Chapter 49 My Husband is a Good Cook

The mean woman was choked and laughed dryly: "My niece-in-law is really good at joking."

Ye Mingzhu's face was full of seriousness: "If the sun rises earlier in your home, then if there is any digging work in the village in the future, I will definitely assign you first."

The mean woman was so frightened that she shook her head desperately: "No, no, it was me, I was just joking."

The round-faced woman next to her came forward to pull Ye Mingzhu, but she dodged.

The round-faced woman said: "They are all elders, just joking, don't take it seriously."

Ye Mingzhu nodded and said, "In our Yuanshan Village, new brides have recognition gifts when they recognize their relatives. I wonder what this elder gave us."

The round-faced woman quickly stepped back. She was reluctant to take things out.

Another dark-faced woman curled her lips and said, "Sister-in-law, it's getting late. Hurry up and ask your daughter-in-law to bring the meal over. We'll eat and then you can leave."

The mean woman and the round-faced woman nodded at the same time: "Yes, yes, let's eat, eat."

Ye Mingzhu raised her eyebrows, and the smile on her face deepened. She also looked at Aunt Jiang: "Mom, what kind of food did these people bring? We can lend them a pot and stove, but we can't take advantage of them."

Aunt Jiang was stunned and couldn't react: "They didn't take any food."

"No food? Then we can go to their house and get it now. Life is hard for everyone, and we can't go wrong with the food."

Ye Mingzhu called Jiang Hongyu to go out the door.

Jiang Hongyu cooperated: "I know how to get to my aunts and sisters-in-law's homes."

The women looked at each other. Jiang Hongyu and Ye Mingzhu had already reached the door, so they hurried out: "We remembered that we have something to do at home, so we're going back to eat first and will come back later."

In the blink of an eye, all the outsiders in the house left.

Jiang Hongyu closed the door and the two of them walked back into the house.

Ye Yun'an was carrying porridge out of the kitchen. He happened to be in the kitchen just now. Hearing his sister killing everyone outside, his face was full of admiration.

"Brother Yu, Mingzhu just now..." Aunt Jiang was still a little confused at this time.

"Mom, next time they come, ask Mingzhu to come out and talk to them. Mingzhu grew up here and is more familiar with the people and things in the village."

Aunt Jiang sighed. It was not that she did not understand what Jiang Hongyu meant, but since everyone came from the capital, she did not want to create a awkward situation.

Ye Mingzhu's attention was completely focused on the table. It was so sumptuous.

There were rice porridge, steamed dumplings, steamed buns, two plates of pickled vegetables, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of braised meat, and an egg for each person on the table.

Such a breakfast would be considered sumptuous even in modern times.

"Is this how you usually eat breakfast at home?" Ye Mingzhu tilted her head and asked Jiang Hongyu in a low voice.

"Today is the first day of our marriage, and I want to prepare better food for our family." Jiang Hongyu handed the freshly peeled egg to Ye Mingzhu, and peeled another one for Aunt Jiang.

When he was peeling the third egg, Ye Yun'an shook his head: "Brother-in-law, you eat it, I will peel it myself."

Ye Mingzhu had already picked up the porridge and took a sip. It was soft, glutinous and sweet. She squinted her eyes happily.

She ate a steamed dumpling and a piece of braised pork, it was so delicious!

Ye Yun'an didn't even raise his head while eating.

Ye Mingzhu tried her best to control herself, but she still ate too much in the end.

"I made the braised pork before. If you like it, I'll buy some meat tomorrow. But in this weather, we have to finish it in a day or two." Jiang Hongyu cleared the dishes away and saw that Ye Mingzhu was still reluctant to leave, so he thought for a while and said.

"Did you make all this?" Ye Mingzhu didn't expect that Jiang Hongyu not only knew how to cook, but was very good at it.

"I can also make roast chicken, roast duck, and barbecue. If you like, I'll find a chance to make it for you later."

As the words came out of Jiang Hongyu's mouth, Ye Mingzhu's mouth was full of saliva, and she felt that she could eat some more.

Even if we get divorced in the future, it’s worth it to be able to enjoy delicious food for two years.

Ye Mingzhu went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, but Ye Yun'an pushed her out the door: "Sister, you just got married, you can't work."

Jiang Hongyu, who had already started washing dishes, continued, "Yes, as long as I'm at home, I'll do all these chores."

"My brother-in-law is not at home, so I will do it."

Ye Yun'an took the clean bowl from Jiang Hongyu and put it in the cupboard.

Ye Mingzhu was chatting beside him: "Did you make the pickled vegetables we just ate?"

"My mother doesn't like plain porridge, so I made some pickled vegetables to go with it. There are radishes, cabbages, cucumbers, and some pickled garlic. This morning I had cucumbers and radishes, and tomorrow morning I'll serve you a plate of cabbage."

This was ancient times. A young man under the age of twenty who could cook and manage the household would probably be wanted by many people even if he was exiled.

"How about you teach me how to make pickles, and I'll make them when you're not free?" Ye Mingzhu felt embarrassed to just eat without cooking.

"I've done a lot, so it will take a long time next time. I heard from Yun'an that you can draw. We have paper and pen in our room. If you have nothing to do, go draw." Jiang Hongyu had finished the work in his hands while he was speaking.

Ye Yun'an also waved his hand: "Sister, go ahead and do your work. My brother-in-law and I will finish this work in a short while."

Ye Mingzhu looked at the two people who were in tacit understanding, then turned around and went back to her room.

Opposite their room was an empty room with a window that was larger than the other windows, making the room very bright. In front of the window was a square table with writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

She took a piece of paper. It was white and soft. Under the sunlight, it showed a soft glow and had a delicate touch. You didn't have to guess to know that it was not cheap.

It was obvious that this paper was for practicing calligraphy, and it would be a waste to use it for drawing. She shook her head, went back to her house to get the damp paper she had bought before, and went to the kitchen to get a charcoal pencil.

Sitting at the table, facing the soft morning sun, she seemed to see the halo of pearls, inspiration burst out in her eyes, and she drew one picture after another.

When Jiang Hongyu finished his work and came in, there were already five or six finished drawings on the table.

Jiang Hongyu looked at the newly drawn picture with shock and admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that the jewelry drawn by Ye Mingzhu would be so exquisite.

Ye Mingzhu felt someone beside her, and when she turned around, she saw a ray of light flashing from the beads on her head.

Jiang Hongyu licked his dry lips and wanted to ask if the beaded hairpin was painted by her, but swallowed the thought. He had already bought it anyway. If he knew that it was painted by his wife, he would look stupid, so it would be better not to ask.

"We ran out of meat yesterday, so I went to the village and bought a chicken. We're having stewed chicken for lunch. Do you like rice or noodles?"

Ye Mingzhu thought of the aroma of the big plate chicken and immediately said, "Let's eat noodles. Cook the noodles in advance and put them in the stewed chicken soup. It will definitely taste good."

Jiang Hongyu nodded: "Then I'll save some soup for you and make some chicken noodle soup with some vegetable leaves."

Jiang Hongyu discovered while having dinner today that Ye Mingzhu was different from most people nowadays. Nowadays, most people eat less oil and water and prefer to eat meat, but Ye Mingzhu likes to eat vegetables. She ate half of the stir-fried vegetables in the morning.

"I'm going to town tomorrow to buy some more meat. The day after tomorrow is the day to return to my parents' home. Can we go to Third Aunt's house? I'm going to make another five pounds of braised pork and five pounds of bacon to keep for later."

Ye Mingzhu: ...It feels like being raised like a pig.