This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Zhao Yun'er picked up the cleaver and gently wiped it with a cloth beside her, as if she were wiping not the cleaver, but her most precious treasure.

He coldly uttered two words: "No!"

Then, he changed to a kinder tone and said to Ye Xiaoxiao, "Miss, here's a pork bone for you."

"Alright!" Ye Xiaoxiao took the pork bone with one hand, then turned and shouted in He Jing's direction, "Husband! Come and pay!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall figure stepped into the crowd. Although he was dressed in coarse cloth like the others, the aura he exuded carried a strong sense of oppression and intimidation.

However, that intimidating aura that made one's legs go weak vanished completely when he reached the woman.

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at everyone with a half-smile: "Are you all just sitting around doing nothing? Don't you want to go home and cook?"

Upon hearing this, and intimidated by He Jing's powerful aura, everyone quickly dispersed.

Seeing everyone scatter like birds and beasts, Lin Xiucai was still unwilling to give up, staring intently at Zhao Yun'er: "Yun'er, you won't even lend me this little bit of money, how can you be so petty? Even if what happened before was my fault, it's all in the past, I..."

"Lin Mo! How could you say such a thing? Turn the page? The fact that you killed my father can never be turned the page!"

Zhao Yun'er suddenly became hysterical, her anger rising, and her gaze towards Lin Mo was filled with rage and resentment.

Ye Xiaoxiao finally understood that this Scholar Lin was truly no good.

"Lin Xiucai, you have to borrow such a small amount of money? How can you be so useless!"

She knew that to kill someone, you must first destroy their spirit.

"Someone like you only cares about the prestige of being a scholar, thinking that reading a few classic texts makes you superior to others. You're incredibly arrogant at heart, yet you can't support yourself and disdain earning money with your own hands, as if that would tarnish your pride as a scholar. How laughable!"

Ridiculous!

Ye Xiaoxiao unleashed a barrage of criticism, leaving Lin Xiucai speechless.

Upon being exposed, Lin Xiucai's face turned from red to white, then from red to purple, and finally from purple to black, his eyes shifting between astonishment, panic, and resentment.

How come he didn't know Ye Xiaoxiao had become so eloquent?

He flicked his sleeves and stormed off in a huff.

Zhao Yun'er looked at Ye Xiaoxiao with gratitude: "Thank you..."

"Just call me Xiao Xiao."

"Thank you! Xiao Xiao, I don't have anything to thank you for, so I'll just give you a plate of pig intestines."

Zhao Yun'er remembered that Xiao Xiao had bought a set of pig intestines here once before, so she guessed that Xiao Xiao liked it.

When He Jing saw Ye Xiaoxiao happily accept the pig intestines, his eyebrows twitched.

It's pig intestines again!

Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled to herself, recalling the disgusted look on He Jing's face when she processed pig intestines at home last time.

Speaking of which, we haven't eaten that pig intestine yet!

She specially fried it with coarse bran, so it had no smell at all; if it did, it was just a pleasant aroma.

They used the earthen stove in the kitchen to start a fire, and filled the pot with more than half of the dried rice bran.

After heating it up, stir-fry it to release a slight herbal aroma, then bury the drained pork intestines in rice bran and start stirring slowly.

When the rice bran changes color and develops a strong aroma, it needs to be stirred continuously.

After stirring for about half an hour, the surface of the large intestine began to turn a dark, brownish-yellow color.

The fat and rice bran in the pork intestines release a wonderful aroma when heated at high temperatures.

The stir-fried rice bran sausages need to be washed and dried, which allows them to be preserved longer than fresh pig intestines. They are still hanging on bamboo poles in the kitchen.

As Ye Xiaoxiao and He Jing walked side by side, she suddenly grinned mischievously and said, "He Jing, how about we eat that pig intestine hanging outside tonight?"

He Jing paused, almost dropping what he was holding.

He refused!

……

however.

As dinnertime approached, a rich aroma wafted from the He family's kitchen.

Passersby swallowed hard, thinking to themselves: "It smells so good! What delicious food is the He family cooking now?"

In the kitchen, He Jing pursed his lips, expressionless, and held a large ladle, stir-frying the large intestine in the wok.

He Wuyang smacked his lips: "Big brother, your cooking smells so good!"

He Wuyou also said seriously, "I can eat three big bowls of rice tonight!"

He wasn't lying at all; he's been growing lately and gets hungry quickly, so he's been eating a bit more.

Mother He was sorting through silk threads under the lamp when she glanced at her eldest son, who was standing in front of the stove wielding a spoon, and smiled knowingly:

"Xiao Xiao is really good at guiding. With just a few casual pointers, A Jing's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds."

Ye Xiaoxiao grinned: "He Jing, look, everyone is praising you!"

She then turned to look at Mother He: "Mother, if you ask me, you are the most amazing one, for raising such an outstanding son."

He Jing gradually lost himself amidst the praise and compliments from everyone.

During dinner, he mustered up his courage and picked up a piece of stir-fried pork intestines.

Really fragrant!