After traveling through time, I led the whole village to become rich!

"You..." Li He pointed at Zhang Dahua angrily again, "How dare you say my family is full of cats and dogs?"

Li He was really angry. There were very few people in the capital who dared to scold her like that.

"Someone, give me a slap in the face..."

Li He yelled, and the maid beside her immediately stepped forward and raised her hand to hit Zhang Dahua.

Dong Jianyong gave the maid and Li He a cold look, and they both shuddered. His eyes were emotionless, as if he was looking at a dead person, and it was so cold that it made them feel uneasy.

Wang Xingren also felt the chill, and he hurriedly said, "Stop..."

Then he pulled the maid away and said, "Li He, you're going too far. Miss Zhang is my guest. I asked my aunt to invite her from Ding'an Prefecture to help me. You can't be so rude."

"Cousin, you actually helped her instead of me?" Li He felt very aggrieved. She said stubbornly, "He's just a braised meat maker, what's so great about that?

I wouldn't eat such a cheap thing even if you gave it to me.

Cousin, you actually criticized me for a braised meat maker?"

Li He turned and ran away, crying and shouting, "I'm going to tell my grandmother..."

"Li He..." Wang Xingren called out, but did not chase after her. He instructed Xiao Si, "Send my cousin back."

Wang Xingren then gave Zhang Dahua an awkward smile and said, "Miss Zhang, I'm sorry, my cousin has been spoiled since she was a child. Please don't argue with her. How about we forget about it today and come back tomorrow to teach her?"

Zhang Dahua said, "No need. I'll go back soon after you finish teaching me."

Zhang Dahua told people what to buy to make sausages and asked them to prepare them first.

Then she tasted the braised meat here and found that the taste was a little different from that made at home.

The pig head meat only has a slight difference in the braised taste, but the taste of things like large intestine, pig stomach and sausage rolls are quite different.

Zhang Dahua didn't think carefully about what the problem was, because she saw that the people in the yard were not cleaning the pig offal in the right way.

They also turned the pig's internal organs inside out and cleaned them, but they only cleaned them briefly and did not completely remove the mucus on the surface.

To put it bluntly, the smell of the internal organs has not been handled properly and has a bad smell.

Zhang Dahua asked them to turn the pig's internal organs inside out and wash off as much mucus as possible on the surface, so that the smell would be less.

Zhang Dahua then asked about the ratio of various ingredients in a pot of braising liquid, and how much meat could be cooked in one pot of braising liquid at a time.

After asking, Zhang Dahua found that there were no problems in any aspect.

So what was the problem? Zhang Dahua frowned in thought.

At this moment, Wang Xingren's attendant came back and said to him, "Master, the old lady wants you to go back immediately."

Wang Xingren knew what it was about without even thinking. He waved his hand and said, "We'll talk about it later."

The attendant whispered, "Master, you should go back first. The old lady seems very angry."

Zhang Dahua said, "Master Wang, please go back first. It's fine for you to stay here. I'll tell the chef in charge of the recipe once I find the problem."

Wang Xingren thought about it and decided to go back. Grandmother is old, and she shouldn't get angry and hurt herself.

Wang Xingren bowed to Zhang Dahua and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Miss Zhang."

After Wang Xingren left, Zhang Dahua continued to think about what went wrong. After thinking for a while, she asked the steward to take out all the spices they had bought.

If there is nothing wrong with the steps and spice ratios, then the problem is most likely with the spices.

The steward immediately took out all the spices, and Zhang Dahua picked up each one and smelled it.

Geraniol, cardamom, ginger and other ingredients are similar, but the taste of star anise and Sichuan peppercorns is slightly different.

The star anise is smaller than the ones they use and has a lighter flavor.

The Sichuan peppercorns used by Zhang Hulan are green, while the ones used here are red. The colors are different, and the aroma is also different.

Zhang Dahua took out the star anise, cinnamon and Sichuan peppercorns and asked the steward. She didn't know how to address the steward, so seeing that he was about the same age as her father, she called him "uncle," "Uncle, the two spices you bought are different from the ones we use."

The steward was confused, "No way, this must be star anise and Sichuan peppercorns."

Zhang Dahua said, "Uncle, have someone go buy some green peppercorns and star anise. Pick the bigger ones with a reddish color. Don't buy the ones that look dry."

The steward immediately said, "Miss Zhang, please wait a moment. I will go buy it right away."

The manager didn't ask anyone else to buy it, but went to buy it himself.

the other side.

Wang Xingren returned to the Wang Mansion, the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion.

When Wang Xingren returned, Li He was still sobbing and wiping tears in front of Old Madam Yang, looking very sad.

Old Marquis Wang and Wang Xingren's mother Ye Hongling were also there.

Wang Xingren bowed and said, "Grandson, I greet grandfather! I greet grandmother! I greet mother!"

Ye Hongling secretly glared at Wang Xingren, but there was not much blame in her eyes.

Madam Yang asked, "Xingren, why are you bullying your cousin?"

Wang Xingren asked, "How did I bully her?"

"Hasn't she bullied you yet?" Old Madam Yang said unhappily, "He'er went to help you out of good intentions, but you teamed up with outsiders to bully her. How can you be a cousin?"

Wang Xingren also sympathized with his aunt's family and often took care of them and showed concern for them.

But he felt that his grandmother doted on Li He a little too much, so he asked, "Grandma, what she says is what counts."

Without waiting for Madam Yang to speak, Wang Xingren continued, "Grandfather once taught me that morality is the most important thing for a person.

Morality is the foundation upon which a building can be built. Kind thoughts are like the bright wind and clear moon, without the slightest thought of harming others.

We should also not forget the virtue of humility. A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. Never be arrogant because of your talent.

We know that there is always someone better than you, and that keeping a low profile and being eager to learn is the right path.

Honesty is as precious as gold; keep your word. A promise is worth a thousand gold; do not break it lightly. People will stay away from those who break their promises, and even a million gold coins cannot redeem their reputation.

People should be impartial in the world and should never be biased or biased in their words.

If the heart is biased, it will be like an arrow missing its target after leaving the bowstring, and justice will be lost in dealing with things.

We should treat everyone equally, whether close or distant, rich or poor. If we show favoritism to some and disdain to others for selfish reasons, people's hearts will be alienated, and disaster and chaos will arise.

The same is true of words: biased words are like a knife, hurting people invisibly. Don't speak lightly without seeing the whole picture.

If one is blinded by personal feelings and makes arbitrary judgments, flatters others, or slanders others maliciously, then this is not the right path. One should be honest and impartial; only in this way can one act like a righteous person.

After Wang Xingren finished speaking, he bowed to Old Lord Wang and said, "Although I may not have any grand ambitions, I will never forget your teachings."

Lord Wang stroked his beard and smiled, "Well, I won't say anything else about Xingren, but as a person, he is impeccable."

Old Madam Yang was angry, but she also knew that she was biased towards her granddaughter; if she refuted Wang Xingren, she would be refuting Old Marquis Yang and the family tradition established by Old Marquis Yang.

But she still said: "But He'er is your cousin after all, how can you help an outsider? Look at how your cousin is crying?"