Shang Ruoting, an agricultural博士 from the 22nd century, transmigrated into a 1970s web novel, becoming cannon fodder.
Opening her eyes, she found it was her wedding day. After attempting suic...
Chapter 129 Eight-pack abs look great
He didn't understand why Shang Ruoting kept staring at this place.
"What's the problem here?"
Shang Ruoting shook her head instinctively and inadvertently told the truth: "No problem, I just think eight-pack abs look good."
"Looks good?" Tan Chen was a little puzzled: "Have you seen other people's abdominal muscles?" Otherwise, how could you say mine look good?
Of course Shang Ruoting had seen other people's abdominal muscles, and a lot of them. Of course, those were all in various movies and TV shows, as well as some pictures and magazines. She had only seen Tan Chen's real abdominal muscles.
"No, I just think it looks good." She didn't know how to explain.
Tan Chen was just teasing her and didn't take it seriously.
"Since you like it, it seems I have to continue exercising in the future. I can't let these abdominal muscles disappear."
As he spoke, he had already taken out clean clothes from the box and put them on. Seeing Shang Ruoting's unnatural look, because he had not changed his clothes yet, he gave up the idea of teasing her any further and turned to walk out.
"You change your clothes! I'll go help grandma clean the wild boar meat."
Shang Ruoting looked at his back as he walked out, raised her hand and patted her still hot cheeks.
She whispered to herself, "Shang Ruoting, you're a soul from the 22nd century. What kind of men haven't you seen? Don't act like a nymphomaniac..."
She kept reminding herself in her heart, changed her clothes, and walked out holding the blood-stained clothes that she and Tan Chen had just changed.
Since Tan Chen went to help his grandmother deal with the wild boar, Shang Ruoting didn't go over to make trouble and just sat by the well to wash clothes.
She had washed the clothes, and Mrs. Tan Chen and the old monk had also processed the wild boar meat.
Old Mrs. Shang said with a smile: "Grandma will make you a delicious meal tonight, hehe..."
Shang Ruoting looked at the pile of wild boar meat by the well and remembered that Yang Tao had helped her clean the chicken coop these days.
There is plenty of meat at home, so why not send some to these siblings to try some meat.
"Grandma, Tan Chen, we have a lot of wild boar meat at home. I want to send some to Yangmei's family."
Tan Chen had never objected to her decision: "Okay, just make the arrangements as you see fit."
Old Lady Shang also agreed: "Yes, Tingting is very thoughtful. Those children have never seen any meat all year round. We have a lot of wild boar meat. Let's send some to them!"
While the two were talking, Shang Ruoting wrapped a piece of hind leg meat in paper, put it in a backpack, and sent it to the Yang family.
With Yang Mei's dislike for taking advantage of others, she naturally wouldn't accept the large amount of meat Shang Ruoting had sent her. Shang Ruoting didn't want to argue with her, so she put the meat down and ran away...
The dinner at home was extremely sumptuous. Old Mrs. Shang made a dish of garlic-flavored spareribs, which was Shang Ruoting's favorite in her previous life, and also made a dish of braised pork with preserved vegetables, which the old lady got from somewhere.
In addition, there is a stew, radish and meatball soup.
Although there were only two dishes and one soup, it was already a luxury for people of that era, not to mention that they were all meat dishes.
Before she even started eating, Shang Ruoting had already started swallowing her saliva.
Thinking about it, she felt really useless. What delicious food had she not eaten in her previous life?
Now I am drooling over some pork dishes.
Old Mrs. Shang didn't know what her granddaughter was thinking, and she took the initiative to put a piece of pork ribs into the bowls of Tan Chen and Shang Ruoting.
"I haven't cooked this kind of dish in years. My hands are rusty and I don't know how it tastes. You guys try it first."
Shang Ruoting sniffed first, smelling the unique aroma of garlic ribs, and soon couldn't resist the temptation to eat
Her eyes immediately lit up: "Grandma, you are really a great chef. This is such a strong garlic flavor, the meat is fat but not greasy, soft and delicious, it's so delicious."
Tan Chen looked at her enjoying herself and picked up some ribs and put them into his mouth, nodding his head continuously: "Grandma's cooking skills are extraordinary. These are the best ribs I have ever eaten."
Seeing that the two of them liked it, Old Lady Shang smiled and said, "Haha... I'm glad you like it. I'm just worried that if I don't cook it well, the meat will be wasted."
Shang Ruoting raised her head, not yet completely swallowing the ribs in her mouth, and mumbled, "Grandma, everything you cook tastes good, how could you waste it?"
Old Madam Shang gave each of them another piece of braised pork with preserved vegetables: "Try this dish again."
Shang Ruoting was like a gourmet connoisseur at this moment. She put the whole piece of meat into her mouth and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
“It’s fat but not greasy, melts in your mouth, and has just the right amount of saltiness and freshness. The preserved vegetables absorb the meat’s flavor, while the meat brings out the aroma of the preserved vegetables.”
She gave Old Lady Shang a sincere thumbs-up: "Grandma, I told you that you are the reincarnation of a divine chef."
Tan Chen also discovered that Mrs. Shang's cooking skills were extraordinary. However, he really didn't know how to comment on the dishes like Shang Ruoting did. He could only eat them one bite after another, using his actions to express how delicious the dishes were.
Everyone was very satisfied with the meal. Even Mrs. Shang, who usually didn't eat much, ate half a bowl of white rice.