Da Wa pursed his lips and glanced at Yin Lan. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't. His mother was really too wasteful. She ate white rice for several meals in a row. If she kept eating like this, she would eventually run out of money.

Yin Lan began assigning tasks, "I'll cook dinner tonight. Da Wa and Er Wa, you two go to the riverbank and collect some pebbles. Pick the pretty ones, and bring a basket. Don't collect too many." The stones are so heavy; if you collect too many, the two kids might develop hunchbacks.

Many counties suffered from drought this year. Fortunately, a large bend in the river flows through Tiejian Village, which saved the crops in the fields. However, the water level has dropped a lot, and many pebbles have been exposed.

"Mother, I want to watch you render lard!" Erwa refused.

Many families in the village render lard, and the aroma of beef is so enticing that it can be intoxicating. In the past, Erwa and his brother would squat in the corner of other people's walls to sneak a whiff of the aroma, but they would be discovered by other children, ridiculed severely, and then chased away.

Erwa never imagined that his family could render lard!

He had to see it with his own eyes, get close and smell it, to find out what kind of divine food it was that smelled so good!

The eldest child carried the basket on his back himself.

"Big brother, do you want to see? After we finish rendering the oil, I'll go with you to collect it."

"No need." He didn't know what use the stones would be. His mother had been acting strangely these past two days, but she would get scolded if she went out, so he would go instead. He could let those people scold him, but not his mother.

He went out alone, a small child. This was the place where they had grown up, and every place in the village had been a haunt for generations. Yin Lan didn't need to worry, but she still reminded him, "Don't go into the water, and come back early."

Chen Yiqi pursed his lips, thinking, "Mom is so long-winded."

The eldest child went out, and the second child's eyes lit up when he saw the fat pork.

Yin Lan took out the newly bought pot, which was clean and large, much better than the old broken pot. She washed it with water and put it on the fire. Then she cut a small piece of meat and rubbed it on the pot to season it. After rubbing, the oil in the meat was gone and the meat had changed color, but the pot was shiny with oil, looking like a prosperous life.

Yin Lan stopped Erwa from picking up the dirty piece of meat and eating it.

Then cut the fatty meat into small pieces.

Then put it into the already heated pan, and it immediately sizzles and releases a fragrant aroma of oil.

"Ah..." Erwa sighed deeply. It smells so good! This must be the best scent in the world...

My mouth is drooling so much I can't contain it!

The fat gradually turned golden yellow, and oil seeped out little by little. The aroma of the oil grew stronger and stronger, wafting out and smelling absolutely delicious.

Even Yin Lan thought that perhaps it was because the pork in this dynasty was not fed with feed and was not grown by force, but even she, who was used to eating big fish and meat, thought that the taste was simply too delicious.

Once the pieces of fatty meat began to turn yellow and crispy, Yin Lan took the pot off the stove, placed another pot with rice and water already rinsed on it, and started cooking porridge.

Then I took a bowl and picked up the cracklings from the pot one by one.

Erwa was already drooling beside him, whimpering...

Yin Lan sprinkled some salt into the crispy fried pork cracklings, stirred them, and the salted cracklings tasted even better.

"Mother! Mother! Mother!"

Chen Erwa stared longingly, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth. His fluttering movements reminded Yin Lan of the chicks in the nest when they saw their mother bird returning with food. It was both funny and disgusting.

"Swallow your saliva and open your mouth," Yin Lan said.

Then, with a "gulp," Erwa opened his tiny mouth wide.

Yin Lan picked up a piece, let it cool down, and then put it into Erwa's mouth, which was already eagerly waiting.

He quickly chewed, and then his two big eyes suddenly widened and lit up.

"It's so delicious!"

This is the best-tasting food in the world!

Erwa jumped up, beaming with joy. This was the first time he had ever eaten pork cracklings. He said he would go without eating for a whole year if he could eat just one!

Yin Lan also picked up one, chewed it, and said, "Mmm, it is indeed very fragrant, crispy, and has a lingering aftertaste."

Erwa stared longingly at Yinlan.

"Aren't we going to eat together when my brother comes back?" Yin Lan said.

Although Erwa really wanted to eat another one, he wanted to share this delicious treat with his brother!

At this moment, the water in the pot also boiled, and the plump rice grains bubbling around emitted a fragrant aroma.

Erwa looked at the pot again.

He has pork cracklings to eat and white rice porridge to drink. Is he dreaming? Is he in heaven? He must be the happiest kid in the world!

On the other hand, Yin Lan realized that there were no oil containers at home.

I quietly went into the inner room and took a picture of an earthenware jar in the system. It looked like something from this era.

Erwa kept staring at the porridge, completely unaware. Even if she had noticed, it wouldn't have mattered. Yinlan could have just said she bought it at the market today. Anyway, the child was still young, so whatever she said was fine. If he didn't listen, she could just give him a beating.

Anyway, the original owner often hit her, so if she didn't hit her even once, the child would find it strange.

Then Yin Lan poured the lard into the jar, filling it almost halfway.

Then, using the remaining oil in the pot, I stir-fried the wild vegetables directly.

The vegetables cook quickly. Once the wild vegetables are done cooking, the porridge will be ready to eat after a little more simmering. Yin Lan asked Erwa to watch the porridge. When she got to the door, she saw Dawa returning with a basket on his back.

The basket was huge for the older child; it almost touched the ground, and the child struggled to carry it.

Yin Lan took two steps forward to take it, but she missed and the basket fell directly to the ground.

Uh, okay, it's too heavy.

When she looked at the child, she realized that he had picked up too much, filling about a third of his basket. Even Yin Lan was struggling to lift it, and she didn't know how the child had managed to carry it all back by himself.

"Hurry up, let's go back and eat some pork cracklings." Yin Lan urged, and then, under the distrustful gaze of her eldest son, she gritted her teeth and picked up the basket on her back. Whoa! Her old back almost gave out.

Yin Lan was looking at the pebbles she had picked up. Each one had a beautiful texture and came in various sizes and colors. It was clear that Da Wa didn't know what Yin Lan was going to do, and Yin Lan hadn't explained it clearly either. So he brought back a variety of pebbles, just like a boss assigning work and a subordinate having to provide several options for him to choose from. He never expected that Da Wa, at such a young age, would think so thoroughly!

No wonder he'll become a powerful villain in the business world; his little brain is just different.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Erwa proudly presented the fried pork cracklings to Dawa's lips, saying, "This is the most delicious thing in the world, brother, eat it! It's so delicious."

Da Wa opened his mouth reservedly, but Yin Lan still heard two "gulp" sounds, the sound of swallowing saliva, one from Er Wa and the other from Da Wa.

Tsk, Yin Lan secretly glanced at Da Wa. He looked so reserved and composed, but he was actually drooling.

The older child chewed it, and then his whole little face lit up.

It's so delicious and smells amazing!