So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

Chicken soup is good, but I'm afraid it's not that tasty.

After a while, the fragrance in the yard became stronger and stronger, which attracted the room's Jiangong Liye to run to the kitchen frequently.

When it was time to eat, Qin Erniang came out with a pot of chicken soup.

"Erya, come quickly, the chicken soup is ready, come and eat it"

Erya glanced into the basin. It was such a small chicken. It was hard for Erniang to make such a big basin of chicken soup.

"Er Ya, what are you still standing there for? Come and sit next to grandma." It was almost noon, and Grandma Zhu, who had been strolling outside, came back. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw Sui He standing in the yard.

"Er Ya, drink it quickly, Er Niang made it especially for you." Qin Er Niang scooped a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of Sui He.

Sui He looked at the light chicken soup in the bowl. There was no oil or water at all. Normally, there should be oil when stewing free-range chicken. Could it be that it was because too much water was added?

The soup in the bowl is very clear, so clear that you can see the chicken head and chicken feet in the bowl.

It's hard for Er Niang to pick these out of a big pot of soup for her to eat.

Look at the chicken drumstick in the Jian Gong Li Ye bowl

Just as Sui He was about to speak, Old Lady Zhu at the side spoke up, "Er Ya, eat quickly. Try your mother's cooking and see if it has changed from before."

Sui He's face didn't change much. She looked as if she had eaten the food cooked by Er Niang before.

Suihe picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and gently put it into his mouth.

The next second, I couldn't stop wanting to laugh.

This is not chicken soup at all, it's just a bowl of boiled water, not only is there no oil, there's not even a bit of salt

Jiangong and Liye were chewing a chicken leg each, while Qin Erniang's daughter Xingxing was also eating a piece of chicken.

"Cui Lan, why is this chicken soup not as delicious as before? Did you forget to add salt?" Chen Erhe took a sip of the soup and asked with a frown.

"What are you talking about? They are all from the same pot, how could the taste change?" Qin Erniang's face changed slightly, and she kicked Chen Erhe with her leg under the table: "Erya, I was afraid that the taste would be bland, so I asked your second uncle to help me taste it. Don't worry, it's the same."

"Mom, it's really not as good as before." Jiangong picked up the bowl and took a big sip, smacking his lips and shouting at Qin Erniang.

"Eat your meal. Can't the chicken leg fill your mouth?" Qin Erniang glared at Jiangong.

Things have developed to this point, what else is there for Sui He to not understand? It seems that the family has already drunk the chicken soup in the kitchen, and now what is served is the chicken washing water.

Mrs. Zhu also understood the trick and glanced at Qin Erniang. Qin Erniang saw her mother-in-law looking at her and smiled awkwardly.

Old Lady Zhu didn't say anything. She turned to look at Sui He and said, "Er Ya, the chicken soup is a little bland, but the chicken still tastes good. Come on and eat it."

"Chicken!" Sui He said in an exaggerated tone, scooping up the only chicken head and chicken feet in the bowl with a spoon.

"This is meat after all," said Old Lady Zhu, looking at the food in Suihe's bowl. She was speechless for a moment. "Well, it's because our family is poor. If we had enough money, what would you like to eat today?"

"Yes, Erya, there are so many mouths to feed at home, and a chicken is so small that if each person gets two pieces, there will be nothing left. Look, there is nothing in Erya's bowl." Hearing this, Qin Erya immediately raised her bowl to Suihe and said, "If the family had money, let alone a chicken, even if Erya wanted to eat abalone and ginseng, Erya could get it for you."

Sui He sneered in her heart, thinking that Qin Er Niang was crying poor in front of her.

She put down the spoon, raised her head and looked at Qin Erniang seriously and said, "Erniang, my family is poor and there is nothing I can do. I am still a child and I don't know how to make money."

Qin Erniang and Old Lady Zhu looked at each other with a touch of joy in their eyes: "Er Ya, I heard that your second grandfather's family makes tofu and has a blue brick and tile house. You have been following them for so long, have you learned anything?"

Sui He put down the spoon and said in embarrassment: "Second Mother, you also know that I am just a child staying in their house. In their eyes, I am an outsider. So when they make tofu, they make it when I am not around. How can I learn anything?"

"It's been so long, and you haven't learned anything? Haven't you ever been curious and secretly watched?" Qin Erniang got anxious when she heard Sui He said he didn't know. She had sacrificed a chicken just for the little thing in Sui He's mouth. If she didn't get any information, she would be at a loss.

"I haven't learned it yet. One time I wanted to go and see it, but someone found out and kicked me out. Since then they've been wary of me when making tofu." Sui He felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and she looked like she was going to cry the next second.

"It's okay, it's okay if you haven't learned it yet." Seeing Sui He like this, Old Lady Zhu hurriedly comforted him and gave Qin Er Niang a look, signaling her to shut up.

"Grandma, do you also think I'm useless?" Sui He raised his head and looked at Old Lady Zhu eagerly, his expression was as pitiful as it could be.

"No, no, why would grandma think Erya is useless?" When Grandma Zhu saw Sui He like this, she swallowed back the words in her mouth and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Er Ya, I heard you have some maltose recipe?"

Hearing Old Lady Zhu's question, Qin Erniang's eyes lit up and she stared at Sui He without blinking. Even Chen Erhe, who was drinking soup, pricked up his ears.

"Erya, your uncle's family is so poor, so you should help him and teach him the recipe. When they make money, I will let your mother cook as many chickens as you want."

Sui He lowered his head and remained silent, as if thinking. Old Lady Zhu thought she was moved and continued to persuade her: "Er Ya, we are all family after all, so you should help your second uncle's family. Don't worry, when their lives get better, they will not treat you unfairly."

Qin Erniang also echoed: "Yes, Erya, when we make money, we will definitely not forget you."

Sui He raised his head, a cunning look flashing in his eyes.

"But, the recipe for maltose..." Sui He spoke slowly.

Old Lady Zhu and Qin Erniang looked at each other and asked in unison, "What's wrong with the maltose recipe?"

"The maltose recipe is not with me," Sui He said lightly.

Old Lady Zhu and Qin Erniang exclaimed, "What? It's not with you? Erya, you didn't want to give us the recipe, so you lied to us and said it's not with you, right? We have already found out that the maltose recipe is in your hands, and you were beaten for it. Everyone in the town knows it."

Qin Erniang looked at Sui He with suspicion and said with a hint of impatience.

"Second Mother, the recipe is really not with me." Sui He looked anxious and looked at Qin Second Mother with a look in his eyes that said, "Why don't you believe me?"

Being looked at by such eyes, Qin Erniang's expression froze: "Where is the prescription?"

"Oh, in the hands of the village chief of Qingshan Village"

"You gave him the prescription?" Qin Erniang immediately stood up from the stool and exclaimed: "Go and get the prescription back quickly. How can you give your own things to others?"

"I won't go" Sui He sat up straight