You are unlucky and I am tough

After working until dark, Qi said with certainty that she had mastered it.

Cheng Shuang finally reminded them again and again: "No matter what kind of meat it is, the cooking method is the same. Tomorrow, you can ask your second uncle to buy some pig's trotters, pig's offal, and pig's ears and try it yourself. Don't buy too much for the first time, just three or four pounds of each. Have your second uncle take it to the restaurant to negotiate, and then make it according to the restaurant's order size."

“As for what Aunt Yang sells on the street, she can make some braised chicken feet, duck feet, chicken wings, duck wings… Forget it, I’ll just write a list for you.”

There are so many things that can be braised that Cheng Shuang simply took a piece of paper and wrote down more than twenty kinds.

Both Cheng Zhengyi and his brother could read, so they asked them to take it home and study it slowly.

After sending the apprentice away, Cheng Shuang stayed in the kitchen to continue tinkering with the pig intestines that she had deliberately left unbraised.

Three little heads cautiously poked their heads in from outside the door, swallowing their saliva non-stop. Cheng Chen asked with sparkling eyes, "Sister, are we having braised chicken for dinner?"

Cheng Shuang skillfully cut the pig intestines with a kitchen knife and shook her head: "No, we're having stir-fried pig intestines tonight."

The porridge for dinner had already been cooked in the small pot behind the big pot. Cheng Shuang had shredded the ginger and then quietly marinated the pig intestines with cooking wine. Then she put the pot on high heat and stir-fried them over high heat.

The younger brothers and sisters were already drooling with greed. When a large plate of stir-fried pork intestines was served on the table, they couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks and take a bite. Their eyes instantly lit up.

"I didn't know pig intestines were so delicious. In the past, when people in the village slaughtered pigs during the New Year, they would just throw them away."

“It’s better than braised ones, fragrant and crispy.”

"Big sister is amazing. She can cook braised meat and even stir-fry pig intestines to make them so delicious."

Cheng Shuang felt a sense of accomplishment when she heard the praise from her brothers and sisters. She smiled and said, "I brought back a lot of seeds. There will be many delicious things to grow after I grow them."

In addition to building the house, there are more than one and a half acres of wasteland around it, and she plans to use it all to grow vegetables.

As for the few acres of good land she bought from the old scholar, the soil was loose and fertile. She planned to dig holes and sow seeds and plant watermelons. They would be ripe in July and August, the hottest time of the year, and she could make a profit by selling the watermelons then.

However, she does not plan to grow chili peppers and chili peppers outside. She will get a few boxes of soil and plant them in the yard. For now, she only needs to eat them at home, so she doesn't need to plant too much. She wants to keep this exclusive seasoning firmly in her own hands.

After dinner, Cheng Shuang boiled some water for a bath. She sprinkled bath salts in the bathtub and took a comfortable bath.

Wei Qinglang was probably drunk too much and he didn't wake up after falling asleep. Fortunately, he didn't vomit or get drunk.

Cheng Shuang saw him lying on the bed without taking off his shoes and wanted to pretend not to see it, but after coming back from taking a shower, she couldn't bear to see it, so she pulled off his shoes, took off his outer clothes, threw the quilt on him, and then blew out the light and went to sleep.

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The rice wine brewed by the Xu family is quite intoxicating. Wei Qinglang woke up the next day with a slight headache. The bed opposite was empty and the quilt was neatly folded.

Not knowing what time it was, he went straight into the space to wash up. He saw that the clock on the wall showed that it was already past seven o'clock. He got drunk and fell asleep before dark yesterday, so he had slept for more than ten hours.

After washing up, he took a glass of milk from the refrigerator and drank it, then rummaged through the medicine box and found a hangover pill and took it.

He heard a faint sound outside, so he hurried out and got some clean clothes from the closet to change into. Then he found the contract that Cheng Shuang had left on the table, and realized that she had already negotiated with Cheng Lizheng's family about cooperating in selling braised meat.

Cheng Shuang probably put the contract here for him to read, and he put it away after reading it.

"When did you get up, brother? Why did you start sleeping in again?" Wei Xinyi's voice came from outside.

Wei Qinglang opened the door and went out. In the yard, Cheng Lishuang was worried about the broken hoe that Luo Cuihua had used. Their family only had one hoe. How would they plant vegetables later? Would the whole family have to dig holes by hand?

I turned around when I heard the door open. "Hey, you're awake."

Cheng Shuang held a hoe in her hand and said, "What kind of strength does Luo Cuihua have? She even broke the hoe we just bought."

Wei Qinglang stretched and joked, "He was born with supernatural powers. I guess he can kill Zhen Guanxi with three punches."

"Brother-in-law, who is Zhen Guanxi?" Cheng Chen ran over and looked up at him, blinking his big eyes in confusion.

Wei Qinglang paused while stretching, stunned by the question. How could he explain it?

"Hahaha....."

Cheng Shuang laughed at his reaction and waved while holding the hoe stick, "Come on, all of you, come here, I'll tell you the story of how Lu Zhishen killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches."

The three little ones immediately gathered around and asked who Lu Zhishen was. Wei Qinglang shook his head and went into the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot and took out the hot breakfast, three pancakes and a big bowl of mushroom soup.

It rained a few days ago, so Cheng Pan went up the mountain to pick a lot of mushrooms and dried them. They should be enough to eat for several days.

Wei Qinglang had long been tired of eating mushrooms, but there was really no other vegetables at home, so he decided to start growing vegetables as soon as possible.

Taking breakfast to the yard to eat, Cheng Shuang began to talk about her beloved Lu Zhishen in a very emotional way, and how he killed Zhen Guanxi with three punches and helped the weak.

Wei Qinglang observed for a while and found that her storytelling style was the same as that of the old man with white beard whom they had listened to in the teahouse the day before yesterday.

He learned very well, even Wei Nanxing squatted at the door and listened attentively.

After breakfast, Wei Qinglang started to repair the hoe, taking out the broken wood inside, then using a hatchet to repair the hoe stick and knock it back in. He just used it like this for the time being.

Holding the repaired hoe, Cheng Shuang gave an order and went out to plant watermelons, leaving Wei Nanxing at home alone.

Wei Qinglang was puzzled. There were only two male laborers in the family, so Nanxing shouldn't be left behind to look after the house.

Cheng Shuang, however, spoke mysteriously to him and told the still nervous Wei Nanxing, "Don't be nervous, just do as I say." Then she dragged Wei Qinglang out quickly.

The family set out to work in Beishan. Wei Qinglang walked in front carrying a hoe, and behind him was Cheng Shuang carrying a bamboo basket filled with dry food and watermelon seeds for lunch.

Cheng Pan was carrying the wooden barrel with a gourd ladle in it, and at the back were three smaller ones, each holding a water bag.

The sun had just risen, and every household in the village was working in the fields while it was still cool. A woman washing clothes by the river saw the family coming out and asked curiously, "Cheng Shuang, where are you all going?"

Cheng Shuang was carrying a bamboo basket, smiling, "The few acres of land we bought are all empty. Let's plant some vegetables there. We can sell them in town later."

Along the way, people asked questions from time to time, and Cheng Shuang answered with a smile. Some people still smiled after hearing the questions, but they were wondering in their hearts whether this family was mentally ill.

Although we missed the spring planting, wouldn’t it be better to use the five acres of land to plant some soybeans? Why did you use it all to plant vegetables and want to sell them in town?

Every household grows their own vegetables, who will buy your vegetables?

Cheng Guifang was chopping grass for pigs at the doorstep of her house. The family had only one pig, which she had to raise from the beginning of the year to the end of the year before slaughtering it for the New Year. People passed by the house from time to time, and she could get most of what happened in the village by chatting with them.

Then Cheng Guifang learned from several women who had returned from washing clothes that Wei Qinglang and his family had gone to the foot of the north mountain to grow vegetables.

As soon as those gossiping women left, Cheng Guifang rolled her eyes, dropped the unchopped pig grass and ran to find her daughter.

Luo Cuihua is planting soybeans in the field behind the house. This season is the soybean planting season. In addition to keeping some for home consumption, the extra can be sold to the soy sauce shop in town to make soy sauce, which is also a source of income.

The busy Luo Cuihua was thinking about finishing planting the two acres of land and whether to go to Wei's house later. She and Cheng Pan are good sisters now, and she is not afraid that Cheng Shuang will drive her away with an excuse to go to Wei's house.

Although she could feel that Cheng Pan didn't want to pay attention to her, she didn't care. Her target was Wei Nanxing. His parents said that they should slowly cultivate their relationship first and get married after the New Year when Wei Nanxing turned fifteen.

"Cuihua, Cuihua."

Luo Cuihua was thinking about going to the Wei family with some vegetables after she finished her work when her mother came running over, panting, and said that the villagers saw that the entire Wei family had gone to the foot of the north mountain to plant vegetables, and asked her to go over quickly to help.

When Luo Cuihua heard this, she couldn't even take care of her own work. There were only two male laborers in the Wei family, and Cheng Shuang was as thin as a stick and probably couldn't even swing a hoe. This was her chance to show off.