"What kind of image should I be in your mind?" Jiang Zhining chuckled.

"I used to think you were a delicate and charming girl, as gentle as water, who needed to be taken good care of." Song Yuzhou explained.

"Don't you need to take care of me now?" Jiang Zhining raised her eyebrows.

"Of course I need it." Song Yuzhou responded quickly, fearing that she would misunderstand. "Now I feel that you are not only charming and lovely, but also warm like the sun, and can illuminate our home."

Since his eldest brother passed away, no one has taken care of him.

Although he does not need anyone to take care of him, when he is sick, he also hopes to have a pair of warm hands around him to touch his head occasionally.

"So you have to be nice to me, otherwise, this ray of sunshine will not be yours." Jiang Zhining responded coquettishly.

Holding her hand, interlocking their fingers, Song Yuzhou responded hoarsely: "I will hold you tightly."

Jiang Zhining didn't tell him that he was also her sunshine.

The warmth and care I have received in my life for more than 20 years are far less than what I have received in the past few months with Song Yuzhou.

Song Yuzhou is in good physical condition. After a night's rest, he has recovered as before and is ready to go to the military camp.

"I've taken on a difficult task these days, so I'll be a bit busy." Song Yuzhou said in a low voice as he put on his military uniform.

Jiang Zhining lay lazily: "I will take good care of myself, you just focus on yours."

Song Yuzhou came to the side of the bed, tidied up the loose hair on her forehead, and then gave her a light kiss: "Sleep well, I will steam the buns and keep them hot, you can eat them when you get up."

"Hmm." Jiang Zhining made a very light sound from her nose, then closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

Song Yuzhou couldn't help but kiss her lips again before leaving reluctantly.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, Jiang Zhining stretched and got up on time.

Since coming here, Jiang Zhining no longer has to rush to catch the 7 a.m. subway. She can sleep until she wakes up naturally every day. She is so happy.

After lunch, Jiang Zhining took Xixi's hand and prepared to go to the nearby village.

"Mom, where are we going to do?" Xixi asked curiously as she jumped and skipped along.

"We went to the farmers' houses to pick sauerkraut." Jiang Zhining explained with a smile.

She remembered that when she first read the article, it mentioned that in the village here, every household had the habit of pickling sauerkraut in old jars.

Later, after Shen Anan got the space, she learned about the old-style pickled cabbage noodles from somewhere and made it in the same way, which caused a sensation.

Jiang Zhining first went to a farmer's house and explained her purpose.

"We have not pickled enough sauerkraut at home. If Miss Jiang wants to buy some, I would naturally be willing to sell it to her." Aunt Wang said with a smile.

"Yes, I will buy as much as you have at home and are willing to sell." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.

"Okay, this pickled cabbage is cheap. Just pay the price, Miss Jiang." Aunt Wang said happily.

Because there were few people coming to collect the fruits, Aunt Wang was so happy that she couldn't contain herself thinking about making some money.

"Don't worry, Auntie. I won't let you suffer any loss. As long as the sauerkraut is good, you will become our long-term supplier." Jiang Zhining said with a smile.

Aunt Wang's face was full of smiles: "Okay, Miss Jiang has the final say."

Finally, the price was negotiated at five cents per pound. Jiang Zhining bought 100 pounds and asked her to send it to the small workshop.

Jiang Zhining's small workshop was very famous in the nearby village, and Aunt Wang immediately and happily sent the sauerkraut to the workshop.

When we arrived at the small workshop, the sauerkraut from Aunt Wang's house had already been delivered.

"Sister Zhining, why did you buy so many pickled vegetables?" The military wives were all curious.

"And the fish." Liu Zhilan added.

"Sisters-in-law, today I will teach you how to make a new base sauce, pickled fish sauce package." Jiang Zhining said truthfully.

Hearing her words, the military wives' eyes were full of surprise: "Can pickled cabbage and fish be cooked together?"

"Of course. Especially since these are traditional pickled vegetables, they are very sour and refreshing, and they are even more delicious when used to make pickled fish dumplings."

As she spoke, Jiang Zhining prepared to start teaching everyone.

"As usual, before learning the recipe, please sign this. After you learn the recipe, you can make it at home if you want, but you can't teach it to anyone else. Otherwise, if you cause any losses to our Shuxiangdao, you will have to compensate us."

Jiang Zhining would arrange this step every time before learning the recipe to prevent the method of making the base material from being spread.

Jiang Zhining took out the pre-written agreement from the cabinet.

The military wives nodded: "We understand this."

As they spoke, everyone picked up the agreement, wrote down their names, and pressed their fingerprints according to the pattern.

Afterwards, everyone came to the production room and watched Jiang Zhining teach them how to make sauerkraut dumplings.

Jiang Zhining instructed as she prepared the dish: "First, prepare the fish. Use a knife to slice the fish into two pieces, split the head, and chop the fish bones into sections. Rinse the fish with water and clean it. Hold the knife at a 40-degree angle and start filleting the fish from the tail, with the blade facing the tail."

After completing this step, Jiang Zhining mixes the fish fillets, fish bones and fish heads with 1 teaspoon of cooking wine, 2 teaspoons of starch, 1/2 egg white and appropriate amount of salt, and marinates them for 15 minutes.

Heat the wok with cooking oil and Jiang Zhining continues, "When the oil is about 60% hot, put the fish head and bones we just prepared into the wok and fry them. Don't overheat at this point and make sure to control the oil temperature..."

"When both sides of the fish bones are fried until golden brown, pour three bowls of clear soup into the pot, cover the pot and simmer over low heat. After 40 minutes, when the fish soup turns milky white, it is ready."

"In the meantime, we can stir-fry some pickled mustard greens."

Jiang Zhining casually took out a pickled cabbage from the old jar, squeezed out the water with her hands, and cut it into thin strips.

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