He Tiantian treated everyone around her with a grateful heart. However, reaching middle age, she discovered she had been living inside a full-bodied lie.
Returning to the year 1970, He Tianti...
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As long as He Tiantian is happy, that's all that matters.
“It’s a deal, we absolutely have to find someone to do the work. You can’t do it, otherwise I won’t agree,” Huo Yingjie said. “Besides the braised meat shop, do you have any other ideas?”
He Tiantian thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I also want to open a pastry shop. The machines probably aren't available domestically, but my parents can import them for me from abroad. These are all civilian-use, not classified information, so we should be able to get them back."
Huo Yingjie thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you don't need to buy too much. I'll research and find some machines suitable for our country when I have time. I'll also think of some braised meat pots and tools for you. Use machines for what can be used, to save labor and reduce the workload for people."
He Tiantian nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, for example, to remove the feathers from chickens and ducks, you can make a device where the chickens and ducks can move around inside and the feathers will fall off. You only need to manually pluck the small feathers on top!"
Huo Yingjie's eyes lit up, and he nodded, saying, "Okay, I've got it."
The two talked until late at night, and Huo Yingjie took out a notebook and wrote down many good ideas.
He Tiantian's short-term goal is to make money, build a big house by Xuanwu Lake, and then ask Qi Zhengmin for help.
The next morning, Huo Yingjie went and got a pig's head, a chicken, and a duck.
Huo Yingjie finished cleaning, and He Tiantian also prepared the seasonings.
"Brother Yingjie, where is the seasoning you mentioned that's in the back mountain of Qijia Village?" He Tiantian asked. She had memorized the taste of the dishes she made and wanted to try the seasoning that Huo Yingjie provided.
Perhaps a great discovery will be made.
Huo Yingjie went inside, took a handful of food from his bag, and said, "That big pot only needs a few centimeters."
Huo Yingjie was about to throw the dried grass into the pot when He Tiantian stopped him.
"Let me see." He Tiantian took it; it looked like ordinary dandelion leaves, pale green, and had no smell. "What's this called?"
“Thousand Flavor Herb,” Huo Yingjie said. “Everyone who eats something made with this seasoning will have their own desired flavor.”
He Tiantian was taken aback and said, "That sounds a bit far-fetched. Is there really such a thing in the world?"
“Yes!” Huo Yingjie said, “It’s already quite rare. I searched half the mountain before I found just one. If you want more, you’ll need to plant more. The spiritual energy in the back mountain of Qijia Village is thin, so you can only plant them in the caves on the back mountain.”
"Then I'll try it first!" He Tiantian said. "By the way, we made so much meat, let's invite our classmates over for dinner tomorrow night."
“Okay!” Huo Yingjie nodded.
This morning, He Tiantian didn't have class, but Huo Yingjie did.
He Tiantian put everything into a large pot, poured in water, added the powdered seasoning packet, and a section of Qianwei grass that was five or six centimeters long. She brought it to a boil over high heat and then let the young man simmer it.
This will take several hours, and He Tiantian will have to stay nearby to keep an eye on things and prevent the child from coming over.
The aroma wafting from the kitchen kept drawing attention, prompting Huo Ruimin to point and call out, "Meat, meat, Mom, meat..."
Although Huo Ruihua didn't shout, he kept sniffing as he inhaled the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
"It's not ready yet!" He Tiantian said. "We'll eat it when it's ready."
"Eat, eat..." A clear trail of drool dripped from Huo Ruimin's mouth. "Mommy, eat..."
Even the usually reserved Huo Ruihua lost her composure and joined her sister in calling out, "Eat, Mom, eat, meat..."
Grandma Wang, standing to the side, laughed heartily as she listened.
"Oh my, these two kids are so funny!" Grandma Wang said with a chuckle. "They're never so quick-witted!"
"Hehe, it smells delicious," He Tiantian said with a smile. "Grandma Wang, smell it, doesn't it smell wonderful?"
"It smells wonderful, especially wonderful." Grandma Wang gave a thumbs up. "Your skills are amazing. If you opened a shop, I bet there would be people lining up to buy from morning till night."
He Tiantian smiled and said, "Grandma Wang, please eat more later and give me some suggestions. If it tastes good, I'll open a braised meat shop."
"Hehe, you really want to open a shop?" Grandma Wang retorted. "Opening a shop is hard work and very tiring!"
"Grandma Wang doesn't object to opening a shop?" He Tiantian asked. "After all, people nowadays think that doing business is not respectable."
"No way!" Grandma Wang laughed. "I was sold by my parents when I was seven years old, and I've been serving the old lady since I was little. Back then, the old lady's family was in business, and they were living a very prosperous life!"
“Hehe, I also think doing business is pretty good,” He Tiantian said. “I’m only responsible for making the seasonings, and I’ll ask other people to do the rest. I’ll also find a suitable person to look after the shop, so I won’t get tired.”
“Yes, you can pay someone to do the work, so you don’t have to work hard and you can even make money from money,” Grandma Wang said, telling He Tiantian about some of her experiences when she was young. The most common story she heard was about doing business with the old lady and trying all sorts of things.
When Jiang Lifang got home from get off work in the evening, she went straight into the kitchen.
He Tiantian was breaking apart chicken legs, one for each of her two children.
It was just right for adults, but He Tiantian thought it was a bit too salty for children, so she removed the skin from the two chicken drumsticks, washed and soaked them in warm water, and then gave them to the two children to eat.
While munching on a chicken wing, Jiang Lifang said, "Sweetie, I think the braised meat you made today tastes even better than before."
"Yes, there's an extra ingredient in the braising liquid, so it's even more fragrant than before," He Tiantian said with a smile. "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, the best I've ever eaten," Jiang Lifang said. "Oh, it's a pity your father-in-law isn't here, otherwise he would definitely have a couple of drinks with such good food."
"Hehe, I'll cook for my father-in-law when he gets back," He Tiantian said with a smile. "Mom, you take the child inside, I'll chop the vegetables and bring them in, then we can eat."
Today, in addition to braised chicken and duck, there was also braised pork, which was sliced into a plate. We also picked out some cucumber salad, sugared tomatoes, and rice, which were brought to the dining room.
Huo Yingjie came home from school just in time for dinner.
He Tiantian's braised meat this time received praise from everyone.
The two children wanted more chicken legs after eating them, but they were stopped because eating too much meat at night can cause indigestion.
When it was just He Tiantian and Huo Yingjie that evening, He Tiantian was even happier and said, "Brother Yingjie, it tastes so good! I've never eaten such delicious braised meat before. If I could give my braised meat an 80 out of 100 before, I can give it a 120 out of 100 today."
“Hehe, with ingredients like these, business is bound to be good,” Huo Yingjie said. “Sometimes I think, I’d rather do business with you than work at the research institute.”