Compared to He Liu, who had already tasted braised pig intestines, Aunt Song had only heard about them.

She had previously heard He Liu mention in a conversation that Shanhe's wife was a good cook, and her braised offal was especially delicious.

Aunt Song agreed that Su Yun'er was a good cook.

I had eaten her stewed chicken before, and it tasted really good. I don't know what method she used, but it tasted different from the food I usually cook at home.

But can you eat offal? It's pig offal, the thought of it is disgusting.

However, in front of the host, Aunt Song couldn't show it, so she tried to leave by saying she was sleepy and wanted to go home to sleep. Unexpectedly, He Liu grabbed her arm.

"Sister Song, you're afraid to eat pig intestines and want to run away, aren't you? Humph, let me tell you, you absolutely have to try this. It's incredibly delicious, and I'm not kidding you." He Liu's face was full of smug satisfaction, as if she had seen through her little scheme.

Upon hearing this, Su Yun'er smiled and turned around to see the two of them secretly pulling at each other.

Although He Liu is a generation older than Su Yun'er in terms of seniority, they are about the same age, so He Liu has more of the liveliness of a young person.

"Aunt Song, don't worry, I really washed it very clean, after all, we eat this ourselves."

The soup noodles were ready quickly. The pig intestines, cooked twice, were even softer and more tender than before. As the soup was poured onto the noodles one spoonful at a time, it released an enticing aroma. Before taking it out of the pot, Su Yun'er sprinkled some minced garlic on top. The heat brought out the garlic's unique fragrance, which not only neutralized the greasiness of the pig intestines but also enhanced the aroma.

Looking at the exceptionally fragrant bowl of braised pork intestine noodles in front of her, Aunt Song hesitated for a long time before taking a bite, but Su Yun'er and He Liu had already started eating.

Watching the two women effortlessly pop pieces of fatty intestine into their mouths, Aunt Song hesitated for a long time before finally trying to pick up a piece herself. She carefully bit off a tiny bit with the tip of her teeth, chewed it, and found that it didn't smell bad, but it also didn't smell good.

"Sister Song, you're only taking a small bite. How can you taste anything? You have to eat it all." He Liu said, picking up another piece of fatty intestine and swallowing it into her mouth.

Aunt Song sighed, resignedly closing her eyes as she put the fatty intestines into her mouth. She chewed them with exaggerated facial expressions, but as she chewed, her expression relaxed, and after confusion came surprise.

The texture and taste of pork intestines are different from the meat we usually eat. They are slippery and very tender, with no offal taste at all. They are mixed with the aroma of garlic and spices, and the complex flavor lingers in your mouth, stimulating the secretion of a lot of saliva.

"Mmm! It's delicious! I've never eaten this before in all my years. Shanhe's wife, you're such a good cook. How do you have so many different ways to cook it?" After saying that, Aunt Song started eating the braised pork intestine noodles without any hesitation.

"I told you, Shanhe's wife's cooking is delicious, but you didn't believe me. Now you do." He Liu looked at Aunt Song with a smug expression.

She looked as if she had made the braised pork intestine noodles herself and was waiting for people to praise her.

"Yes, yes, you're amazing, you know how to eat." Aunt Song glanced at her feigning displeasure, but the smile on her lips betrayed her.

The three women ate and chatted, and soon they were full and went to Su Yun'er's room to rest.

"Shanhe's wife, your cooking is just too delicious! You can come up with so many dishes that we've never even heard of before. If you opened a restaurant with this skill, the business would definitely be booming..."

He Liu was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open. She mumbled these words with her eyes closed, and by the time she finished speaking, she had already fallen asleep.

Su Yun'er was still awake when she heard these words, and her heart stirred again.

Opening a restaurant to support herself and her family using her cooking skills is indeed what she's been thinking about most lately.

Opening a shop requires not only capital but also a sufficient supply of raw materials. She has a few options in mind, but none of them are currently enough to sustain her business...

As she pondered, Su Yun'er fell asleep.

Because I went to bed too late the night before, the sun was already high in the sky when I opened my eyes the next day.

After seeing off Aunt Song, He Liu, and the others, Su Yun'er wasn't hungry, so she didn't have breakfast with Old Lady Chen and the others.

She still had some hawthorns left from yesterday's return. She stored some in her spatial storage, and the rest would probably last for about half a month. After all, there are fewer people in the village, so it's not like the city where they can be sold in large quantities.

Considering that villagers usually buy candied hawthorns for their children, Su Yun'er cut the bamboo skewers shorter, with only two or three hawthorns on each skewer.

"However, since the goal is to attract children to buy, then we should add some things that children will like."

After thinking about it for a moment, Su Yun'er realized that next year is the Year of the Rabbit, so she decided to incorporate some rabbit-related elements. She found two carrots, cut them into five-millimeter slices, and carefully carved out small rabbit shapes. After blanching these yellow rabbits in boiling water, she attached them to the top of the candied hawthorn skewers.

In this way, when the candied hawthorns stand upright, they look like little rabbits standing on the hawthorns, which is extremely cute and children will definitely love them.

"Little trees and little grass," Su Yun'er called to the children through the door, "Look what your mother has made!"

"Wow! What is this? It's so much fun!" The first to exclaim was the little grass.

Girls are indeed most easily captivated by cute things.

The little tree liked it too, but it was mostly something new and exciting.

Regardless, it confirmed Su Yun'er's assumption: this thing could indeed appeal to children.

Last night, everything happened just as Old Mrs. Chen was about to go out to the village to visit her old friends. When the sun was shining, they often gathered together, working in the sun while chatting about people and things in the village.

Su Yun'er took out the dozen or so mini candied hawthorns and told Grandma Chen her idea, which Grandma Chen readily agreed to.

"This little rabbit is really well carved, it's quite adorable. Not to mention the children, even this old woman likes it." Grandma Chen smiled as she put away the things Su Yun'er had given her, and then led the little tree and grass out to bask in the sun.

After the three generations left, Su Yun'er didn't rest. She noticed that the firewood in the house was running out again, so she decided to go out and collect some.

The weather was cool and dry, and many of the medium-sized shrubs had turned yellow. According to Aunt Song and Song Muqiang, these could also be used as firewood. There were also pine cones that had fallen in the forest, which were dry and crunchy and would have a pine aroma when burned, making them perfect for barbecuing.

Su Yun'er was focused on picking up firewood all the way, unaware that she was going deeper and deeper into a small path she had never been before.

Unbeknownst to her, a dangerous aura was following behind her...