A Happy Event in a Farming Family: Marrying a Hunter

The girl didn't speak, just gave a soft scoff, and then fell silent.

Meanwhile, Yunluo and Aunt Zhang returned to their lodgings with a lot of things they had bought. Aunt Zhang helped carry the rice and flour inside. As soon as she entered the house, she saw the couple's neatly arranged room and her eyes lit up. "Girl, your room is so nicely decorated."

"It was all arranged by Brother Qin," Yun Luo said with a smile.

Aunt Zhang praised her repeatedly, saying that it's rare to see someone so doting on their daughter-in-law these days. "Alright, Auntie will head back now."

"Okay." Yunlu tidied up for a while. She figured Brother Qin should be back for dinner by now, so she cooked a pot of rice, stewed the chicken and mushrooms she bought from the street, stir-fried some pork intestines, made a cold vegetable salad, and stir-fried some bok choy.

She ladled out a bowl of chicken soup, gave half a chicken piece to Aunt Zhang, and also filled a bowl with pork intestines, which she then delivered to Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang was cooking brown rice when she saw Yunluo come in. She quickly dropped the spatula and went to take the rice from her, saying, "Girl, you're quite far along in your pregnancy now, you can't be so formal."

"It's alright, it's just a short walk. I stewed some chicken and brought it over for you to try. I'll head back now."

"Then I'll give you the bowl." Aunt Zhang handed the bowl to Yunluo, just as Uncle Zhang returned.

“Daughter, I was just about to tell you this,” Uncle Zhang said. “When I came back from delivering the goods, I heard the people in the kitchen saying that a very important person is coming to Yongcui Pavilion today. Everyone in the front hall is making preparations. I reckon Xiao Zheng won’t be back until midnight. You should eat first, don’t go hungry.”

"Uncle, what kind of important person is he?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head, "I don't know about that."

Yunlu thanked him, went back inside, drank a bowl of chicken soup, and ate a few bites of rice. Outside, a noisy commotion arose.

Yun Luo went over upon hearing the noise and found a group of middle-aged men having a heated discussion at the entrance to the backyard, where it bordered the front yard.

"What should we do? Uncle Wang is not feeling well and has taken the day off. It's just the few of us here. If it were an ordinary person, we could handle it, as our skills are decent. But with such an important person coming today, we're afraid our skills won't be enough."

"If all else fails, we should find Uncle Wang and bring him back. Otherwise, if he blames us, we'll be the ones who suffer."

"Uncle Wang's condition has been chronic for many years. He went to get acupuncture, and once the needle is in, he can't move at all. Even if we carry him back, he can't cook."

……

After listening for a while, Yunluo stepped forward and asked, "Uncles, are you short of someone to be the head chef?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to him.

One of them, with a thick beard, seemed to be the leader. He looked Yun Luo up and down, his eyes filled with disdain. "Little girl, do you know what the kitchen of Yongcui Pavilion is? Do you know who's coming tonight? This isn't some country playhouse where you can just serve any dish. Go back, go back, and don't cause trouble."

"Exactly, she's pregnant, isn't she just causing us trouble?"

Yunluo was ignored, and by someone who was extremely impatient.

"If you ask me, if all else fails, we should just hire someone from outside temporarily. Otherwise, if things don't go well, we'll be the ones who suffer the consequences."

"Easier said than done, where are we supposed to find someone? Supervisor Zhou only asked us to solve the problem, he didn't give us any money."

The group found themselves in a predicament.

Yun Luo blinked and seized the opportunity to speak, "Well, since you can't find anyone anyway, why don't you let me give it a try? If it doesn't work, you can just not use me. You won't lose anything anyway."

That sounds pretty good.

One of the tall, thin men said, "Why don't we just let her try? It's a last resort, we've run out of options anyway."

Several people agreed.

"Alright, you can come with us then. But Yongcui Pavilion is an important place. You can't wander around outside the kitchen. Otherwise, if the supervisor sees you and you get scolded, you'll have to take responsibility for it yourself."

“No problem,” Yun Luo readily agreed.

And so, she followed the others into the kitchen. It must be said that the kitchen of Yongcui Pavilion was large and spacious. To the right of the entrance were two rows of shelves, one with fresh vegetables and the other with pots and pans.

On the left is where the food is cooked.

"Girl, what's your name?" a kind-looking middle-aged man asked.

"Uncle, you can just call me Xiao Luo."

"Okay, you can call me Uncle Qian. I'll help you out. Just tell me what dishes you want."

Yunlu nodded, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Uncle Qian, I brought some local specialties from my hometown. I'll go back and get them first. Could you wash them for me?"

Uncle Qian nodded, but there was a hint of worry on his face. This girl probably didn't know the identity of the distinguished guest tonight. How could such coarse country food possibly catch the eye of that gentleman?

He himself had a daughter of that age, and seeing Yunluo, heavily pregnant, still having to make a living, he couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy. He whispered, "Daughter, let me give you a heads-up. The one coming tonight is none other than the current Crown Prince. You should probably save your hometown dishes."

Prince?

Over the past few years, Brother Qin's case was orchestrated by him. I never expected it was him.

She knows all of this, and her ex-brother in the front hall must know as well. I wonder what the situation is like now?

Yunlu laughed and said, "Uncle Qian, don't worry, my hometown dishes are not ordinary dishes, they will definitely catch that person's eye."

"Alright, go get it then."

Yunlu thanked him, went back to get the sausages she had brought with her before leaving, and returned to the kitchen.

The kitchen was already bustling with activity, but many people were curious and wanted to see what dishes Yun Luo could make, so they gathered around to watch the spectacle.

"Xiao Luo, the dishes are ready." After saying that, Uncle Qian looked at the sausage that Yun Luo brought over. The sausage was sliced ​​thinly, and the aroma of oil and meat, which had been smoked, was different from the smell he usually had.

Uncle Qian could tell at a glance that this was good stuff. He had been a chef for so many years and had never seen such unique meat. He swallowed hard and asked, "Xiao Luo, is this meat a specialty dish from your area?"

"No, I figured it out myself. I'm not sure if I can make some for you to try first, and see if it's suitable for the master outside."

If I could, I'd really like to just poison that prince to death.

Yunlu cut a small plateful, steamed it in a pot, and once it was cooked, took it out and sprinkled it with a little sesame oil and scallions. "Try it."

The aroma had already spread, and everyone who was busy gathered around, each taking a slice. The thin sausage was fragrant, soft, and delicious. With one bite, the aroma of oil and meat blended together, rich but not greasy—absolutely amazing.

"Uncle Qian, how's it going?"

Uncle Qian picked up two more slices and put them in his mouth. The others also started eating, afraid that if they were late, the food would be eaten up. After they finished eating, they all gave a thumbs up.

"Honey, this is made from pork, right? What's it called?"

"Call it sausage."

"Great, great, so delicious! I've never tasted such fragrant pork before."

"We have both spicy and sweet sausages, but I only brought the spicy ones with me. If I have time, I'll bring some for you all to try. But could this dish be served in the front of the restaurant?"