Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Yue Niang curled her lips and said, "Who are you looking down on when you say this?"

Du Wenxiu smiled happily and said nothing more.

After sitting and talking for a while, A Luo came back and volunteered to help in the kitchen, but was driven out by Yue Niang.

"This will be the signature dish of my restaurant from now on. No one should think of stealing my recipe."

This remark made everyone in the courtyard laugh, and they left as instructed. A'luo went to wash clothes, while Qi Sanniang returned to the main room to chase mosquitoes with Haisheng.

The cicadas outside the window were chirping very loudly, and the kitchen was so hot that it was impossible to sit still.

Yue Niang took a small fan and chased Du Wenxiu to fan her, but she still couldn't stop the sweat from dripping down.

"Oh, my ancestor, you might as well go out and have a rest instead of being in the way here."

Du Wenxiu complained with a slight smile, but suddenly a wet towel covered her face.

"If I had known it was so hot in the kitchen, I should have asked you to cook on a cooler day." Yue Niang said in annoyance.

Du Wenxiu burst out laughing: "Does your restaurant's guests have to choose a cooler weather to come and dine?"

"If you do business this way, don't ask me to invest in you and don't hurt me anymore."

Yue Niang was not convinced when she heard this: "Listen to me, listen to me, what kind of words are you talking about? I am only saying this because I feel sorry for you. You are really taking my kindness for granted."

The two were still bickering, but their hands did not stop.

Du Wenxiu first cleaned the meat, heated it in a dry pan, pressed the skin against the bottom of the pan, burned off the pig hair, and cooked the pork until bubbles appeared before taking it out.

Then cut the hairless pork into pieces about an inch in size, put them into the pot, add cold water, add ginger slices and bring to a boil.

Yue Niang watched closely, fearing that she would miss something and her master would not be able to learn it.

Du Wenxiu looked at her with amusement and reminded her, "There is no firewood at the bottom of the pot. You are trying to light the fire like this, but it won't work."

Yue Niang hurriedly added more firewood and smiled bitterly at her, "It's really hard for you in such hot weather."

Du Wenxiu smiled and said nonchalantly: "I have to let you taste my cooking skills before you can take that percentage of the shares."

Yue Niang spat after hearing this and said, "What are you talking about? It's as if I have never eaten the food you cooked. Even if you don't show off your cooking skills, I still believe in your cooking skills."

"Then shall we go out now?" Du Wenxiu stopped, and Yue Niang smiled and said, "We have already started cooking, don't waste the good meat, I will light the fire, you just keep busy."

Du Wenxiu then smiled and turned around, put a little oil in the pot, slid the drained meat into the pot, stir-fried it quickly for a few times, threw in some spices like star anise, cinnamon and bay leaves, put in some ginger and garlic, added soy sauce and stir-fried, then poured boiling water to cover the meat and covered the pot.

"Turn down the fire and simmer it slowly for a while." Du Wenxiu instructed Yue Niang and pulled out a few more pieces of firewood.

"I received a letter from the Chi family yesterday. After thinking it over, I still feel that I should tell you." Yue Niang frowned, a little hesitant.

Du Wenxiu looked over in confusion, smacked her lips and said:

"I'm afraid things are not going well at the British palace. His Royal Highness's concubine met with an accident just after giving birth to a baby boy, and they haven't figured out who did it yet."

Du Wenxiu's eyes widened in shock. She had just become a mother and treated her son like a treasure. Now, hearing the bad news about another child, she couldn't help but feel the same pain.

"Who could be so cruel as to harm a baby?" She lowered her voice and asked anxiously.

Yue Niang shook her head, then nodded, but said nothing.

Yes, how could such a confidential matter be made public? Everyone was just guessing secretly.

It seems that the King of England’s situation is worse than previously thought.

It is said that even a tiger will not eat its own cubs, but it is also said that there is no father-son relationship in a royal family. Prince Ning became the emperor, but he was even more cruel than the previous one. That was his own grandson.

However, it is not necessarily the emperor who did it, not the young, beautiful, and delicate Concubine Yu...

Du Wenxiu and Yue Niang were both silent. The emperor's family affairs were not something that could be discussed so easily.

Thinking back to the novels about Jinyiwei that I read in my previous life, I never knew when someone would overhear my story and throw my whole family into jail...

Du Wenxiu couldn't help but shudder, secretly comforting herself that she must have been overthinking.

The two of them eventually lost interest in talking and finished their meal in silence.

Du Wenchan also came back from the workshop at this time, and she started to complain of hunger as soon as she entered the door.

At the lunch break, no one ate much because of Yang's sudden condition. Now everyone was starving and their stomachs were protesting.

Finally, he made an egg soup and called everyone to the table.

The sun was setting in the west and the yard was cool. With the full moonlight, everything could be seen clearly, so the dining table was set in the yard.

"Wow, what kind of meat did you cook, sister? Why is it so delicious?"

Du Wenchan was already starving, and unable to resist the aroma of the meat, she took up her chopsticks and took a bite. She immediately screamed, and A Luo slapped her without hesitation.

"How can a girl be so unruly?"

Du Wenchan stuck out her tongue, but kept asking Du Wenxiu questions.

"It's not a good idea for you to ask this. It will be the exclusive secret recipe of my restaurant from now on." Yue Niang said jokingly and picked another piece from her.

Du Wenchan wailed, quickly scooped the meat from her bowl into her mouth, and then hurried to pick it up again.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong, and looking around, I saw that several people were looking at me with smiles, but no one was picking up their chopsticks.

"What are you doing? My sister made such delicious food and no one wanted to snatch it from me, but I just ate it all by myself." Du Wenchan muttered, not understanding what was going on.

Du Wenxiu smiled slightly and said behind her: "Brother Lu, why did you arrive after dark? If it weren't for the late dinner today, I'm afraid there would be nothing to eat."

Du Wenchan froze for a moment, and slowly turned around to see—

There was no Lu Dawei at all, it was just her sister teasing her.

He couldn't help but let out an "ow", stood up and walked around the table to hug Du Wenxiu.

Fortunately, A Luo was quick to act and pulled her back.

"Silly girl, you are so old and you still can't eat properly."

Du Wenchan showed a trace of grievance on her face. It was clearly her sister who was making fun of her about her marriage, so why was she the one who got criticized in the end?

Du Wenxiu stopped immediately and apologized to her sincerely: "It's my fault. I was just thinking about having fun and forgot that I shouldn't play tricks on you like this."

"It's okay, it's okay. After all, I was the one who lost my temper. It was my sister who should have reminded me." After hearing what Du Wenchan said, she instantly forgot the grievance in her heart and waved her hand magnanimously.

"However, how come Brother Lu has been gone for such a long time and hasn't come back yet? I wonder where he is staying tonight?"

She was a generous girl. Instead of being shy and letting her sister tease her, it would be better to say it openly.

"Oh, it's my fault that I came too late and made my sister worry. I'm so sorry."

At this moment, a rough yet joyful voice came from behind, and Du Wenchan's body stiffened again.