A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

Shen Wu placed the chestnuts on a flat piece of firewood, picked up the prepared sickle and pressed up.

It would actually be more convenient to open raw chestnuts with something like a chestnut opener, but unfortunately this was back in ancient times and it wasn't available.

Shen Wu pressed down with great effort, and with a sound of crunch, she cut a large piece of the chestnut. The tip of the sickle pierced deeply into the ground..., and the chestnut was left with only the shell attached.

She felt a little embarrassed and glanced at Gu Zhou secretly, only to find that he was looking at her.

"Um..., this, this, I need to try a few more times." She quickly lowered her head and picked up another one and put it on. This time she didn't want to use a sickle. She planned to use the kitchen knife she used at home for cooking.

"You..." Gu Zhou was not a fool and he could see her embarrassment. He didn't mean to embarrass her, he just wanted to ask about the chicken: "Is the chicken only chopped?"

The kitchen knife was still very useful. Shen Wu picked up a good one and put it on the wooden stick: "Well! We'll eat the rest in the evening!"

Without even raising her head, she held the chestnut with one hand and gently placed the knife on it with the other. With just a little force, an obvious scratch appeared on the chestnut shell.

In order to ensure that the peeling was easy, Shen Wu turned it half a circle along the cut until the chestnut meat could be seen in the gap.

The water on Gu Zhou's side heated up very quickly. He took the chopped chicken pieces and put them into the pot with a spoon. The hot steam on the surface was cut by the chicken, revealing the scene in the pot.

Shen Wu had the experience of success and gradually increased her speed. Gu Zhou had already blanched the chicken pieces and taken them out, but she only had one or two left.

Gu Zhou glanced at her, quickly cleared the water in the pot, and added more water into the pot.

Shen Wu finally finished cutting the chestnuts. He put the knife back on the broken table and sat directly on the wooden stick he had used to peel the chestnuts.

"Let me help you." Gu Zhou cleaned the stove where he had blanched the chicken and boiled water, fearing that she might need it for some time.

The two of them worked together to peel the chestnuts, and they were so fast that the water in the pot didn't even boil before they had already finished peeling the chestnuts.

"Did you boil the water?" Shen Wu stood up suddenly, feeling a little dizzy, and asked him with his eyes closed.

Gu Zhou hurriedly went to help: "You go and rest, I'll cook."

Shen Wu gently pushed his hand away, and the feeling of fainting only lasted for a moment: "You don't know what I'm going to do. It's okay, I just felt dizzy and my eyes went dark when I stood up suddenly. This is normal, not an illness."

Gu Zhou also knew this. Sometimes this would happen when he came back from the field to help his father wash vegetables and do chores.

"Then I'll help you get...get the yam!" As soon as Gu Zhou said this, Shen Wu hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't go, let's not make this for now. Let me try if it's edible first. Let's have chestnut stewed chicken and noodle soup for lunch."

"Okay." Gu Zhou felt a little depressed when he saw that she didn't need help. Children can't hide anything, and Shen Wu saw it at once.

"How about this, could you please give me a short one and I'll roast it in the ashes, ok?" Shen Wu asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Gu Zhou went out happily and got it from the backpack in the yard.

"Don't break the skin! It will make your hands itchy!"

Shen Wu smiled helplessly and shook his head: "You are still a child..."

She washed the chestnuts, put them aside, and prepared to start frying the chicken.

"Is this okay?" Gu Zhou came in, holding a yam that was as long as his arm.

Shen Wu was lighting a fire in another stove and couldn't help laughing when he saw him holding such a big one.

Seeing her like this, Gu Zhou felt a little nervous: "No... isn't it possible?"

Shen Wu shook her head. Children need to be praised when they grow up. She added some firewood into the stove and took the yam: "No, this is just right. Now I will teach you why yam makes your hands itchy."

Shen Wu directly cut the yam into two parts and showed the cross section to Gu Zhou: "Look, this broken part."

She touched it with her fingertips and pulled out a barely visible trace of mucus.

"That's it!" After asking, Gu Zhou immediately realized that she was itchy and hurried to help her wipe her hands.

Shen Wu gently pushed it away with the back of her hand: "Watch this." She rubbed the yam slices on her left wrist. Fearing that it would not work, she turned it several times until the entire surface was stringy and then stopped: "You will see the effect soon."

After she finished the demonstration, she threw the yam into the ashes that had just been burned, and let the yam slowly roast.

"You... didn't you say it would itch? Why did you do that?" Gu Zhou became anxious and used his clothes to help her wipe her hands.

"Don't...!" Shen Wu was pouring oil in and was startled by his unexpected pull.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid. Go and wash those clothes quickly!" Shen Wu pushed the person out. She would be scared to death if she stayed in the kitchen any longer.

Gu Zhou was pushed out by him, grasping the corner of his clothes and preparing to wash the sticky area.

Curious about what it felt like, he touched it with his fingertips.

Slippery and sticky... just like my little sister's snot when she's sick.

Gu Zhou quickly washed the corners of his clothes and hurried back to help her cook.

The lard in the pot was already smoking. Shen Wu quickly broke off a few pieces of washed scallions and threw them in. She also threw in a dozen Sichuan and Sichuan peppercorns. Looking at the sizzling food in the pot, she hesitated for only a second before throwing in a few cloves of garlic.

The aroma quickly overflowed from the pot. Shen Wu used a spatula to pick out the double peppers that had turned darker, and quickly put the chicken into the pot.

The chicken was already cooked, and the main purpose was to blanch it in water to remove the blood foam. Shen Wu was worried, so he quickly cut a few slices of ginger and threw them into the pot to stir-fry together.

The chicken was slightly browned and looked very nice. Gu Zhou helped her pass the chestnuts.

When Shen Wu turned around, he saw a child holding chestnuts on the side. He smiled and took the chestnuts and poured them into the pot and stir-fried them together.

She likes fried chestnuts with a bit of burnt aroma, so she had to wait a little longer before scooping water from the pot next to her. After adding the water, she added some soy sauce she had bought earlier, a little salt, and then covered the pot and simmered it.

"Okay." Shen Wu took out the spatula and placed it on the wooden pot lid, then added two bowls of water into the pot.

The water was just boiling, and after I scooped it out, there was a lot less in the pot, so I added more to prepare for mixing the noodles.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Gu Zhou asked from the side.

Shen Wu pondered for a long time and said, "Then please help me get some flour, half a bowl, so I can make noodle soup!"

After hearing this, Gu Zhou took the bowl and went to the main room.

Shen Wu planned to make some meat porridge for his younger brother after he finished making the soup.

"Is this much okay?" Gu Zhou scooped up half a bowl.

"Okay." Shen Wu took the bowl, poured some clean water into it, and picked up the chopsticks: "The noodles stirred here are fine and easy to cook, and taste good..."

Before she finished her words, she heard a loud thunder outside.

There was a loud bang, which frightened her so much that she trembled.

"What...what's going on!" Gu Zhou hurriedly ran out of the kitchen and looked up at the sky.

It suddenly became dark, and he hurriedly said, "I'll go fetch two more buckets of water!" He said this and walked out carrying the buckets in the yard.

"Don't..." Before she could finish her words, Gu Zhou had already pushed the door open and walked out.

“…Don’t…, it’s going to rain outside.” She uttered the unfinished words and walked to the kitchen door. Indeed, the sky suddenly darkened. In just a moment, the kitchen, which was not very bright to begin with, became even darker.

Gu Zhou didn't expect it would get dark so quickly. He ran to the river and quickly fetched two buckets of water.

There were still thunders in the sky and the hot air was still churning. Gu Zhou tried his best to steady the bucket and ran home.

Shen Wu put the noodle soup into the pot. Gu Zhou came back and fetched two buckets of water, then hurried out again.

There is a large barrel for storing water in the kitchen of this house. It actually looks quite like an ancient bathtub, but unfortunately it is much smaller. It is not even as big as the vat at Shen Wu’s grandmother’s house when he was a child.

"Don't go!" Shen Wu shouted at Gu Zhou, but still couldn't stop him.

She sighed and stirred the chestnuts and chicken stew in the pot. The chicken was already cooked, but the chestnuts were still a bit hard and needed to wait a while. She turned down the heat and half-cooked and half-simmered it.