My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Add the washed wild vegetables to the broth from cooking the meat, add some salt, blanch them briefly, and then they're ready to serve.

Cut the cooked pork belly into slices and stir-fry it again in the pan.

The rendered oil is ladled into an oil jar.

Yang Fenglan washed a handful of scallions, threw them into the pot, stir-fried them for a couple of seconds, and the dry-fried pork belly was ready.

No extra seasonings are needed, not even ginger, and the stir-fried meat has no fishy smell at all.

It smells so good you'd want to swallow your tongue.

Yang Fenglan secretly kept a small half bowl of meat and hid it in the cupboard.

"Xiaoyu, dinner's ready!"

A dish of vegetables and a soup, served with rice, is indeed comparable to the dishes served at the Zhou family's Chinese New Year celebrations.

Shen Yu bought the meat herself, so she ate it without any guilt.

A large bowl of meat was devoured by the three of them, leaving not a single piece.

Even the oil stuck in the bowl was cleaned up by Yang Fenglan with wild vegetables.

They euphemistically call it: "Swimming makes washing dishes easier."

Zhou Jingyi ate more than usual, which was unusual for him.

When Yang Fenglan came in to collect the dishes, Zhou Jingyi asked, "Mother, why did you eat so well today?"

“Xiaoyu bought them all. She’s a kind-hearted girl, so you must treat her well,” Yang Fenglan said.

Zhou Jingyi nodded earnestly, "Mother, I will."

"Ah."

Regardless of Shen Yu's attitude, there's no harm in letting Zhou Jingyi try his best to keep her.

Most importantly, separate the male and female leads to prevent future troubles.

Yang Fenglan only dared to say that because she saw Shen Yu cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen.

There's nothing left to do in the fields after meals.

It was still early, so Yang Fenglan waited for Shen Yu to finish packing and return to her room. She then sneaked into the kitchen, opened the cupboard, and took out the half-bowl of meat she had left.

"Here, this is for you." Shen Yu suddenly appeared at the kitchen doorway.

Yang Fenglan, feeling guilty, jumped three feet high in fright and hurriedly shoved the bowl back. "Cough cough, you walk so quietly, it's terrifying!"

Shen Yu looked speechless and held out her hand, "You don't want it?"

Yang Fenglan then noticed two small, silvery-white things in her palm.

"Pebble?" she thought instinctively.

Shen Yu: ? ?

Never seen silver before?

Yang Fenglan: ...

"Hehehe, how could that be? Why are you suddenly giving me money?"

“You gave me the money you made from selling the things before,” Shen Yu replied simply.

Yang Fenglan never imagined that she would receive money for the Ganoderma lucidum she found herself.

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

In the first few days after she arrived, she didn't know how many bad things she said about Shen Yu in her heart.

After getting to know her, she realized that this girl wasn't as difficult as she had thought.

Yang Fenglan said no, but her hand obediently reached out.

She accepted the money with a bit of embarrassment, saying, "Then I'll take it. Consider it as your future dowry."

It sounds strange that a mother-in-law would save up a dowry for her daughter-in-law.

Shen Yu awkwardly touched her nose and went back to her room.

Yang Fenglan took half a bowl of meat, filled it with rice, put the bowl into the water bucket, picked up the carrying pole, and said, "Xiaoyu, I'm going to fetch two buckets of water. You stay home with Jingyi."

A quarter of an hour later.

In the grove, Yang Fenglan sat on a carrying pole, while Xu Yingying leaned against a tree trunk with her arms crossed. "Didn't you say the female lead was terrible? Why would she give you money?"

Yang Fenglan shrugged. "Misjudgment. She's a good person."

"I don't know about that." Xu Yingying disagreed, but did not refute it. She just quietly ate her meal.

Really fragrant!

Yang Fenglan took out two pieces of silver, "I don't know how many taels there are here."

Xu Yingying glanced at it and, based on her original body's experience, judged it to be "at most two ounces."

“That’s quite a lot. Here, have one.” Yang Fenglan picked up the smaller piece of silver and gave it to Xu Yingying.

Xu Yingying pushed her hand back without even looking up. "Keep it for yourself. Don't you need to stockpile food? It's more suitable to stockpile it at your house. You know my family is too complicated."

"Don't worry about me. I also found a Ganoderma lucidum, exactly the same as Shen Yu's. She made money selling it, so I'm sure I can sell mine too."

"Alright then," she said, and Yang Fenglan didn't insist any further.

Anyway, my best friend will also get a share of the food we stockpiled.