The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Fang Xiaoning first cut the pork belly into chunks, rinsed it with well water, put it into an iron pot, then added cold water and ginger slices. After bringing it to a boil over high heat, she skimmed off the foam, boiled it for a while, then took it out and washed it clean.

Thinking of the swill that is thrown away every day, he said to his mother-in-law who was steaming cold noodles next to him, "Mom, I will buy a few laying hens tomorrow. In the future, we won't have to buy eggs anymore. Next year, we will also raise two pigs."

"Hey, leave these to me." Perhaps it was the joy of good news that lifted her spirits, but she felt that her illness was mostly cured, and she had regained her strength. Just thinking about it made her happy; living to see her great-grandchild get married was not a dream!

"Xiao An, Xiao Huo."

"Ok!"

Drain the pork belly pieces and sear them over low heat, skin side down, until golden brown and bubbly. This will make the skin of the pork belly softer and more tender during stewing. Then add lard to the pot and stir-fry the pork until the surface changes color. She didn't render too much lard because everyone prefers it oily and fatty. After adding some soy sauce and stir-frying a few more times, she added water, ginger slices, and scallions, and started stewing.

Why not add cooking wine? Because there isn't any here, and baijiu (Chinese liquor) is very expensive. If she used it in cooking, her mother-in-law would probably be so worried that she couldn't sleep.

While the rice simmered slowly in the pot, she went to prepare other dishes. For the main course, she ate brown rice, a mixture of one-third refined rice and two-thirds brown rice.

After steaming the cold noodles, Su used the same pot to steam rice. Pork belly and rice are a perfect match. She also prepared a cucumber salad, two servings of cold noodles, a braised pork belly, and a scallion and egg drop soup.

"Mother, please cook the soup. I'll take the meat and cold noodles home. You eat first, and I'll come back after they've finished eating." The original owner's father was truly an oddball; during famine years, he would definitely sell his children for food.

"Go on, drive carefully!" Eating first is out of the question; the food is all in the pot, we'll eat it when she gets back.

"Mom, why don't I go to the village chief's house now? If I go now, I can get them an extra dish."

"Okay, go quickly. We'll eat when you get back."

"Eat first if you're hungry!"

Ms. Su did not answer; she was busy cutting the cold noodles.

"Mother, Mother, I'm back!"

"Sis, you're back! What did you bring? It smells so good!"

Looking at Gou Dan, who was squatting beside her basket, sniffing hard, she asked, "Where are Mother and Tie Zhu?"

"My daughter's here! The food was in the pot, but I was worried it would burn, so she came out a little late."

"Where is Tiezhu?"

"I was tending the fire just now, and now I'm having him serve the rice. You haven't eaten yet, have some before you go."

"I brought two dishes. Come on, let's go inside." It's good that Fang Youcai isn't here. It would be even better if he came back after they've finished eating.

"What kind of food do you need to bring? We have everything at home."

"You haven't tried the food I sell at my stall yet, have me bring some for you and your brother to try."

"Then I have to try it too. It must be delicious since it's made by your daughter!" Fang Youcai's voice rang out from behind her. He had originally intended to make a few sarcastic remarks, but when he heard that she had brought food, he shut his mouth.

It's 8 coins a bowl! If my daughters each take a bowl, it'll only be 32 coins. Hehe, what a bargain!

Fang Xiaoning froze. How could this person be so lucky?

Fang Xiaoning took out four bowls of cold noodles and one bowl of braised pork from the basket. Because it was a bamboo bowl used for selling cold noodles, it wasn't very big, and there was probably less than a pound of meat in it.

Is this meat?

"Oh, you even brought meat! You know your dad's been craving meat, don't you? You're such a good son." She stretched out her hand, not even using chopsticks. This meat looks delicious. Xiao Ning's mother-in-law is quite good at cooking.

Fang Xiaoning moved the bowl to the side, dodging Fang Youcai's clutches.

"What are you doing?"

"Wash your hands, eat. I brought this meat, I'll distribute it. Anyone who wants to eat it all by themselves, don't eat it!"

"Since you've delivered this, you're now part of the Fang family. Hurry up and go back to your own home. Can't you see we need to eat?"

"His father!" Zhao was trembling with anger. What on earth was this bastard saying?!

“Mother, ignore him. Father, if you want to eat, divide it as I said. Otherwise, don’t eat. I’m doing this for you and my brother. You’re just an afterthought.”

Fang Xiaoning spoke casually, but Fang Youcai was bursting with anger. This wretched thing had been only going against him ever since he fell into the water.

"Don't try to act tough or give me the cold shoulder. I won't fall for that."

Fang Youcai: ...

I wanted to leave, but I couldn't bear to. I could tell from the smell that it tasted good. I plopped down on the stool in a huff.

"You should divide it up, hurry up and divide it up!"

Fang Xiaoning sneered. This man is a coward who only plays the field when someone is strong or weak.

Each person received a bowl of cold noodles and braised pork, three pieces of meat each. Two pieces were left over, which were given to the two children. They were so thin it was heartbreaking, yet those who should have felt the most for them didn't seem to care.

Fang Youcai snatched the soup from the bowl and used it to dip his cornbread, leaving not a drop.

Zhao was extremely uncomfortable eating. Her daughter stood next to her, watching her eat and urging her to eat, but she refused. She said she wouldn't leave until they finished eating, afraid her father would take the food. She felt uncomfortable for her husband.

What's going on here?

"Daughter, your mother-in-law's cooking is really good. Luckily, I'm here, otherwise you wouldn't be able to enjoy this."

"Your daughter made all of this."

"Come on, if you have this skill, how come I didn't know it for over ten years?"

Zhao looked at her too, and she didn't know either, was this really her daughter's cooking?

"I'm with the Wang family, what do you know?"

Yes, my daughter used to be rarely home.

What use would I be to you?

"What use is it for me to support you?" Fang Youcai said angrily. With such good skills, he hadn't enjoyed any happiness at home.

What are you eating now?

Fang Youcai: ...