Evil Sister in Charge: As long as you are thick-skinned, you can eat meat every meal

"Big sister, the meat you cook this way smells so good. I can smell the fragrance in the yard!"

Zhou Yun'an trotted into the kitchen, stood by the stove and stretched his head to look into the pot. He knew it must be his eldest sister who was making something delicious, because his grandmother didn't have such good cooking skills.

"Little greedy cat, your nose is really sharp. I'll call you when you're better. Go play!"

Zhou Sisi was braising the pig's head and the remaining pig's trotters and heart. She was too lazy to clean up the pig's large intestine, and was afraid that the wild boar had eaten something it shouldn't have eaten in the mountains, so she dug a hole and buried it. Basically, all the remaining meat and internal organs were braised.

Her second brother Zhou Nian'an helped her to light the fire, and she was responsible for preparing the marinade packets, boiling it over high heat and simmering it over low heat. The brother and sister still cooperated well.

"Sister, these things you put here look like Chinese medicine, right? Can these Chinese medicines be made into dishes?"

"I don't use Chinese herbs to cook, I use them to add flavor to meat dishes, so that they taste better. Some doctors also make medicinal food, which is used to treat diseases. What I do is at most make the dishes more delicious."

When Zhou Sisi heard her second brother's question, she explained it to him carefully.

Her plan was to keep some of the meat for her family after it was braised, and give some to Master Wu when her younger brothers went to school tomorrow. This is what they call "the more gifts, the less blame." This way she would feel more at ease with her younger brothers over there.

She planned to send the rest to Songhe Restaurant as a gift of watermelon to Shopkeeper Jiang. Maybe there would be a pleasant surprise there.

Early the next morning, when the rooster crowed for the first time outside, Zhou Sisi got up from bed. Today was her younger brothers' first day of school, so she must not be late and had to give Master Wu a good impression of being punctual.

When the braised meat was ready last night, the whole family ate it with great satisfaction. If it weren’t for the fact that eating too much at night can easily cause indigestion, maybe all four pig’s trotters could have gone into the stomachs of the two younger brothers.

The two kids knew they had to go to school today, so they got up early and packed their bags without anyone calling them.

Last night, Mrs. Zhou made a small cloth bag for each of her two grandsons to put books, pens and other things in.

Breakfast was made by Mrs. Zhou. Each person had a bowl of egg noodle dumplings and some braised meat. The braised meat for Mr. Wu was also cut early, wrapped in oil paper, and placed in a bamboo basket.

"Grandma, let's go. I'll be back before noon." Zhou Sisi said after taking her two younger brothers on the donkey cart.

"Go ahead, don't be late, be careful on the road, and you two should study hard! Grandma is waiting to enjoy the happiness!"

Mrs. Zhou stood at the door and waved at the three people, urging them to hurry up. She had a lot of things to do today and was too busy to handle everything.

She didn't know why Sisi was collecting dead leaves. If she wanted, she could pick them up herself in the mountains. Why would she have to pay for them?

The good thing about Mrs. Zhou is that she doesn't want to think about things that she can't figure out. She just wants to do what her granddaughter asks her to do. Now she just needs to listen to Sisi.

After the three siblings left, Mrs. Zhou locked the door and went to the new house. They had started digging the foundation yesterday, and construction would definitely start today. She had to go and keep an eye on it, otherwise she was afraid that the workers would not be serious.

Zhou Sisi safely sent her two younger brothers to Master Wu in Huajia Village, stuffed the things she brought into the hands of Master Wu's wife, and waved goodbye to her two younger brothers.

She drove the donkey cart along the country road, breathing the fresh air. She felt that this was quite good and she felt relaxed and comfortable.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one on the road, Zhou Sisi moved the six large watermelons that she had planted in the space last night into the carriage. In fact, eight watermelons grew out of her plants, and she kept two for herself. She could collect the seeds while eating. Wouldn't it be possible to produce seeds endlessly in this way?

After entering Sishui Town, she drove directly to the entrance of Songhe Restaurant. The waiters inside basically all knew her. When they saw her coming, they came over to the door and greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Zhou, you are here to deliver wild animals again today, right? I will help you weigh them."

"No, I'm not here to sell game today. Is Shopkeeper Jiang here? I have something to talk to him about."

When Zhou Sisi heard what the waiter said, she quickly explained.

"Our boss is upstairs. Please come in and sit down first. I'll go call him right away." After saying this, the waiter turned around and went upstairs.

Zhou Sisi had been here several times and was familiar with the place, so she walked to a seat by the window and sat down.

At this moment, Shopkeeper Jiang was standing trembling beside a man in white, his hands shaking with nervousness. He was not in the restaurant last night, but went to deliver wine to a big client who lived in a nearby village. As a result, he could not resist the client's enthusiasm, and stayed at the client's house to drink.

As a result, when he came back this morning and saw Ling Er, who was always by the eldest master's side, he realized that the eldest master had come over last night. He was so scared that he sobered up from his hangover.

Song Moli sat by the window with his head down, gently flipping through the account book in his hand. The breeze gently caressed the strands of hair on his temples, further highlighting his extraordinary temperament.

"Well, it's well done. It shows that Shopkeeper Jiang put a lot of effort into it."

Song Moli closed the account book, raised his head and smiled. His smile made Manager Jiang even more afraid to look at him.

The mind of his master is the most difficult to guess. He may be smiling at you in the last second, but may turn hostile to you in the next second, and then your life will be in danger.

Although the master has no martial arts skills, Zero-One beside him has them, and they are unfathomable. As long as the master gives a look, the sword in Zero-One's hand will be unsheathed immediately.

"It is my duty to share my master's worries. It's my duty, my duty!" Shopkeeper Jiang immediately lowered his head and did not dare to take credit for it.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

"Manager Jiang, Miss Zhou is here. She said she wants to see you for something!"

At this moment, the waiter's words sounded like heavenly music to Shopkeeper Jiang.

"Master, I am going out for a while. This Miss Zhou often comes here to sell game. She must be looking for me with something important. I will be right back!"

Shopkeeper Jiang bowed respectfully, bowed his waist, and walked out of the room, closing the door considerately.

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Shopkeeper Jiang went downstairs.

"Uncle Jiang, what's wrong with you? You look very unhappy. Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhou Sisi saw that Shopkeeper Jiang was staggering as he went down the stairs, so she quickly stood up and walked over to ask him about his concern.

"It's okay, it's okay. I drank a little last night. Haha, I'm old and a little useless." Shopkeeper Jiang certainly couldn't say that he was scared by his master, so he could only find an excuse to get away with it.

"So it's a hangover! That means I came to the right place, Uncle Jiang, wait for me."

After Zhou Sisi finished speaking, she walked out of the restaurant and picked up a big watermelon from her car.

"Zhou girl, what is this?"

Shopkeeper Jiang looked at the green, round thing with black stripes that Zhou Sisi was holding and was confused for a moment, wondering what it was.

Zhou Sisi was secretly delighted. She knew that the people here had never seen a watermelon. It seemed that old man Ding Dali was not lying.