"Okay." Yi Xiaomai picked up the small bucket and walked out.

Yi Yami let out a breath, "Finally, I got this guy out of here."

Looking around, there was only a little brown rice in the rice jar at home, and the only things on the stove were wild vegetables and some potatoes.

The only seasoning on the stove was a small jar of coarse salt, the sugar was locked in the cabinet, and there was only a small jar of vinegar.

"I...a good cook cannot cook without rice..." Yiyami scratched his head. It seemed that he really had to perform well for this meal. Otherwise, if he couldn't get the investment funds, he would have no way to make his family revive.

Yi Yami stared at the wild vegetables and potatoes, and suddenly found a little wheat flour in another jar, "Got it!"

Yi Yami tinkered in the kitchen for a long time until the aroma wafted out. The Yi family members who had returned from the fields stretched their necks.

"Huaizhu, what delicious food did you make today? Why does it smell so good?" Yi Laoer asked He Huaizhu.

He Huaizhu waved his hand and said, "I'm tidying up the vegetable garden behind the house. I don't have time to cook..."

"What smells so good in that room?" Yi Laoer asked curiously.

"Just go and take a look and you'll know." Old Mrs. Yi was also drooling at the aroma.

"It's time to eat!" Yiyami brought the prepared dishes into the main house.

The Yi family was shocked. "Did Xiaomi do this?"

"When will Xiaomi learn to cook?" Yi Laoer poked He Huaizhu.

"How would I know? It's said that our ancestors taught this..." He Huaizhu remembered what Yi Yami said to him.

"Why don't I know which of my ancestors was good at cooking?" Yi Laoer touched his head.

"What are you two doing standing there like idiots? Come eat!" Old Mrs. Yi had already taken her seat and shouted at the two people talking at the door.

The whole family took their seats.

"Sister, what did you make? It smells so good!" Yi Xiaomai asked while looking at the round dumplings and shredded potatoes.

"This is wild vegetable dumplings and spicy and sour potato shreds. There are no other ingredients at home, otherwise the taste would be better. I can only use wild vegetables and wheat flour together to make a wild vegetable dumpling. The taste may not be so perfect, but it should not be bad. You can try it." Yiyami distributed the wild vegetable dumplings to everyone.

When the Yi family smelled the aroma, they knew it tasted good and they ate it up voraciously.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Yiyami looked at everyone expectantly.

"It's so delicious!" Yi Xiaomai stuffed her mouth full, "Sister, I want to eat more!"

Yi Yami gave her share to Yi Xiaomai.

After the meal, the Yi family members touched their round stomachs and burped.

"Oh my God, I've never been so full!" Yi Laoer smiled foolishly.

Yi Yami told her family about her idea of ​​starting a food business.

The Yi family was still uncertain.

"Dad, Mom, I don't want much, just give me 200 coins. I'll go buy some ingredients, cook them, and sell them in town." Yi Yami also felt that her request might be abrupt, so she only dared to ask for 200 coins. Otherwise, if she wanted to make better food and get rich faster, she would need to spend more.

He Huaizhu looked at his daughter, savored the taste of the vegetable dumplings, and took out the half-string of money given by Old Lady Yi from his pocket. "Xiaomi, this is the half-string of money your grandmother got when she divided the family property for us. I give it all to you. I trust you." He handed it to Yi Yami.

Yi Yami was shocked. Was this a plan to go all out?

"Thank you, mother. I will definitely not let you down." Yiyami took the half string of money solemnly.

Yi Laoer wanted to say something, but in the end he chose not to.

Old Mrs. Yi also chose not to speak.

Even if this half string of money is wasted, it doesn't matter, she still has half a string of money.

But judging from today's meal, Xiaomi might really be saved by the ancestors and have a lot of skills as Huaizhu said.

If you don’t believe what your own children say, who else can you trust?

Besides, there is no better way now.

I don’t know which ancestor it is. I will ask Xiaomi someday and ask him to kowtow to that ancestor and set up a memorial tablet to worship him.

Yi Lao Er felt that his wife was too generous, giving everything to his daughter at once. He was afraid that it would all go to waste, and how would the whole family survive...

But then I thought again, since my daughter has confidence, I should support her. After all, things are indeed different from before.

Yi Xiaomai felt that her sister had become very powerful and that there would be endless delicious food for her to eat in the future.

Everyone has different thoughts, and the night passes.

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