"Miao'er, what style is this?" Grandma Sun asked, her finger trembling as she pointed to the toppings.

Sun Miao'er picked up Grandma Sun's bowl and put a piece of noodles in her bowl. "Grandma, this is noodles with crab roe, crab meat, and mushrooms. Please try it, it's delicious!"

Grandma Sun lowered her head and took a bite. Her brows relaxed, and she showed an approving look. "Miao'er's cooking skills are indeed getting better and better. Grandma has never tasted this before!"

Naturally, she has made great progress. This is all the result of her studying recipes day and night. Not to mention crab roe noodles, if she had the opportunity, she could make a Buddha Jumps Over the Wall dish to open their eyes.

Thinking back to when I first woke up, I was barely clothed and had nothing to eat. I was so poor that I almost had to eat tree bark and wild vegetables to survive. Now, I can gather a few people together as a family and have a meal together. Life is getting better and better.

Sun Miao'er served noodles to Grandma Sun, patted Xiaoman's head, and said, "Come on, divide the noodles among yourselves, but don't take too much for yourself!"

Upon hearing the sound, Xiaoman happily picked up the bowl and distributed the noodles one by one. When she returned, she had just finished distributing the noodles.

Having completed her sister's instructions, Xiaoman smiled contentedly, "Sister, can I eat now?"

Seeing the smile on Xiaoman's face, a sense of loneliness suddenly flashed through Sun Miao'er's heart. If Xiaoning were here too, that would be great.

Give her a little more time, just a little, Xiao Ning, wait for your sister.

"Eat up, have more." She took a bite of the noodles, which were supposed to be a delicious dish, but Sun Miao'er found them tasteless.

Wei Jingnian took a bite of the noodles with the topping and instantly felt that the food his old women made was utterly worthless. "It seems that Miss Sun is not only intelligent, but also has superb cooking skills."

"Young Master Wei, you flatter me. This is a humble abode in the countryside, with nothing good to eat. I apologize for the neglect." Sun Miao'er had to appease him, but her master's forced smile made her uneasy.

Fu Yuchi chewed the noodles slowly, and only after finishing one bite did he slowly raise his head and smile, "Young Master Wei, it is the way of a gentleman not to speak while eating or sleeping."

Wei Jingnian could easily understand his meaning, but he wasn't annoyed. After all, he was young and impetuous. "Isn't it because Miss Sun's cooking skills are too good? They're even better than the cooks at home. Aunt, don't you think so?"

"Yes, yes," Wei Shuhua replied. She was also puzzled as to why Doctor Fu was acting so strangely today, insisting on focusing on Jing Nian, a child.

Jing Nian praised Miao'er a few times, but Doctor Fu was still bothered by it. Could it be that there was really something between the two of them?

Wei Shuhua quickly dismissed the sudden thought in her mind, picked up the teapot, and said, "Consider today tea as a substitute for wine. Next time, I'll treat you to a meal at my house. Mi Miao'er, you absolutely have to come!"

"Okay!"

Sun Miao'er thought about how she and Wei Shuhua were trying their best to ease the atmosphere, while her master and Young Master Wei kept creating awkwardness. They were really something!

After rambling on for a while, Wei Jingnian finally remembered that he had something important to do. "Miss Sun, since you are unwilling to teach me weaving and dyeing techniques, I have some questions. May I ask you a few?"

"Young Master Wei, please speak frankly."

Wei Jingnian put down his chopsticks and said, "Is this fabric all dyed with plants?"

“Yes, plants can be found everywhere, and the dye produced is fresh and natural, making it perfect for everyday wear,” Sun Miao’er replied truthfully.

Wei Jingnian listened attentively, nodded thoughtfully, and then asked, "Then how do we fix the color?"

“There are many ways to fix the color.” Sun Miao’er was reserved and only mentioned the easiest one, “Alum is one of them.”

Everyone at the table listened with great interest, except for one person.

Sun Miao'er recounted the weaving and dyeing process in detail, while Fu Yuchi kept his head down, peeling a crab the whole time.

She clearly remembered that just now in the kitchen, the chef had personally admitted that he didn't like eating crab.

Upon closer inspection, she realized that her master wasn't eating the crab at all; he was clearly wasting it.

A perfectly good crab had its legs broken into three or four pieces, and the crab meat and roe were scraped into the bowl with bamboo skewers.

They were incredibly plump and delicious, yet those who ate the crabs didn't even give them a second glance.

Sun Miao'er gritted her teeth. If she couldn't eat the crab, she could give it to someone who needed it. Why waste such a good thing?

"Brother Fu, it seems you're not very good at eating crabs." Wei Jingnian's greatest talent was bringing up the most sensitive topics.

Fu Yuchi looked up, his hand stopping as well. His sharp, knife-like gaze pierced Sun Miao'er, and his lips twitched. "Yes, I've never eaten this before, Miao'er. Why don't you teach your teacher?"

Sun Miao'er chuckled awkwardly and quickly handed over the crab from her bowl, saying, "Master, that one is no longer edible, so please take this one."

"No need!" he said curtly, clearly displeased.

Then, looking down at the bowl, and seeing Xiaoman eating with great gusto, sweating profusely, he simply pushed the bowl over, saying, "Xiaoman, I peeled these for you, you can eat them."

Xiaoman had no time for such thoughts. She had just finished her crab and was still savoring it when her master brought her another one. She thanked him repeatedly, saying, "Thank you, Master! You understand me best!"

Sun Miao'er had no idea what her master was up to today. It wasn't just that he had spilled a jar of vinegar; it was as if the vinegar brewery had exploded. Suddenly, even the food she ate tasted sour.

"My dear niece, what kind of trick is this now?" Liang Huai'an chuckled, quite straightforwardly. "I'm such a rough man, I've never seen anything like this before. I'd appreciate it if you could explain it to me, my dear niece."

"Uncle Liang, this is cooked crab in Shaoxing wine. Crab is cold in nature, so pairing it with warm Shaoxing wine is nourishing without harming the body."

After the drunken crabs were intoxicated, in order to allow the flavors to penetrate more quickly, Sun Miao'er had already chopped each crab into four pieces in the kitchen, making a total of eight pieces, which was just enough to share.

Liang Huai'an is a person who enjoys drinking, and he finds the dinner table boring without any alcohol. But when he heard that he was drunk from Shaoxing wine, he immediately perked up. "This method is novel. This is the first time I, Old Liang, have ever seen it!"

"Silly boy, there are many things you haven't seen before. Say less and make your wife proud!" Wei Shuhua pinched Liang Huai'an's thigh privately and said with a smile.

Wei Jingnian picked up a piece of drunken crab for Liang Huai'an and said, "Uncle, I don't think you mean anything by the crab."

After speaking, he nodded and looked at Sun Miao'er, "Miss Sun, is there any leftover Shaoxing wine at home?"

“Yes,” Sun Miao’er nodded, looking troubled. “They are all inferior wines, not suitable for serving dishes, but for entertaining guests.”

Upon hearing that there was wine, Liang Huai'an's eyes widened, and he said in a loud voice, "Niece, I, Huai'an, don't stand on ceremony. Quickly bring the wine so I can have a couple of drinks with Brother Fu and my nephew! How can we eat without wine? No, no, go quickly!"

Sun Miao'er already believed that drinking would lead to trouble and rarely encouraged others to drink, fearing it might cause harm. She deliberately hid her wine, but seeing Liang Huai'an's temper flare up, she couldn't refuse and went to the kitchen to fetch half a jar of Shaoxing wine.