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Xu Qing looked at the konjac that her mother had thrown far away and smashed to pieces on the ground with a pained expression. All that washing had been for nothing.

She finally understood why there were so many konjac plants in the valley but no one was digging them up; it turned out that the people here didn't know how to process konjac.

"Mom, I'm fine. I know how to process konjac. It's edible after processing."

"What is konjac? Wasn't that thing called 'demon taro'?" Wen asked in confusion, then muttered to herself, "It's quite magical though. Some people only feel itchy when they touch it, while others will swell up all over and die."

Xu Qing relaxed and blurted out her modern name without thinking. Luckily, her mother had a good imagination, otherwise she really wouldn't know how to explain it.

"Mother, the unprocessed taro is indeed poisonous, but if it is processed properly, it tastes like fatty meat."

"Really?"

Wen was somewhat skeptical. In the past, during famines, some people were so hungry that they tried to eat this stuff, but they couldn't possibly finish it.

"Really, tonight we're having braised duck with taro, stir-fried taro, it'll be so delicious you'll want to swallow your tongue."

Xu Qing rolled up his sleeves and took out another konjac to wash.

Madam Wen dared not let her daughter touch this thing. Anyway, she had lived long enough, so if anything happened, she would let her handle it.

She pushed Xu Qing aside, allowing Xu Qing to give instructions from the side.

After cleaning the taro, peel off the surface with a knife, then grind it with water and put it in a pot to cook.

Xu Qing was also making it for the first time and was afraid of failing, so she secretly added baking soda she bought from the mall. If you don't have baking soda, you can use wood ash water instead.

The konjac paste gradually solidified, becoming as soft and tender as tofu, so Xu Qing told Wen Shi that she no longer needed to light the fire.

Next, just wait for it to cool and solidify.

Xu Gong took the silver to the village chief's house and bought all the wasteland at the foot of the mountain. Then the two of them went to the county government to complete the formalities, and the matter was settled.

Xu Gong took the land deed and returned to the Xu family, handing it over to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing didn't refuse; it was safer to leave it with her. She could put it in the shopping cart without worrying about it getting chewed up by mice.

The konjac has cooled down.

Xu Qing cut the konjac in the wooden basin into pieces, took one piece to roast the duck, and soaked the rest in water.

The whole family gathered around the wooden basin, gazing at the konjac inside. Ms. Wen carefully poked the konjac tofu.

"It's really nothing, it doesn't itch."

Xu Gong swallowed hard: "This thing looks so slippery and tender, is it really made of taro?"

Xu Jian can walk without crutches now, but he's still hesitant to put much weight on his legs and sits on a stool nearby.

With a solemn and righteous expression, he said, "My little sister wouldn't harm us. If she says it's edible, then it's definitely edible."

Xu Qing listened to their discussion with amusement, remaining silent.

When she brought the braised duck with konjac to the table, everyone, drawn by the aroma, couldn't wait to start eating. However, no one touched the konjac; they all ate the duck instead.

Xu Qing picked up a piece of konjac and put it in her mouth.

Everyone held their breath in tension, wanting to stop her, but afraid of upsetting Xu Qing.

The Wen family had made preparations; if Xu Qing showed any signs of discomfort, they would immediately administer excrement.

This is an old-fashioned method: if someone gets food poisoning, you have to drink feces, and they'll vomit it out and feel better.

Xu Qing looked at the tense crowd, but didn't try to comfort them, and silently ate her meal.

After finishing her meal, she wiped her mouth and left the table, while everyone continued to watch her.

Xu Jian was the second to pick up a piece of konjac. Although he trusted his little sister, he was still a little scared, so he closed his eyes and put the konjac into his mouth.

My eyes widened instantly. The texture and taste were exactly the same as fatty meat, except that it didn't produce any oil when I bit into it.

Xu Jian picked up another piece, and for a moment he began to wonder if the girl had replaced the konjac with fatty meat.

Xu Qing ate a lot of the konjac in the bowl, and Xu Jian ate some more, so there wasn't much left.

Seeing Xu Jian constantly picking up konjac to eat, the others also reached out with their chopsticks.

At worst, we can just dump manure together.

After everyone finished eating, they went to the outhouse and waited for a while without feeling any discomfort.

Xu Baobao pinched her nose and said, "Grandma, Uncle, are you done yet?"

Only then did Ms. Wen believe that it was indeed edible and tasted very good!

"When we go up the mountain to collect aiyu tomorrow, let's also dig up some more of these taro!"

After preparing the jelly to be delivered tomorrow, the whole family went to bed early.

Since the house needed to be renovated, Xu Qing decided not to sell roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) at her stall anymore. She would be delivering jelly in the morning, so she wouldn't be able to deliver lunch to the one-armed beggar anymore.

But she had to keep her promise to the child, so she decided to teach the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) business to the one-armed beggar.

The next day, Xu Qing yawned as he loaded the jelly onto the oxcart. Xu Beibei had cried several times the night before, neither because she had wet herself nor because she wanted to drink milk.

Ms. Wen said that something must have been offended, and suggested that a shaman be invited back to take a look.

Xu Qing knew that it must have been February's bloating.

Apply a warm compress to your lower abdomen and do some gas-relieving exercises.

Although she had never taken care of children before, her friends who had children had all explained things to her.

Xu Qing bought a children's gas relief patch at the mall and put it on Xu Beibei before taking the child to town.

Today, Xu Qing was driving an oxcart when he encountered many beggars along the way, and the routine checks for entering the city were much stricter.

As usual, she first delivered the jelly, then went to find the one-armed beggar. After explaining her purpose, the one-armed beggar dared not agree.

How could someone with disabilities and filth possibly run a food business?

There was another thing he dared not tell anyone: he didn't have any household registration documents. If that were discovered, he would be finished.

Xu Qing felt that none of these were problems. She could just wash up and change her clothes. Besides, who said that someone with only one arm couldn't cook?

“I can sell 200 to 300 roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) a day, earning 3 wen (3 coins) per roujiamo. If you take over the business, I will provide you with the ingredients, and we will split the profits 30/70. With this money, you and your children will have a much better life.”

The one-armed beggar hesitated because of his household registration documents. He could only beg, barely had enough to eat, and suffered scorn and bullying. Zhenzhen also suffered because of him.

Xu Qing had assumed the one-armed beggar would agree immediately, but the current situation was completely unexpected.

She was willing to help them out of respect for Zhenzhen, but if they themselves were unwilling, Xu Qing would not force them.

"Think it over. If you're willing, come find me in Xujia Village."

Xu Qing turned to leave, but the one-armed beggar called out to her.

"I do, thank you. I will never forget your great kindness."

The one-armed beggar bowed deeply, and Xu Qing stepped aside to avoid him.

“We can consider this a win-win situation. Come on, come back to Xujia Village with me, and I’ll teach you how to do it. I’ll accompany you to set up a stall tomorrow, and once you’re familiar with it, you can go on your own.”

Xu Qing took the one-armed beggar to Qianjia Village to pick up Lao Shi, and the three of them returned to Xujia Village together.

As soon as we arrived at the village entrance, the village chief anxiously came to greet us.

"Qing'er, didn't you say the magistrate would announce the treatment for the disease today? Why haven't we received any notification yet? Several more families in the village have had their rice infected today."

Xu Qing didn't understand why either. Yesterday, seeing how anxious the county magistrate was, she thought he would send someone today to teach the village chiefs how to brew the medicinal soup.