Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

Hearing what Zhou said, Wang Qing'er stopped talking and took out a few potatoes to peel and prepare dinner.

"Qing'er, yesterday when I was weeding, I accidentally pulled up a bunch of potatoes. There were quite a few, some as big as eggs." Zhou Shi saw this and then remembered that the potatoes in the field had already grown, so she casually mentioned it to her granddaughter-in-law.

"They're already the size of eggs? Then we can take them out and eat them. They're so tender and delicious. I'll go and take some out tomorrow to make something tasty."

Wang Qing'er was the kind of person who planted crops and then left them to their own devices, so she didn't know that the potatoes had grown so big.

Upon hearing Zhou's words, various ways of eating potatoes immediately came to mind: salt and pepper mini potatoes, wolf tooth potatoes... She also remembered that the potato swirl skewers sold in some scenic spots were delicious.

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but swallow hard.

“These potatoes grow in clusters, more than sweet potatoes, so the yield must be high. If you plant so many, you won’t be able to finish them all at home.” Zhou thought potatoes could only be used for cooking, and you couldn’t eat them every day.

"Grandma, potatoes can be made into many kinds of food, or they can be made into starch. If we can't finish them, we can sell them. If we can't sell them, we can feed them to the pigs, chickens, and ducks. Anyway, we have so many chickens and ducks at home. Potatoes, like sweet potatoes, can be stored for a long time. Don't worry about them spoiling."

Wang Qing'er explained to Zhou Shi while peeling the fruit.

"You still have all that cornstarch you made last time? You only use a little bit each time you stir-fry meat, so you don't need that much. Won't it spoil if it sits for too long?"

Zhou thought about how there were still hundreds of kilograms of starch in the warehouse, and wondered why they were making starch. She worried that they would waste it since they wouldn't need much for stir-frying.

"Grandma, don't worry, it won't be wasted. I'll cook something delicious for you when I have time." Wang Qing'er saw through Zhou's thoughts and quickly comforted her.

She looked up at the sky. Since she couldn't make sweet potato noodles today, she would make sweet potato jelly for them to try first.

After peeling and washing the potatoes by the well, I took them into the kitchen, also checking how much starch was left in the jar.

Seeing that there was quite a lot, I scooped out a few spoonfuls and put them in a large bowl, then mixed them with water.

Light the fire in the stove and add large pieces of wood. One person can cook with a whole piece of wood without having to run back and forth between the stove and the firebox.

She poured the starch slurry into the pot and stirred it continuously until there was no more white starch. Then she poured the paste into a large bowl to cool and set.

I cooked rice for dinner and stir-fried a chili pepper. Now the chili peppers in the garden are ready to be picked and eaten. The tender green chili peppers are perfect for stir-frying and make the rice even more delicious.

A simple stir-fried beef dish is a must. The kids in my family are all growing and need to eat more beef, so every few days I either make stir-fried beef or braised beef brisket with potatoes.

She herself wants to grow taller, but she doesn't know if she can grow any taller.

Then there's stir-fried mushrooms with meat, hot and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried water spinach, and sweet potato jelly.

There are many people in my family, so I always cook large portions of food, and we finish everything at every meal.

With such a large family, cooking is a hassle. Fortunately, my mother-in-law can cook, so she only needs to cook once in a while. Now, my sister-in-law also helps with cooking, and her dishes are quite delicious.

"Qing'er, this is made with sweet potato jelly," Zhou said, picking up a piece to taste.

"Hmm, Grandma, how does it taste?" Wang Qing'er nodded, looking at Zhou Shi expectantly, waiting for her evaluation.

She had tried the taste and thought it was pretty good, with a bouncy texture, but she still hoped to receive praise from others.

She suddenly felt like she was being so dramatic!

Although it's called sweet potato jelly, it's not served cold. She stir-fried it with mushroom sauce, scallions, ginger, and garlic.

Sweet potato jelly is cut into long strips and becomes very flavorful after being stir-fried.

"Hmm, not bad, I can't taste any sweet potato at all." Zhou ate two pieces before speaking. She thought that since it was made from sweet potato, how come it didn't taste like sweet potato at all? It was completely two different foods.

"It really doesn't taste like sweet potato. I thought it was made of some other kind of powder." Old Man Mu also ate a few pieces and never expected it to be made of sweet potato starch.

"Qing'er, is this dish troublesome to make?" She wasn't home when her daughter-in-law made it today, so she wanted to ask if it was troublesome. If it wasn't troublesome, she could make it often.

"Mom, it's no trouble at all. It's very simple. Next time I make it, I'll ask you to watch, and you'll be able to do it in no time."

"Okay, I'll learn how to make it and cook it often. It's actually quite delicious."

"Mom, when has my sister-in-law ever made a bad new dish?" Mu Xiao said with a smile.

"Brother Mu Nan, why aren't you eating?" Wang Qing'er would call him Brother Mu Nan when there were other people around, but she would call him husband when it was just the two of them.

She noticed that Mu Nan seemed distracted during dinner, so she asked him about it with concern.

"I've already eaten, you eat more and don't worry about me."

"Nan-ge'er probably drank too much at Fourth Uncle's house at noon and is still feeling a bit unwell," Old Man Mu said, glancing at his son.

"Did you drink a lot? Why didn't you say you were coming back?"

No wonder he just sat there motionless when he got back, and acted like he didn't hear me when I called him to bring the dishes. If he can't drink, he shouldn't drink anymore. I guess I need to discipline him.

There's no contraception available now, so if I get pregnant, it could have an impact.

Oh dear, what am I thinking? Why am I even thinking about having a child? It seems I'm being pressured to get married by my grandmother and mother-in-law.

"I didn't drink much, I just have a bit of a headache." Mu Nan glanced at his wife, feeling a little worried, wondering if she would be unhappy because he had been drinking.

"Then don't eat the scallions. I'll make you some honey water after you finish eating."

Wang Qing'er reminded her husband because she remembered someone saying that honey and scallions are incompatible, and that you shouldn't drink honey water after eating scallions.

But honey water can also help with hangovers, so he has to drink some.

"Okay." Mu Nan nodded in agreement.

Old Man Mu added, "The wine that Fourth Uncle's family drank today had a strong aftereffect; even I couldn't handle it. Nan-ge, you don't drink much, so you're bound to feel unwell. Go back to your room and rest early after dinner, and you'll feel better tomorrow."

"I understand, Father," Mu Nan replied.

After dinner, the two returned to their room, and Wang Qing'er heated up some bathwater for her husband to take a bath first.

I made him another cup of honey water, and only let him lie down after he finished drinking it.

"How are you? Still feeling unwell?" After taking a shower, Wang Qing'er turned off the lights and went to bed. As soon as she got into bed, Mu Nan pulled her into his arms. She naturally snuggled into his embrace and asked him with concern.

"much better."

"Husband, you mustn't get drunk again. A little bit is okay." Wang Qing'er thought she should remind him, since he had already gotten drunk twice in just a few days.

"Okay, I'll drink less in the future. I drank too much today because I was with my new brother-in-law."

"Mu Xia's husband has a high alcohol tolerance?" Wang Qing'er noticed that her father-in-law seemed to have drunk quite a bit, and her husband was even drunk, along with several of her cousins.

So many people are drinking with one person, how strong must that person's alcohol tolerance be?