"Cough cough."

The grandfather and grandson were so engrossed in their conversation that they completely ignored the outsiders around them. Moreover, even if Fu Yuchi were a fool, he could understand the meaning behind their blatant discussion about marriage. He coughed lightly twice.

Sun Miao'er interrupted Grandma Sun's thoughts and directly changed the subject, "Grandma, Doctor Fu is here to treat your illness, we can't treat him unfairly, I'll prepare some food for him."

"What delicious food is Sister planning to make today?" Xiaoman looks forward to his sister cooking the most every day. Recently, his sister has been cooking in different ways, and they are all delicious dishes that he has never tasted before.

Sun Miao'er opened the rice jar, revealing a bag of rice and a bag of flour. She weighed the bag of flour in her hand and said, "Let's save the rice for now and eat it with meat next time. Today, I'll make you some dumplings."

"What are dough balls?" Xiaoman asked, puzzled.

Sun Miao'er remembered that dough balls were a food she had tasted when she traveled all over the country. Because the method was simple and common, she learned how to make them. They were a northern specialty. However, Fushui Village was located in the south and mainly relied on rice. They were not very knowledgeable about noodles and it was understandable that they had never seen dough balls before.

Sun Miao'er scooped up a spoonful of flour with a gourd ladle, added half a ladle of water, and stirred it rapidly in the bowl with chopsticks. In the blink of an eye, the flour and water were mixed together, forming a thick paste.

Fu Yuchi was surprised that this girl from the Sun family, who clearly grew up in the south, was so familiar with the food from the north. He had never seen this dish since he left the capital in his teens and wandered in the south.

Sun Miao'er got up and went to the yard to pick some vegetables. Grandma Sun felt much better at the moment, and taking advantage of her granddaughter's absence, she continued to bring up the previous topic, "Doctor Fu, look how thin Miao'er is, it really breaks my heart."

“Indeed, she needs to take good care of her health. The medical practice involves observation, listening, questioning, and palpation. Although I haven’t taken Miao’er’s pulse yet, I can tell from observation and listening that her health is not very good.” Faced with Old Madam Sun’s attempt to get closer to her, Fu Yuchi maintained a serious attitude.

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Old Lady Sun continued, "Doctor Fu, Miao'er is a child with a tragic fate. She lost her father and mother at a young age, and she has never had enough to eat or wear since she was with me. If she could find a good family, I could close my eyes in peace when I get old!"

"Grandma, please don't play matchmaker. Miao'er can tell that Doctor Fu is used to a life of leisure and doesn't want to be bothered by worldly affairs."

Sun Miao'er heard their conversation clearly and directly cut off Old Lady Sun's hopes. How old was she to be thinking about marriage? Although people in ancient times married young, from her modern perspective, she still couldn't accept it.

After rinsing the vegetables, Xiaoman tended the fire behind the stove while Sun Miaoer boiled a pot of water. As the water bubbled and boiled, she used chopsticks to slide strands of dough into the pot, then added the vegetables, cracked in two eggs, and seasoned with salt. A pot of fragrant dough dumplings was ready.

Sun Miao'er originally thought there should be onions and tomatoes in it, but considering that this was an unknown alternate era, these foreign things might not have been introduced yet.

"Doctor Fu, this bowl is for you." Sun Miao'er specially used the largest bowl to serve Fu Yuchi. There would be many things she could rely on him for in the future, and she couldn't let him think she was stingy.

"Doctor Fu, please don't stand on ceremony with this old woman. I don't know where Miao'er got this idea from. I've lived this long and I've never tasted flour made this way before."

Fu Yuchi smiled, and Xiaoman, holding the bowl, swallowed hard. But since Doctor Fu wasn't eating, she didn't dare to eat first.

It wasn't until Fu Yu slowly picked up her chopsticks that Xiao Man started eating, which was incredibly tempting.

The dough dumplings were smooth and chewy, and when chewed carefully, they became soft and glutinous. Fu Yuchi nodded with satisfaction as he ate them, "Miss Miao'er's cooking skills are indeed excellent."

"Doctor Fu, if there's a chance in the future, I'll let you try my sister's braised pork again. It's absolutely delicious!"

In front of outsiders, Xiaoman practically idolizes her older sister.

After the meal, Fu Yuchi prescribed two more days' worth of medicine for Grandma Sun. "I have an appointment this afternoon to examine my sow, so I can't stay long. I'll come back in three days to give Grandma Sun acupuncture."

After Fu Yuchi left the Sun family, Sun Miao'er finally felt relieved. After all, as long as he was there, Old Madam Sun would always try to get close to Fu Yuchi.

"Why are these two big goose eggs here? Be careful they don't break."

The goose eggs that Sun Xiaoman had picked up outside that morning had somehow appeared on the stove. Sun Miao'er quickly took them down.

Unexpectedly, what I got in return was Sun Xiaoman's words, "Sister, cook this goose egg for me."

"Little foodie, what do you know besides eating? We'll take these goose eggs and figure out how to hatch some geese, okay?"

Sun Miao'er already had a plan. With eggs, why worry about not having geese? With geese, why would she still be eagerly thinking about trying her luck to collect eggs? She could collect goose eggs at home every day.

"Huh? Sister, you can incubate eggs too?" Xiaoman pointed to the goose eggs. Incubating eggs requires a goose, but her sister isn't...

A row of black lines appeared on Sun Miao'er's face, "...".

She wanted to say that artificial incubation was possible, but there was no styrofoam or incubator available in this area.

Is there anything that can be used as a substitute?

After thinking it over, Sun Miao'er finally came up with a solution: "Buy a hen."

After all, incubating eggs requires a constant temperature, but she didn't even have a thermometer, so she could only use the simplest, most brutal, and most primitive method to solve the problem.

Without further ado, after making some inquiries, Sun Miao'er learned that Old Wang's family had the most chickens in the village. Ordinary families would only raise a few to lay eggs, so they were reluctant to sell them. However, Old Wang's family raised dozens of free-range chickens. In order to get some goose eggs, Sun Miao'er went straight to Old Wang's house.

"Old Man Wang, Old Man Wang?"

Sun Miao'er knocked on the door outside and could already smell the stench of chicken droppings in the yard. Old Man Wang was old and hard of hearing, so it took him a while to come and open the door.

"Old Wang, I'm from the Sun family on the east side. I'd like to buy a chicken from you."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Wang waved his hand dismissively, "I'm not selling my chickens."

"Old Wang, let's talk this over." Sun Miao'er didn't expect that buying a chicken would be so difficult. She stopped Old Wang, who was about to close the shop. "Old Wang, how about this? You can just lend me the chicken, and I'll return it to you later. How about I add five copper coins to the price?"

Old Man Wang never expected such a good thing. He was unwilling to sell the chickens, since every household had chickens, and who would buy eggs from him in the future? If it was just a loan and the chickens were returned with coins, Old Man Wang wavered.

Sun Miao'er didn't even need to think about it. She would be happy to pay more than five copper coins, let alone a few more. You know, a fattened goose can be sold for a lot of money.