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

He walked into the house holding the bowls. No one spoke. After a while, only a slurping sound was heard in the house. Soon, four shiny bowls were placed on the table.

"Erya! What you cook is so delicious! You can really open a stall now!"

Daya seldom expressed her emotions directly. Most of the time, she looked at her younger siblings gently, acting as a caring older sister.

Ever since she went to Mr. Liu's house to break off the engagement, Daya has become less and less talkative. Although she is still very gentle, she always seems to lack some popularity.

When Guo Xin heard what Daya said at this time, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes and he looked at Daya in a daze.

Daya saw Guo Xin staring at her blankly, thinking that she was frightened. She flicked Guo Xin's nose with her hand, and her eyes curved into crescents: "Are you frightened? Don't you believe in your own craftsmanship?"

Guo Xin came back to her senses, pretended to be angry, and said with a pout: "Sister, you are teasing me again~ How could I not know that my cooking skills are good."

In an instant, perhaps it was Guo Xin's expression that made the three of them laugh, but bursts of laughter came from the room.

"However, I do plan to set up a stall to sell this vermicelli."

The tone didn't sound joking, and the three of them looked at her.

She continued to analyze carefully, counting on her fingers: "The weather is getting colder and colder. We are now covered with thick quilts when we sleep at night. Wouldn't it be even colder for people selling or buying things in the market?"

The three nodded.

"Then this bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, which is not expensive, can warm you up for a long time. Who can refuse it?"

"Then how many coins do you plan to sell?" Daya looked at Guo Xin who was talking at this time. She seemed to be glowing, making people want to just look at her and couldn't take their eyes off her.

"Ducks are not expensive to begin with. Uncle Yang didn't charge me today. Even if I go to buy them myself, it's only four cents a pound, so I plan to sell them for ten cents."

"If you go to a street stall to eat a bowl of luzhu, it will cost 20 cents. This 10-cent bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup has meat and noodles, and it is extremely delicious. I don't think many people can refuse it."

Daya is the oldest and the one who follows her parents in and out of the town the most. When it is cold in winter, she and her mother sit in the market and are so cold that she can only hide in her mother's arms. Sometimes she wants to eat something hot. Although Yangchun noodles warm the stomach, they cost ten cents a bowl and there is no meat. It is really not worth it.

I want to eat braised pork, but I think it’s expensive.

In the end, her mother would shamelessly ask for a cup of hot water with her and eat it with the hard steamed bun. At that time, she received so many cold stares and insults just for asking for a bowl of hot water.

If there was a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup like this at that time, I'm afraid my mother would have bought it.

Daya thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and said, "Go ahead and sell it. I believe in you!"

In fact, Guo Xin needs Daya's recognition the most, because although he has been here for such a long time, he actually has some understanding of the psychology of the people in the market, but not much.

Daya often goes to the market and must be very familiar with it. Her approval means that the matter is 40% successful.

Guo Xin suddenly remembered that she had not told them about today's events. She took out a heavy silver from her bosom and said, "Didn't I sell my house today? I sold it for fifty taels."

When San Ya and Si Dan heard this, their eyes suddenly sparkled and they looked at Guo Xin as if he were a god from heaven.

San Ya opened her mouth exaggeratedly, with her chin thrust forward: "Sister! How come there are so many things after you fell? Are you a god sent from heaven? And you made so much money for us!"

Sidan was also very cooperative. He circled around Guo Xin and looked carefully to see if it was his second sister.

Daya looked at the two people who looked like funny people, and couldn't help but pat one of them with one hand, and said with a puff: "Don't tease your second sister, making more money is a good thing."

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At this time, the bun-bun lady from Rufangzhai rushed to Suining City with the recipe for spicy rabbit meat.

"Your Highness, someone has come from Rufangzhai."

A man with a clean face and wearing a green brocade robe hurriedly said, "Please come in quickly!"

The servant standing by saw this and shook his head secretly. Although he knew that the prince of his family was not interested in power struggles and was obsessed with beautiful scenery and food, he was still secretly disappointed when he saw the prince's expression when he heard Ru Fangzhai.

The woman with a bun slowly stepped forward, looked at the man's anxious expression, and bowed politely, saying calmly, "Your Highness, the shopkeeper asked me to bring you this recipe. Sister Gui also praised this dish highly."

"Qingluan, thank you so much for running around all the time." The man's tone was filled with irrepressible joy, "Wenyan, go take this recipe to the kitchen and ask them to make it quickly."

The servant who was complaining nearby heard his name and immediately bowed in response.

The man asked the woman with the bun to sit down again and started talking to himself: "Qingluan, I deliberately didn't ask the kitchen to cook today."

"After lunch today, my eyelids were twitching, and I was thinking, you came not long after they twitched last time, and you came again this time, which means you are about to come again."

"Hurry up and tell the kitchen to stop cooking and wait for you to come. The musk deer and rabbits you brought last time were really delicious. I can tell they grew up eating the mountain dew..."

The woman with a bun on her head couldn't help herself after listening to the man's mumbling. Although they were of different social status, as a subject she also had the duty to give advice and remonstrance. After convincing herself.

"Your Highness, Qingluan has something to say as a subject." The woman did not give the man time to come back to his senses and said in one breath, "Your Highness, as a prince, although you are not interested in government affairs, you cannot play with your body like this. What if you starve yourself or eat too much? What should I do?"

The man listened to the woman's string of words, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a "swish", and waved it to himself: "Oh, Qingluan, I've really heard too much of your words. You said, isn't life just about two words, 'happy'~"

When the man was about to start a long speech to persuade Qingluan, a servant came in with dishes.

The aroma of meat mixed with spicy flavor entered the man's nose, and his eyes were glued to the servant. If he was not restricted by the rules, he would have run in front of the servant.

When the dishes were served, he picked up a piece of fried and fragrant rabbit meat with his chopsticks. It had distinct layers, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with the spicy flavor of dogwood, and a very rich taste.

When I tasted it carefully, I could smell the aroma of peanuts, which is the first time I have seen this.

The man looked at the bun-tied woman excitedly, swallowed his saliva and said, "Qingluan! Is this the girl who provided the recipe the same one who brought the musk deer, taro slices, etc.?"

Looking at the man's demeanor, the woman couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If she said that this was the Sixth Prince, no one would believe it.

The woman nodded and said yes.

"This girl actually has so many delicacies to sell. I'm afraid she has even more delicious food. Go back and talk to Aunt Mo and ask her to hire this girl as the cook in your house. No matter how much money you pay, she's fine!"