The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

"Shopkeeper! Who invented this dish? How could there be such a delicious dish in the world?"

A burly woman rushed into the backyard holding a bowl, with a look of surprise and excitement on her face.

Guo Xin knew that his prescription was most likely to work, so he tilted his head and looked at Mo Feifei with a smile.

Mo Feifei looked at her always self-respecting and steady Mrs. Gui, who actually disregarded her status for this dish. She thought that this recipe was indeed worth the price.

She pointed at Guo Xin and said calmly, "It's this girl, her name is Guo Xin."

Mrs. Gui seemed to realize that her behavior was not in accordance with etiquette. She quickly fixed her hair, handed the bowl to the cook behind her, and smiled sheepishly: "I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."

"Why should I laugh at you? This is clearly the behavior of a gourmet lover when he encounters his favorite thing." Guo Xin gave him a way out.

Mo Feifei looked at Guo Xin with a hint of surprise in her eyes. She didn't expect that a peasant girl could be like this.

Although I knew that she was different from an ordinary peasant girl, now I saw that her graceful and elegant demeanor actually resembled that of a lady from a wealthy family.

"What about the fifty taels of silver?"

Guo Xin nodded slightly.

……

After getting the money, Guo Xin was not in a hurry to go home. She was really anxious after eating wild vegetable porridge for so many days.

Even in this peaceful era, we still can’t eat meat.

She came to the vegetable market and wandered around.

"Arya!?"

A strange voice came.

Guo Xin looked around and saw no other girls. It seemed that someone was really calling her. She turned her head and looked at the source of the voice in confusion.

The one who made the sound was a butcher holding a machete, with a little blood splattered on his face.

"I'm your Uncle Yang! Why don't you remember me?"

Guo Xin suddenly realized that there was indeed an uncle selling ducks in his original memory, but he had not appeared for a long time. When his mother died, this uncle had not come to see them.

"I've heard my mother mention it, but I haven't seen her for a long time, so I've forgotten a little."

"Where's your mother? Why did you leave her here alone?"

Uncle Yang looked at Guo Xin who was alone, his brows slightly frowned.

Guo Xin was shocked for a moment. Her mother had been dead for such a long time, and her uncle didn't know about it?

"My parents passed away some time ago, leaving only a few of us."

When Uncle Yang heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He had never heard that his sister had passed away.

At that time, in order to marry his wife, he ran to the town alone and married into the family. He had a big falling out with his family and severed all ties with them. Occasionally he would see his sister in the vegetable market and talk to her. He was wondering why he hadn't seen his sister come to the town to sell things for a long time.

Guo Xin quietly observed the changes in Uncle Yang's facial expression, knowing in her heart that this should be a brother who is good to her mother.

"We have separated from my uncle and his family. We are doing well now. Things are gradually getting better. We have passed the most difficult time."

Uncle Yang's eyes became a little sore when he looked at the little Guo Xin. When his own daughter was her age, she was very naughty. It seemed that Uncle Yang had married the wrong person.

"You can bring some food back today. I have some food made by your aunt."

After saying that, he took out a food box from the stool next to him and tried to stuff it into Guo Xin's arms.

It was the first time for Guo Xin to encounter such a scene. She was somewhat flattered and said at a loss: "Uncle, don't worry about us. We can live on our own now. We are free from uncle and his people, and we can live a life of plenty."

Uncle Yang saw that Guo Xin really didn't want to accept it, so he had no choice but to say, "That's good! That's good! If you need help, don't be afraid, come find uncle!"

Guo Xin nodded repeatedly, then looked at his uncle's stall, which was selling duck meat, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

You can make a duck blood vermicelli soup tonight.

"Uncle, can I buy some duck blood, duck intestines, duck gizzards, duck liver, and duck bones?"

When Uncle Yang heard that Guo Xin wanted some unwanted ducks, he felt even more sad. He was afraid that the child was not living as well as she thought.

"Okay, okay, no one wants these, so uncle will just give them to you."

After saying that, he wrapped all of them into the lotus leaf, but suddenly found that there seemed to be no duck blood.

Besides, duck blood is not edible and is just thrown away.

Guo Xin was of course paying attention to his uncle's actions all the time. When he suddenly paused, he knew what he was thinking.

"Uncle, if you don't have duck blood, I'll go look for it at another stall."

How could that be possible? This helpless child couldn't afford to buy from other stalls. Thinking of this, Uncle Yang said with full of energy, "Don't bother. I'll kill one for you right now. Someone else has ordered a duck later, so I can just give you the duck blood and the unwanted duck goods."

Guo Xin smiled faintly, and two dimples appeared on her lips.

The money must be given, but my uncle doesn't want it, so I'll hide it in his food later.

Soon, a bowl of fresh duck blood was handed over. Uncle Yang was still worried and said, "Be careful not to spill it. Walk more steadily and don't fall."

He also helped put everything into Guo Xin's basket.

……

Guo Xin returned home carrying a basket on his back and a pottery bowl in his other hand.

At this time, the three of them were busy making taro chips in the kitchen, so Guo Xin naturally went straight to the kitchen.

"Sister! You're back!" Sidan quickly put down the pliers in his hand and ran over. Seeing the duck blood in Guo Xin's hand, he asked hesitantly, "What about this duck blood?"

Guo Xin naturally knew that duck blood was probably not available on the market, so this kid must be wondering how to buy duck blood in town.

"Uncle Yang gave it to us. I ran into him today."

When San Ya and Si Dan were born, their mother hardly ever mentioned Uncle Yang, so naturally they didn't know who he was.

Daya was a little surprised: "Uncle?"

Guo Xin didn't have time to answer so many questions. Dinner was more important, so he just nodded.

"Let's cook first. I'm starving after a long day of traveling."

After saying that, he took some salt and put it into the duck blood, stirred it evenly, poured in a little boiling water, and put it in the pot to steam.

Seeing that Guo Xin had already started preparing to cook, the three of them didn't decide to continue asking questions and started to help prepare the food.

The most important thing about duck blood vermicelli is the soup base. If the soup base is not fresh enough, it will not taste good.

Wash the duck bones in the basket. Since they are still very fresh when you get them from Uncle Yang, there is no need to blanch them.

Put oil in the pot and sauté ginger and scallions. This is the first step to make the soup delicious.

Then scoop a few spoonfuls of well water into the pot. In an instant, white smoke will fill the air. When the time is right, put the duck bones in and stew for half an hour.

Then start another pot to cook duck intestines, duck gizzards, duck liver and vermicelli. As for why there are so many stoves, it is really thanks to the taro slices. Because there are not enough stoves to dry them out, many stoves are set up.

Guo Xin deftly cut the duck blood into slices of equal thickness, took the duck out of the pot and placed them in each bowl, and scooped out some soup to stew the duck blood to make it more flavorful.

At this time, the delicious taste of the soup aroused Sidan's appetite and he secretly scooped a spoonful with a spoon.

As luck would have it, this scene was seen by San Ya who was busy drying taro chips nearby, and the two started arguing again.

In an instant, the kitchen was bustling with fireworks.

When the soup is almost done, scoop it out and put it in a bowl. A bowl of steaming duck blood vermicelli soup is ready.