so the vegetarian dishes cooked with it naturally taste better.

"By the way, Sanjin, the shop will be open in a few days. You can take care of hiring a clerk. He should be hardworking and sweet-talking."

Zhang Sanjin nodded in agreement.

When the pork head was almost cool, Ye Shian asked Zhang Sanjin to pack it up. She planned to take it back for her family to eat, and only left a little for Zhang Sanjin and his wife.

After lunch, Ye Shian took Ying'er back.

The cries of street vendors were endless, and suddenly a special voice came into her ears.

"Tian Gao, delicious Tian Gao..."

"Tian Gao, delicious Tian Gao..."

Ye Shian, who was in the carriage, heard the shouting and quickly leaned out to see an old woman selling fried rice cakes on the street. She remembered Yu Xiuying's words, that when she was a child, her mother would often make this delicacy for her.

Without thinking, she asked Cheng Kuan to stop the carriage: "Cheng Kuan, stop the carriage quickly."

The carriage stopped and Ye Shian quickly jumped off. The old woman was about fifty years old. She was hunched over and sitting in front of the stall.

When Ye Shian came yesterday, he didn't meet them. It must be because they didn't set up the stall yesterday.

"Grandma, how much is this fried rice cake?"

Looking at the elderly man, Ye Shian subconsciously raised his voice.

The old woman was very kind, but it was obvious that she was not in good health and looked very pale. When she saw someone coming to buy fried rice cakes, she still stood up with a smile.

"It's five cents a portion. Try one, young lady."

Ye Shian nodded: "Mother-in-law, give me two to take away."

When she heard that Ye Shian wanted two servings, the old woman was extremely happy: "Oh, okay, wait a moment, young lady."

Ying'er took out the money, took the fried rice cakes, and the two of them got on the carriage. As soon as Ye Shian lifted the curtain and was about to go in, he immediately noticed something was wrong in the carriage.

She tried to retreat but a big hand appeared and grabbed her in.

"No entry allowed."

Ying'er, who was at the back, realized what was happening late and had no idea what was happening. He was climbing up grunting with fried rice cakes in his hand, when he heard Ye Shi'an scolding him from inside the carriage.

She was stunned, not understanding why her daughter wouldn't let her get on the carriage, but she still sat outside the carriage obediently.

The moment Ye Shian was pulled into the carriage, she had a dagger in her hand, ready to stab the other party as long as he relaxed a little.

After being caught and put into the carriage, the other party became motionless. Ye Shian turned around carefully and found that it was Shen Cuo. She quickly put away the dagger.

Shen Cuo's face was pale and his body was covered in blood. His usually neat hair was now disheveled and his clothes were torn.

Seeing him in such a mess, Ye Shian couldn't help but frown: "Why did you get yourself into this state again?"

"Cheng Kuan." She called out, and then asked Shen Cuo in a low voice: "Can we go to the clinic?"

Shen Cuo frowned with a painful expression: "Go to your house!"

Ye Shian: ...

"Cheng Kuan, go home."

Cheng Kuan responded and drove the carriage towards the city gate.

Just as they were about to leave the city gate, a group of soldiers suddenly arrived. They guarded the city gate tightly and carefully identified any tall and thin man.

Ye Shian lowered the car curtain and sighed helplessly. Needless to say, he knew who the people outside were looking for.

It was impossible to pass through the city gate in this way, so Ye Shian could only use his own method.

Looking at Shen Cuo with his eyes closed, Ye Shian gently pushed him: "Shen Cuo?"

Shen Cuo tried hard to open his eyes. It was obvious that he was very weak. His face was pale and his lips were bloodless. Ye Shian smiled sweetly at him.

"clang"

Shen Cuo was just holding on, and Ye Shian hit him on the head with a brick, making it hard for him not to feel dizzy.

Looking at Shen Cuo who was knocked unconscious by him, Ye Shian looked at the brick in his hand again: "It is indeed a magic weapon."

At the city gate, the soldiers stretched out their hands to stop Ye Shian's carriage, lifted the curtain and saw that Ye Shian was the only woman sitting inside, so they did not make things difficult for her and let her pass.

After the carriage had gone a long way, Ye Shian quickly released the people from the space.

"Cheng Kuan speeds up."

Cheng Kuan responded, waved the whip in his hand, and the horse galloped towards Changning Village.

In the carriage, Ye Shian was shaking with the carriage. Looking at the unconscious Shen Cuo, she was extremely anxious: "Shen Cuo, Shen Cuo, I didn't knock you to death, did I?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her finger and tested the tip of Shen Cuo's nose: "It's okay, it's okay, he's still breathing."

Ye Shian was anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

"Ah, yes, anti-inflammatory, anti-inflammatory first."

Looking at Shen Cuo's dark clothes soaked with blood, Ye Shian didn't know how to start. He finally pulled off his clothes and looked at the wounds on his body. Ye Shian felt horrified.

Wounds of varying sizes covered the entire chest, with the worst being on the abdomen.

She took out iodine, wiped it carefully, then applied ointment, and then gave him two anti-inflammatory pills, and that was it.