Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Yue Niang picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. She found it tender and smooth, melting in her mouth. It was fat but not greasy, lean but not dry, and her eyes lit up as she ate it.

He raised his hand and called Lu Dawei who had just opened the door: "Come quickly, the braised pork made here is really delicious."

Lu Dawei came in laughing, glancing at Du Wenchan repeatedly, but said:

"They say it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early, and today I arrived at the right time."

He took the chopsticks handed to him by A Luo, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, chewing it.

"Wow, this is so delicious. How did my sister-in-law make it? It's much better than the big pot meals I ate in the army."

He sighed again, "It's a pity that there is no wine. Wine and food would be the joy of life."

Then, he and Du Wenchan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in their bowls, and said in a pretentious manner: "I have made you miss me, and now I am here to offer you my appreciation. Please eat a few more pieces."

Everyone at the table was trying to hold back their laughter. Du Wenchan's face was so red that she wanted to bury her head under the table.

"Today, Yue Niang wants to test my dishes. All of this table is the result of my hard work. Everyone should try it and give us your opinions on whether it is delicious or not."

Du Wenxiu arranged dinner and finally helped Du Wenchan out of the predicament.

"The yam noodles and the fungus are crisp, fresh, fragrant and tender, which is a unique dish." Qi Sanniang praised the fungus and yam.

"I don't know what this dish is, but it tastes smooth, soft, juicy, and like something I've never eaten before."

Ah Luo picked up a piece of golden-colored food cut into dice and asked Du Wenxiu. Du Wenxiu smiled and said:

"Aunt, this is the eggplant we often eat at home. We coat it with batter and fry it until it's golden brown, then take it out and drain the oil. Then we add the side dishes and stir-fry it until it's what it is now."

"Oh my goodness." Luo was shocked. "This homely eggplant has such a complicated cooking method. I wonder what kind of family can afford it."

Yue Niang laughed and said, "What A Luo said is not something our family can afford. The eggplant on your chopsticks is really an eggplant."

At this moment, A Luo had an eggplant between his chopsticks, but he was reluctant to eat it.

"How much flour and oil are needed to make this? Now we can afford to eat such expensive food..."

Seeing her full of emotion, everyone couldn't help but laugh: "That's right, since it's already been made, just eat it. It's better than leaving it alone and wasting it."

A Luo nodded repeatedly and swallowed the eggplant in one gulp, squinting his eyes because of the delicious smell.

"It smells really good, everyone come and have a taste."

As they were talking, Qiuyue came to report that Old Man Yang and his grandson had come to kowtow.

It turned out that after Du Wenxiu finished cooking the dishes, he took out a few bites from each portion and put them in a bowl, and asked Qiuyue to serve it to Old Man Yang and his grandchildren. Now he wanted to come in to express his gratitude.

Since they were already here, it would be hard to say goodbye. Du Wenxiu wiped his mouth and followed Qiuyue to the front yard to meet the grandparents and grandchildren.

Old man Yang pulled his granddaughter Qiuyun to kneel on the ground, tears streaming down his face:

"Farmers have never eaten such delicious food in their lives. This time, thanks to grandma, we can enjoy it. It is a sin to make grandma cook for us."

Du Wenxiu did not hide this time, and said with a smile:

"I've done a lot this time. I think it's not easy for you two, one old and one young. Although we're not a wealthy family, at least we're not short of food. We don't have many people, so we can take care of you. You just take good care of the door. When we're doing well in the future, we won't mistreat you."

Old man Yang responded repeatedly, kowtowed, and then left.

Du Wenxiu turned around and went back. Most of the dishes on the table were gone, and he couldn't help feeling happy.

For a cook, what could be happier than seeing their dishes being popular?

Seeing her come back, Yue Niang waved to her repeatedly. She went over to sit down, and only then did she see that the bowl was piled high with several dishes.

"I don't know how long you'll be gone, so I'll pick out some more for you. You can eat slowly. No one will snatch it from you." Yue Niang teased.

Du Wenxiu felt warm in her heart. She had been gone for a short time and the food was still hot.

With clothes to wear, food to eat and people caring about her, she felt that she had nothing to be dissatisfied with.

That night, everyone dispersed and Haisheng was taken to the side room by Qi Sanniang to sleep, saying that Du Wenxiu had been busy today and she couldn't let the child disturb her rest.

Du Wenxiu leaned against the window, looking at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

I have been in this world for three or four years, but the memories of my past life have gradually faded from my mind.

Yes, how can it not be considered living a new life? The more deeply the imprint of one's soul is tied to this life, the more the emotional memory of the original body will fade.

As time went by, I had already become the real Du Wenxiu.

Thinking of Lu Fanghai who had no news outside, she felt mixed emotions.

I originally thought that this man was my support and I couldn't live without him, but now that he has been gone for half a year, I find that I am even more like the man I used to be.

Sure enough, people will become braver when they have no one to rely on.

Just keep moving forward, Du Wenxiu. You have finally carved out a niche for yourself. So, in this difficult world, build a bigger stage.

Thinking like this, he found it even harder to sleep. He then remembered what Yue Niang had mentioned about sending pickles to the palace, and suddenly he thought of a category.

He immediately sat down at the desk, ground ink, spread paper, and wrote down this method.

"Luckily, I was greedy and picky at the time, so I didn't buy those finished products with additives. I looked up the recipe online, and now I still remember it, which is also a blessing."

Du Wenxiu muttered to herself, then undressed, went to bed, and fell asleep contentedly.

The next morning, Yue Niang came to report. Du Wenxiu grabbed her into the house and mysteriously took out the paper he had written last night and showed it to her.

"What is this?" Yue Niang took it and looked at it for a while, frowned, and looked at Du Wenxiu: "Mushroom meat sauce?"

"Yeah." There seemed to be stars in Du Wenxiu's eyes, which made Yue Niang a little dazed for a moment.

"You said you wanted to bring pickles into the palace, and the watermelon pickled beans have been granted to the Chen family as a monopoly. If you think the eight-treasure pickles are not enough, perhaps this mushroom meat sauce will work."

"Moreover, shiitake mushrooms are easy to preserve after being dried and are not restricted by seasons, so we can stock up more."

"How about we give it a try first? If it works, we can make some exquisite jars to put them in, and we must put the watermelon bean paste on top." Yue Niang nodded.

Du Wenxiu burst out laughing: "After all, the watermelon and soy sauce are from our family, why are you so fussy about it?"

"How can they be the same? No matter how good the watermelon bean sauce is, we won't sell it to us. We have to keep this mushroom meat sauce firmly in our hands." Yue Niang curled her lips.

Du Wenxiu smiled and said, "If I had known you cared so much, I wouldn't have given you the exclusive rights so easily."

Yue Niang shook her head: "No, no, don't think like that. In fact, what you worry about is correct. I just said that to satisfy my desire to talk. If we were asked to sell it ourselves, it might take us several years to make a name for ourselves."

Seeing that she was just joking and didn't seem to be keeping it in mind, Du Wenxiu felt relieved.

There is endless money to be made, but if the friendship between two people is damaged in the process of making money, it would be a loss.