Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Ning Erlang vaguely remembered that it was not the actual sentence, but he did not refute her.

He still remembered the way Second Aunt looked at the pickle-boiled fish. It resembled how the dog at the village entrance looked at its food.

After tidying up, Xiaoxiao let her hair down again to cover her face before walking home.

It was the time when villagers were returning home after finishing their work. The two children holding bamboo shoots and covering their faces immediately caused a discussion.

At this moment, most people had heard of Second Aunt Ning’s magnificent feat. When they saw Xiaoxiao’s pitiful look, they felt sorry and thought the Ning family was outrageous.

For this reason, no one in the old residence dared bully them in the current situation.

This was the effect that Xiaoxiao wanted. After entering the courtyard and closing the door, she tied up her hair and rushed into the kitchen.

Good food! I’m coming!

Her eldest brother stopped her halfway through her run.

Ning Dalang helplessly carried her into the house and washed her face and hands with a clean cloth. Then, he picked up a comb and began to comb her hair.

“You’re an adult and don’t know how to tie your hair.”

Although he was scolding her, his tone was full of pampering. He was very gentle and careful. He did not pull a single strand of hair.

Xiaoxiao enjoyed her brother combing her hair with a clear conscience. She patted her chest and promised, “Brother, I’ll make a lot of delicious food for you in the future! I’ll raise you into a handsome, elegant, and handsome young master.”

“No, from today onwards!”

Ning Erlang was jealous. “Today? Eat those bitter bamboo shoots which you asked me to dig?”

Xiaoxiao sat on the stool and raised her short legs, pretending to kick him. “If you can, don’t eat the food later!”

Ning Erlang admitted that he dared not.

He did not understand what was going on either. The ingredients were the same, and the salt was the same. Why was it that his sister’s food was more delicious than others?

To be honest, even his mom, who had been in charge of cooking for more than ten years, was now far inferior to his sister.

It was just a simple bamboo shoot sprinkled with some onions. He did not know how his sister made it, but it was so fresh that it made him want to bite his tongue off.

She put the shrimp into the pot of boiling water and added small onions, ginger slices, and a few grains of salt.

When the water boiled again, Xiaoxiao picked one up and broke it in the middle. She squeezed her thumb and index finger slightly, and the white and tender prawn tail meat was squeezed out.

The bamboo shoots were sweet and refreshing, and the fresh and chewy prawn. Every bite made Ning Erlang exclaim in surprise.

The rice chaff buns that were difficult to swallow in the past were not enough today.

Even so, his sister propped her chin on her hand and said thoughtfully, “It’s still lacking a little.”

Ning Erlang stuffed his mouth and asked, “What do you need?”

Xiaoxiao said honestly, “Oil and meat.”

Ning Erlang laughed at her. “Of course. How can meat not taste good together with anything?”

Xiaoxiao ignored him and said to herself.

“Stewed spring bamboo shoots and roasted meat with bamboo shoots are the best.”

“Simmer bamboo shoots in a hot oil pot and stir-fry them. Add soy sauce, soy sauce, and white sugar. Smooth them over a small fire to dry them. The bright red sauce wraps the bamboo shoots when they’re out of the pot. One bite at a time. It’s fresh, sweet, and crispy.”

“Or put the pork meat mixed with fat into the pot. After stir-frying the oil, stir-fry it and stir-fry it. Add sugar and stir-fry it. Then, pour the meat back and stir-fry it to color it, and add seasoning, water, and ginger slices. When the water is half-filled, put bamboo shoots. After the soup is dried, the bamboo shoots are more delicious than the meat…”

Ning Erlang was already dumbfounded. He didn’t know if he understood his sister’s words, but his mind was filled with the word delicious.

After a while, he remembered and asked, “How did you know about these two dishes?”

“You haven’t eaten it either.”

Xiaoxiao said calmly, “That’s what I did in my dream. After waking up, I thought about the various smells and felt they matched the smell in my dream.”

In the future, she would have to make a lot of delicious food. Instead of hiding it and not daring to show it, she might as well find an excuse in advance.

“Not only that, but I also dreamt of many other dishes!”

Ning Erlang smiled. “Gluttonous, you’re always thinking about food, even if in your dream.”

Xiaoxiao was not embarrassed and continued to fight with her second brother for food.

Madam Song let them play around. She had thought the separation would be difficult, but after having her children laugh and fool around, she immediately felt much more energetic.

This was good. From time to time, she would feel that their suffering would soon end.

The Ning family’s dinner ended with laughter. When the people in the old residence heard about what happened next, they were too lazy to find the eldest branch.

Of course, the most important thing was that he could not afford to be ashamed.

It was said that Second Brother’s family had beaten up that girl from the eldest branch in public, and she was ruthless.

Most importantly, there were only a dozen finger-sized shrimps in the bamboo basket. Even if she picked them up and cooked them, filling a small bowl would not be enough.

There was no need to go through so much trouble over such a small thing.

After discovering that the bamboo shoots were edible, Ning Erlang volunteered to dig tomorrow. Xiaoxiao was happy and relaxed. She also happily decided to stay home tomorrow and study new dishes to earn points.

Theiy were harmonious. But Zhao Hu’s house, which was not far away, few people had a few bitter expressions

“What’s wrong? Master didn’t eat anything again?”

“That’s right. When we decided to acknowledge the Zhao family, we didn’t know that this woman’s culinary skills were so bad. Not to mention the pampered and spoiled master, even I almost vomited.”

Yun Er did not notice the expressions of his brothers, who were desperately winking at him, and he was still lamenting.

“But even if we still have snacks and dried meat, we won’t be able to keep them for long. Besides, we haven’t made any income, so we can’t just sit around and eat empty food, right?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice behind him. “Not bad.”

Yun Er was froze. He twisted his neck with difficulty and turned his head. “Master, when did you come?”

Rong Yan said lightly, “When you said I’m pampered and spoiled.”