The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

Lay the cleaned fish flat on the cutting board and remove the fishing line. Make a cut from the tail and fillet the fish along the bone. Repeat on the other side. The bones in the middle can be fried later and eaten.

Most of the small bones are located on the back and tail of the fish. Feel around the fish with your hand and pick out any small bones you feel in the area. Then slice the fish into thin slices and marinate.

I'll also have a braised pork slices with green beans and a vegetable and egg drop soup.

Heat oil in a wok. Once the oil is hot, add the fish bones, head, and tail and fry until golden brown. Remove them from the wok. In the remaining oil, add ginger slices and chili peppers and stir-fry until fragrant. Add the pickled cabbage and stir-fry. Then add water to the wok, add the fish bones and tail, and simmer until the soup turns milky white. Add the radish and cook for a while. Finally, add the marinated fish fillets to the wok and blanch until cooked through. Remove from heat and serve.

Sprinkle with chopped green onions and cilantro, then heat some oil and pour it over the top.

"It's time to eat!"

"It smells delicious even outside. What did you make today?"

When Song Feng came in to serve the food, he said that the pickled cabbage had a particularly strong and fragrant flavor.

"Pickled fish, braised green beans, and rice."

Today, she cooked only refined rice, resulting in a crispy, fragrant crust at the bottom of the pot. She loves it, and so do Xiao An and Su Shi. Usually, she'll stir-fry it again to make spiced rice crust, chili rice crust, or something similar—it's a common snack at home.

"Brother Feng, take this rice crust to the shopkeeper tomorrow and see if he can make it into a snack similar to peanuts to go with drinks."

"There's not much crispy rice at the bottom of the pot after cooking rice for a while. How much is it?"

"You can make it with cooked rice, go ask them." It was a sudden inspiration; rice crackers, a popular snack in the 21st century, would surely be popular now. If restaurants didn't like them, they could try pastry shops. Who says pastries have to be sweet? Savory ones are great too.

"Row."

"I just told a few people that we're collecting firewood, so we won't be going up the mountain this afternoon. We'll go help out at your place instead."

“Okay, I’ll go take a look too. Mother can’t manage alone, and Father isn’t good at taking care of things.”

Zhao hasn't been here recently because she's been preparing to repair the house. She originally planned to tear off the thatched roof and replace it with tiles. But her daughter disagreed, telling her to just fix the roof and the holes in the walls, and that they could get through this year and build a new one next year.

My daughter is so arrogant these days, saying she'll tear down the roof and build a brick house next year. I wonder where she'll get the money? And she, for some inexplicable reason, listened to her daughter and just told people to fix the roof and get through the winter first.

Looking at the dilapidated mud-brick house, Zhao secretly vowed that next year she would work herself to the bone to earn money and build a new house.

Sigh, she knew in her heart that she had no other way to make money; she still had to rely on her daughter.

"mother!"

What brings you two here?

"Help! Where are Dad and my brother?"

"Your father has disappeared somewhere, and your brother went to the mountains to chop firewood."

Fang Xiaoning: ...

This is unreliable.

"You guys go back to your work, it's nothing much. I've entrusted everything to Foreman Song. Besides boiling some hot water for them, I don't need to do anything. Otherwise, will your brother have time to chop firewood?"

"That's good, it saves us a lot of trouble."

As soon as they finished speaking, all the people who wanted to help arrived. It was just a matter of patching up the roof, and there weren't many rooms. The foreman and his team worked for half a day and finished repairing the house.

“If you’re from a wealthy family, you’ll have to repair this house again next year. I don’t think this house will last more than a few years.”

Zhao felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this; it seemed that building a house was truly out of the question. "Yes, I understand."

After seeing the helper off, she looked at her daughter, son-in-law, and two sons, feeling only bitterness in her heart.

"Mom, don't worry, let's stay here for now, and we'll build a new one next year."

Even if the foreman hadn't said anything, she was still planning to build a new house for her parents' family. It was crooked and looked frightening. Not only was the house short, but it was also very damp.

"talk later."

She couldn't let her daughter keep supporting her parents' family; otherwise, she wouldn't have a foothold if she argued with her son-in-law later. Looking at Fang Youcai carrying a wooden bucket into the house, she said, "Husband, tomorrow you go to town and find work. If you can't find anything, don't come back."

Fang Youcai, who had spent half the day catching fish and planned to fry them for dinner, said: "What's gotten into you now?"

"Foreman Song said that our house won't last two years before it collapses. If you don't want to get crushed to death, you'd better hurry up and make money to build a new house."

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He just wants us to build houses so he can make money off our labor. We can live in this house for another ten years without any problem."

Seeing Fang Youcai blatantly lying and clearly unwilling to work, Zhao was furious. "Are you going or not? If you're not going, we'll either get a divorce, or you can divorce me and I'll raise the two children alone. Even if it's tough, at least I can breathe. It's better than following you and getting crushed to death!"

Is it really necessary to get a divorce?