As soon as Wan Shu opened her eyes, she transmigrated into a vicious stepmother who cheated on her husband, emptied their coffers for her lover, and abused her stepchildren.
She had three scr...
Wan Shu didn't explain, but just winked at them mysteriously.
"Go and call Dazhu, and while you're at it, see if Young Master Meng needs any help. I promise, we can start eating as soon as you get back."
The four little ones exchanged glances, all choosing to believe Wan Shu's words, and turned to walk towards the new house.
Wan Shu squatted down and took out a small, rarely used pot from the cupboard, adding pre-made broth and spicy hot pot base to it.
Then they lit a simple fire in the yard and put the pot on it.
As the pot heats up, the fiery red hot pot broth gradually blends with the milky white broth, releasing a rich aroma.
The five little ones were immediately taken aback by the aroma as soon as they entered the house.
"Wow! What smells so good!"
"Mom is amazing! We've only been out for about fifteen minutes, and she's already made such a big pot of food!"
Siya is the most greedy and the most unreliable. Seeing the pot of bright red soup, she immediately reached out with her chopsticks and scooped a handful into it.
Then, looking completely bewildered, she asked, "Mom, why is there nothing in this pot?"
“I already told you that you have to wash your hands and wait for everyone to arrive before you can eat. If you do this again next time, I’m going to slap your palm.”
Wan Shu first grabbed her face and scolded her before explaining to her.
"What your mother is making for you today is called hot pot. Unlike the usual way of eating hot pot, which is to cook it before eating, hot pot is to be cooked and eaten at the same time."
She pointed to the abundant side dishes on the side: "Take whatever you want to eat, put it in the pot to cook, and then scoop it into your bowls to eat when it's done."
The five little ones had never heard of such a strange way of eating before, and their eyes widened immediately. They hurriedly ran to wash their hands.
Taking advantage of the break, Wan Shu put the chopped scallions, cilantro, and minced garlic into a small bowl, and then poured in half a bowl of sesame oil.
"This is the dipping sauce. It tastes even better after you dip your food in it after it's cooked. If you like it spicy, you can add some of the broth from the pot."
The five little ones nodded quickly, each grabbing a bowl and sitting down in front of the pot to cook meat.
They were amazed almost as soon as they took their first bite.
"So delicious! This is the first time I've ever had such crispy goose intestines! The braised goose intestines I usually eat are delicious, but none of them are as crunchy as these. It's amazing!"
"The tripe is also great; it's crispy and tastes amazing with chili oil and minced garlic!"
"This way of cooking meat slices is so delicious! This hot pot is amazing, everything tastes good when cooked in it!"
Wan Shu thought to herself, how could it not taste good? The broth in this pot is full of broth and various spices, and even the oil used to stir-fry the ingredients is beef tallow that she went to great lengths to buy.
Moreover, when eating hot pot, everyone will subconsciously choose the ingredients they like and add sesame oil. How could it not taste good!
In no time, most of the food they had prepared was eaten.
Because they ate so quickly and were all gathered around the fire, everyone had beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Just then, a gentle September breeze blew by, and the aroma of the delicious food made it all the more pleasant.
The ninth month of the lunar calendar, which is the beginning of October in modern times, is the perfect time to enjoy hot pot.
The six people were chatting and laughing, enjoying this rare moment of leisure, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Knock knock knock—" A soft female voice sounded outside the door: "Brother Dazhu, Brother Dazhu, are you there? I need to talk to you about something?"
Upon hearing the voice, Wan Shu immediately recognized it as Zhang Cuilan, the daughter of Aunt Zhang from the village entrance.
Speaking of which, Zhang Cuilan is quite a remarkable person.
Ever since her family started their business, Zhang Cuilan would take the opportunity of delivering crayfish to chat with Dazhu every day.
In rural areas, the strict social hierarchy surrounding older women is not as pronounced as in cities. Some lively and outgoing girls do talk to men of similar age.
What's remarkable about Zhang Cuilan is that, even before her family started their business, people had made fun of her and Dazhu.
At that time, Zhang Cuilan was carrying water home. As a young girl, she was not very strong. Dazhu saw that she was having trouble, so he kindly went over and helped her carry the water home.
When the neighbors saw them, they joked that the two were a perfect match, like a golden couple.
When Zhang Cuilan heard this in front of Dazhu, she just smiled shyly.
But as soon as Dazhu left, she looked at him with disdain and said that Dazhu's family was not good enough for her.
This happened before Wan Shu transmigrated here. Wan Shu didn't know about it at first. It was only after Wan Shu's mother saw Li Cuilan often using the opportunity of selling crayfish to flirt with Da Zhu that she secretly told Wan Shu to be careful, saying that this kind of girl was not suitable for an honest man like Da Zhu.
Wan Shu didn't think it was suitable either, but Da Zhu was such a straight man that Wan Shu didn't need to be wary of him at all; he handled it all himself.
Whenever Zhang Cuilan showed any sign of interest, Dazhu would instinctively snap back at her.
After a month or two, Zhang Cuilan realized that she couldn't overcome the challenge and lost her initial enthusiasm.
But everything changed when Wanshu started building houses.
She probably never expected that selling braised food could earn her more money than she imagined, and her mind started to wander again, finding excuses to bother Dazhu every few days.
And here it is again today.
"Why is she here again?"
Dazhu never liked dealing with Li Cuilan, and now that he was enjoying his meal, his mood was ruined, and the smile on his face faded.
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