We have separated, what does it have to do with me if my husband's family eats bran?

In the kitchen, Li Chengyue is fiddling with the noodle bed. She puts its four legs on the stove so that she can press the noodles directly into the pot.

Then I started kneading the dough, mixing half white flour and half sweet potato flour.

Today, my family is here, so we'll have some white noodles. If we're setting up a stall, we'll definitely have to make sweet potato noodles.

The cost of white flour is high, so the selling price has to be high. In a place like the dock, a high selling price definitely won’t work, so we can only make sweet potato flour.

Although sweet potato noodles are coarse grains, they are delicious as long as the marinade is well made. Sweet potato noodles have a unique sweet fragrance and taste richer.

Cheng Yue kneaded the dough into a cylindrical shape and began to prepare the sauce.

There are two types of stewed food: vegetable stewed food and meat stewed food, which are good for making noodle soup or mixed noodles.

Cheng's father and his companions brought some meat, and Cheng Yue decided to eat braised meat today. The fat and lean meat was cut into small pieces and boiled with various spices.

After a while, the smell of braised meat filled the entire courtyard. Everyone was drooling frantically, not knowing what delicious food Cheng Yue was cooking.

Da Ni and Er Ni, two greedy cats, lay at the kitchen door, sniffing around with their eyes closed, making everyone in the house laugh.

After making the marinade, you can start pressing the noodles. Cheng Yue was too busy, so she had to ask Wu to come in and help.

Wu had never seen such a strange thing before. "Noodles can be made like this? It's really convenient."

Cheng Yue smiled and said, "Then ask your son-in-law to make one for you."

"No, no, your noodles taste good because of the sauce. If it's all meat, it will definitely taste good. How can we bear to give it up?"

Seeing so much meat being put into the noodles, Mrs. Wu felt heartbroken.

She brought the meat for her daughter, son-in-law and children, but she didn't expect Cheng Yue to cut off most of it and put it into their stomachs.

Cheng Yue felt distressed after hearing this, but she said nothing. She was thinking about finding a suitable business for her parents' family.

Her mother doesn't make much money selling pork.

Although her father was a student and could have been a private school teacher, how could any child in the nearby villages afford to go to school?

It is not easy to go to town to teach, so there is no income.

My eldest brother and his wife are busy with farm work. When they have time, they have to do odd jobs and support a child to go to school. Our family lives a tighter life than them.

Cheng Yue was pressing the noodles while thinking about this matter, and soon the noodles were cooked.

The cooked noodles are placed in a wooden basin and rinsed with cold water before being served into a bowl. A large spoonful of broth is placed on top, followed by chopped green onions, and finally a spoonful of noodle soup. The aroma immediately fills the air.

Wu took a deep breath and said, "It smells so good. It makes me want to drool."

Cheng Yue covered her mouth and smiled, "Eat a few more bowls later."

Mrs. Wu nodded, "Okay, okay!" Then she took the two bowls out first, and Da Ni and Er Ni also came in to help carry them out.

Taking advantage of this time, Cheng Yue took out the chili oil from the space and poured it into the ceramic jar. It was so enjoyable to eat noodles with chili oil.

The noodles were ready and the roof was also finished. The Zhang brothers and Liu Chunlai saw that Cheng Yue's family was about to eat, so they quickly packed up and prepared to go down the mountain.

Wu put down the bowl and shouted, "The meal is ready, come and eat together, why are you leaving?"

We are helping our daughter and son-in-law repair the roof, how can we not just ignore their meal?

Zhang Dashan was very embarrassed, "Aunt, we won't eat anymore. My sister-in-law brought us meat early in the morning, so how can we stay for dinner?"

Liu Chunlai agreed while picking up a shovel: "Yes, Sister Cheng Yue brought a whole bowl of meat, we can't take advantage of it."

Chen An said helplessly: "Leave them all to eat, Ah Yue has already cooked your share!"

"This……"

Cheng Yue came out with the chili oil and said with a smile, "Brother Dashan, Brother Dajiang, Brother Chunlai, I am going to open a noodle stall in town to do business. You can help me taste the flavor."

Cheng Yue did not hide this matter. Besides, there was nothing to hide when doing business.

Father Cheng and Mrs. Wu widened their eyes. This child was so spoiled since childhood that he couldn't even make clothes, and now he wanted to do business?

Seeing a group of people staring at her, Cheng Yue said helplessly: "Sit down and eat. The noodles will clump together soon. How can you give me advice?"

Seeing that Cheng Yue said so, Zhang Dashan and the other two felt it would be embarrassing to refuse, so they could only nod.

They had already smelled the fragrance and their stomachs were rumbling, but they were just embarrassed. Who could refuse something delicious?

Father Cheng waved his hand and said, "Come on, wash your hands and let's eat!"

After washing their hands, everyone sat down around the dining table. There were still a few benches missing, so Cheng Yue, Cheng Yang and the three younger ones sat on the steps and ate from their bowls.

Cheng Yue said: "The flour in your bowl is white flour, and the black flour in the basin is sweet potato flour. You can try them later."

Cheng Yang slurped a mouthful of noodles, his eyes lit up: "Little sister, this smells so good, how did you make this stew?"

Mrs. Wu said distressedly, "How is it made? It's all meat, how can it not smell good?"

Liu Chunlai said, "Aunt, that's not true. Even if we use the same amount of meat to make stew, my wife can't make it taste this good. It needs a skilled cook like Sister Cheng Yue to do it!"

When he looked up, he saw Chen An looking at him sideways. He immediately fell silent and continued to eat his noodles.

Mrs. Wu puffed out her chest proudly. That must be it. Why didn’t she tell who gave birth to her daughter?

Cheng Yue couldn't help but smile when she saw the old lady like this, and said:

"Try that bowl of sweet potato noodles. I mainly sell that. There's chili oil in the jar next to it. You can add it yourself."

The black substance is obviously sweet potato flour. Even if Cheng Yue didn't say it, others could taste it. She was not afraid of others learning from her.

The noodles are not important, what is important is the taste of the stew. She is confident that no one else can make this taste. After all, in addition to spices, there are also many sauces.

These are extremely expensive things and most people can’t afford them.

After hearing what Cheng Yue said, everyone quickly washed the noodles in their bowls, picked up another bowl of sweet potato noodles, poured the sauce on it and started eating.

"Hmm... can sweet potato noodles be so delicious?"

"Yeah, it tastes pretty chewy, delicious!"

"We can't make any suggestions. I think it will be a big hit! It's so delicious!"

After hearing what Zhang Dashan and the others said, Wu thought of a key question, "Girl, you put so much meat, you won't lose money, right?"

Hearing this, Cheng's father also looked up at Cheng Yue. Yes, why didn't he think of it?

Cheng Yue wiped her mouth after finishing her meal and said, "I won't put so much meat in the stall. I can add some side dishes, tofu, pig's blood, etc., and buy some big bones to make broth as the soup base. The taste will be right."

Father Cheng nodded and smiled, "That's fine, that's fine."

Mrs. Wu said generously, "When the time comes, you can use all the meat, blood, bones, etc. I will take care of them all for you!"

Cheng Yue almost forgot that her mother was a butcher. In that case, she must take care of her own business, but asking for it for nothing would absolutely not do the job.

"Mom, if you don't want to pay, I won't buy meat from you. Business is all about making money. If you lose money, isn't it the same as me losing money? I'll give you the market price."

Wu frowned and pondered for a moment. Why did it feel a little wrong? But it also made some sense, so she said yes.

After saying this, the family began to concentrate on eating.

Zhang Dashan and his friends finished their meal as quickly as possible, said hello and went down the mountain. How could they talk privately when someone from the woman's family was visiting?

The family put down their bowls and chopsticks only after they had eaten their fill, basking in the sun while resting their tummies and chatting.