Little Fish also got a piece of mille-feuille cake, and he ate it with great satisfaction.
This cake is the same one he ate at home with his mother yesterday.
Yesterday, they also served bubble tea, which was quite delicious.
So, upon hearing Grandpa Wei's words, the little guy immediately said in a clear voice, "Grandpa Wei, milk tea is delicious too! Mommy's milk tea is so good!"
Grandpa Wei immediately looked up at Fang Yan and asked, "What is milk tea?"
Fang Yan: ...
Milk tea is a popular drink among young people and children. Do you like it too?
Guessing that milk tea might not be what these old gentlemen like, and considering that it was Grandpa Wei's birthday today, she thought she might as well go to the trouble of cooking a meal for him.
Upon hearing her suggestion, Grandpa Wei immediately called the housekeeper over without saying a word, "You'll assist Xiao Fang today. Just go and buy whatever she says she needs."
My son and daughter-in-law are both busy, and they originally planned to take him to a restaurant outside to celebrate his birthday in the evening.
Grandpa Wei felt that eating at home was more comfortable and enjoyable than eating out, so he invited a few old friends over for lunch.
The aunt has already bought the groceries, including pork, chicken, duck, fish, and seafood—a complete selection.
Fang Yan had just asked the old men about their preferences.
Based on their tastes and the available ingredients, she quickly finalized the menu: salt and pepper shrimp, salt-baked chicken, stir-fried duck with ginger, and Dongpo pork.
This sea bass weighed about three pounds. Fang Yan decided to cook it in two ways: use the head, tail, and bones to make soup, and use the fish meat to make a sauerkraut fish soup.
Small octopuses, sea hares, and several types of sea snails were used to make a seafood dipping sauce.
Just stir-fry some greens and that will be enough.
These dishes were ones she often made in her previous life, and her aunt had already cleaned the ingredients.
Not long after Fang Yan entered the kitchen, a slightly spicy and numbing aroma immediately wafted out.
Upon smelling the aroma, Grandpa Wei and the others could no longer sit still and all rushed to the kitchen. "Xiao Fang, what are you stir-frying? It smells so good!"
The kitchen was too small to accommodate so many people, so they could only stand at the kitchen door and ask anxiously.
"I'm making stir-fried duck with young ginger right now. It's the end of summer, so I added some Sichuan peppercorns to make me sweat. After eating it, I'm all sweaty and feel much better."
Fang Yan glanced back briefly and almost burst out laughing. Five gray-haired heads were crowding around the doorway, with a tiny little head below them also staring at her expectantly.
"Please have a seat in the living room for a moment, I'll be done soon."
There's no air conditioning right now, but at least there's a fan in the living room.
Fang Yan coaxed the old and the young.
Little Fish always listens to his mother, so he immediately prepared to go back to the living room to sit down, and also pulled Grandpa Wei away, saying, "Grandpa Wei, sit in the living room, it's a bit chilly."
"You little rascal, you're not stupid at all." Following the little fish's lead, Grandpa Wei returned to the living room.
Fang Yan was right; in just half an hour, a delicious and visually appealing meal was ready.
The only main dish today is Dongpo pork.
If you have enough time, simmer it in a small earthenware pot over low heat for two hours; that's the best way to make it.
However, time was short today, and at Grandpa Wei's house, they were using a gas stove and a pressure cooker.
Fang Yan simply used a pressure cooker to cook it for fifteen minutes after the pressure was reached, ensuring the meat was tender and juicy.
The meal consisted of seven dishes and a soup, a vibrant mix of red and green, both visually appealing and delicious. The old men practically fought over the food.
They're not usually people who lack food or drink, but today's menu was just so delicious that if they didn't fight for it, there wouldn't be any left to eat.
At the warm invitation of Grandpa Wei and his family, Fang Yan and Xiao Yuzai also had a meal at the Wei family's house.
Seeing the elderly folks enjoying their meal so much and clearly appreciating her cooking, Fang Yan was also quite happy.
After dinner, I wished Mr. Wei a happy birthday once again.
Fang Yan took the sleepy little fish home.
The pig heads and intestines that she was going to sell tomorrow were all bought on her way to the Wei family's house when she went to buy fruit, and they were all piled up in the kitchen now.
After leaving the Wei family, Fang Yan had a headache. Uncle Niu's oxcart had already returned to the village. How were she and Xiao Yuzai going to get back?
There are pedicabs in the county town, but the villagers are starting to wonder if she has made a lot of money. If she takes a pedicab back, they will suspect that she has made a fortune.
But looking down at the sleeping little fish in her arms, Fang Yan finally decided to call a tricycle to go back.
Although it's said that wealth shouldn't be flaunted, the purpose of making money is to live a better life.
She doesn't flaunt her wealth, but there's no reason for her to lower her standard of living just to dispel people's doubts.
Besides, people who want to doubt you or be jealous of you will eventually remain so, no matter what you do.
As expected, what was bound to happen, did happen.
In the evening, Fang Yan and Xiao Yuzai had just finished dinner when someone came to their door—it was the same old aunt from the morning, accompanied by her son and daughter-in-law.
"It's like this, from the third son's family," the aunt said with a bright smile, "these two promising young men also want to start a small business. Do you think you could help them out?"
“Auntie, the county town is right there. If they want to do business, they can do it themselves. I didn’t have anyone to guide me back then. I was just thinking that if I didn’t sell anything, I wouldn’t have money to eat, so I gritted my teeth and figured things out on my own while selling things.”
Fang Yan found their request quite absurd and immediately rejected it.
The old woman was quite embarrassed when Fang Yan refused right away, saying, "They've never done business before, have they?"
"I've never run a business before," Fang Yan said casually.
The old woman's face grew increasingly grim. "Third son's family, look, on the day of the family division, they were the ones who helped you scold Zhang Laowu and the others. Why don't you lend us some money, considering that we also helped you before?"
We won't borrow much, just two hundred yuan. They'll pay you back as soon as their business is up and running."
Fang Yan: ...
!!
In this village where the average monthly income per person is less than ten yuan, she immediately asked to borrow two hundred yuan!
Fang Yan didn't know whether she should laugh or be angry.
She laughed coldly, "Auntie, do you think selling me and Little Fish would be worth two hundred yuan?"
"You..." The old lady wasn't stupid; as soon as she heard this, she knew that there was no chance of borrowing money.
She wanted to say something more, but her son spoke up impatiently, "Third brother's wife, third brother is in the army all year round. You live here alone with the child. Are you sure you won't need our help again in the future?"
Ha, that's definitely a threat!
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