The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

After completing the sanding, Shen Yan cleaned the surface of the wooden board again with baking soda water to ensure it was clean and hygienic.

Finally, Shen Yan placed the new wooden board on the bed frame and fixed it with screws.

Although the whole process was time-consuming and laborious, Shen Yan was willing to do it.

She knows that only by keeping the house clean and tidy can her family live in a comfortable and clean environment.

After completing the replacement of the bed board, Shen Yan looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

She knew that doing this not only solved the problem of moldy bed boards, but also kept her from feeling damp when she slept at night.

Shen Yan replaced the beds for herself and Song Yunfeng with new quilts. The new quilts were delicate in appearance and soft in texture. When they lay in bed at night, the quilts wrapped them, giving them a sense of tranquility and comfort.

Song Yunfeng gently stroked the new quilt and sighed, "This new quilt is so comfortable, Madam. You really took a lot of trouble."

Shen Yan smiled, took Song Yunfeng's hand, put it on her cheek, and said, "Husband, as long as you feel comfortable, I think everything is worth it."

The two of them lay on the newly changed bed, warmed by the new quilt, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.

They smiled at each other, feeling the warmth and comfort of home, their hearts filled with satisfaction and happiness.

On a night like this, there is only deep peace and two loving hearts.

The next morning, the sun gradually rose, illuminating every corner of the town.

Shen Yan walked to the kitchen with light steps and took out the pork belly that she had marinated yesterday. She took out a rope, tied the pork belly one by one, and then hung it on the clothesline outside the door to dry.

The pork belly has been salted, and now Shen Yan decided to let the meat dry to keep its freshness. Drying the meat will slowly evaporate the moisture in the pork belly, making the meat more firm and delicious.

The pork belly hanging on the clothesline was illuminated by the warm sunshine, and the breeze gently brushed across the surface of the meat, bringing a hint of freshness.

Shen Yan carefully observed each piece of meat to ensure that they were evenly dried until they reached the required degree of dryness.

"Sister, why do we need to dry the pork belly?" Little Wang Jun asked curiously.

Shen Yan squatted down, gently patted Xiao Wangjun's shoulder, and explained with a smile: "The pork belly is more flavorful and tastes more delicious after being dried. This is our ancient method of pickling. After the meat is dried thoroughly, it can be preserved for a long time and tastes more fragrant and delicious."

After hearing this, Wang Jun opened his eyes wide, and seemed to be full of curiosity about these traditional cooking methods.

Shen Yan continued to watch over the drying meat, turning it over from time to time to ensure that every piece was fully dried.

The whole village is filled with the aroma of pork belly, which makes people intoxicated.

In this ancient town, every step reveals simplicity, warmth and innocence.

Shen Yan passed on this traditional cooking method, making every meal full of strong local flavor.

In the afternoon, Shen Yan took Wang Jun and Wang Lin to the town market.

She had an idea. There were many people setting up stalls in the market, and she happened to be good at paper cutting. If she could sell the patterns she cut out, it would be an additional source of income.

Although Shen Yan can do embroidery now, it strains the eyes and is not good after all.

She thought that she would have to find another way to make a living in the future.

At an intersection, Shen Yan found a stone bench and sat down, and Wang Jun and Wang Lin also sat beside her.

The three siblings started cutting paper together. Not long after, Shen Yan cut out a word "Fu". It looked lifelike and the handwriting was beautiful.

"Don't miss it if you pass by. It's wonderful paper-cutting, beautiful paper-cutting." Looking at the crowds of people around, Shen Yan began to shout.

If she didn't shout, no one would stop for her. People coming and going here are all here to buy things.

This is the busiest street with a large flow of people, but not many people are willing to stay.

Shen Yan's shouting voice was also unique. Her voice was originally a little hoarse, low and hearty, and also somewhat fresh and refined.

"Miss, how much is a paper cutting?"

Finally, a woman was willing to stop and watch the paper-cutting, and Shen Yan was secretly happy.

"Eight cents each." Shen Yan said, looking at the woman in front of her. She was not very old, probably just married not long ago, about the same age as her.

When the woman spoke, her face was slightly flushed, and she seemed to be a shy person.

"It's so expensive." The woman took her hand back, obviously reluctant to buy it.

Shen Yan said, "The price is not bad. The materials I use here are all of the best quality. Paper is very expensive. I use a lot of red paper. And this calligraphy not only has one word, but also a carp leaping over the dragon gate. Such a wonderful paper-cut with a painting, the price is not expensive."

Indeed, the materials used by Shen Yan are very expensive. I didn’t expect that this red paper is so expensive. Its cost price is not low either.

"How much is this simple one?"

I still wanted to buy it, but I didn’t want to buy such an expensive one, so I found a simple one next to it.

"This only costs three cents." Shen Yan said neatly.

"That's pretty good. I'll buy it." The man said. Shen Yan took the money and packed the paper-cut for her.

Now that we have the first business order, more and more people will come.

The customers seemed to be inspired by the woman's purchase and stopped and started walking around Shen Yan's stall.

Some people looked at each paper-cut carefully, while others pointed at their favorite works with great interest.

"Girl, how much is this paper-cut?" asked a young girl, her eyes sparkling with curiosity about paper-cutting.

Shen Yan smiled and replied, "This is my new work, five cents each."

The girl looked at the paper-cut carefully and showed a satisfied expression.

"This price is not bad." She whispered to herself, then picked up a paper cutting and prepared to pay.

Another middle-aged woman came over with a selected paper-cut in her hand.

"This is too expensive, can it be cheaper?" she tried to bargain.

Shen Yan smiled slightly, already prepared in her heart.

"Sister, my paper cuttings are made with the finest materials. Each one is carefully made, and the price is very affordable."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally accepted the price and took out the money to pay Shen Yan.

"Okay, I accept this price."

In the busy market, Shen Yan was busy serving customers.

Not only did she demonstrate her paper-cutting skills, she also continued to communicate with customers, answer their questions, and even shared some paper-cutting stories and techniques.

Time passed minute by minute, customers came in an endless stream, and a long line formed in front of Shen Yan's stall.

Her heart was filled with satisfaction and joy, because she knew that her paper-cutting not only brought her income, but more importantly, it also gave her a new livelihood.