Ye Nuan found it amusing. It was their own business, so why did they involve her? If they wanted to quarrel or get upset, they should just stay away. It was none of her business. Why did she have to take off her headscarf to show her, to so many people watching the fun?
After watching it, do you sympathize with her, despise her, or talk to each other: It turns out that she really does have a scar, and it's really ugly!
She, Ye Nuan, is not an innocent person who can be harmed by anyone.
Ye Nuan was about to retort when Su Shi, who had been staying in the kitchen, rushed out with a broom and began beating Hu Ya and Jin Bao. The broom was made of thin bamboo sticks, and it was especially painful when it hit someone's face. Su Shi, known for her tough hands and ruthless heart, couldn't stand the slightest bit of harm, so she hit the two of them in the face. For a moment, the only sounds in the yard were the ghostly howling of Jin Bao and Hu Ya.
The two men's faces were covered with red marks from being beaten. They pushed and shoved each other as they rushed out the door. Su raised a broom and scratched the onlookers, cursing, "What are you looking at? Do you want to be beaten? Get out!" As she spoke, she swept the broom towards the gate of the courtyard.
The onlookers all ran away.
Su turned around, and the stunned Feng Tiezhu came back to his senses and stammered, "I, I'll go first!" After that, he tripped over his left leg and twisted his right leg as he walked out.
Jin Qiu was stunned. For a moment, the sound of a pin drop in the yard was unheard of, with only the clucking of the old hen in her arms. She closed her mouth, her hand holding the hen trembling slightly. Still keeping a straight face, she said calmly, "Me too..."
Su walked towards her, grabbed her hand, and said loudly, "Don't be afraid, Miss Qiu. You are different from your bastard brother. We still welcome you." Seeing the hen in her hand, his originally ferocious face immediately smiled, "This hen?"
Jin Qiu pushed the hen against her chest and spoke twice as fast as usual: "My mother wants to drink hen soup. Your family makes it very delicious. You can stew it and give me half."
"There's such a good thing." Su put the broom in her hand and took the old hen. After a pause, she walked over to Ye Nuan and gently pulled her.
"A Nuan, next time someone dares to be unreasonable to you, I will help you beat him out." She had a smile on her face, but her voice was deliberately lowered, a little muffled, and a little pretending to be relaxed. She was protecting her in her own way.
"Okay, I understand." Compared to Su's defense, the grievance just now was nothing.
"If you know, go and cook. Mother and your brother are starving. Kill the chicken quickly and I'll pluck its feathers." The old hen kicked her legs. Su frowned and frowned, looking cautious. She didn't have the majestic aura she had when she beat someone just now.
After saying that, she patted Ye Xiaohu at her feet and shouted, "Next time, if a man dares to approach your sister, throw him away."
Ye Xiaohu parroted and mimicked: "Sister, throw it away!"
Su squatted down and said, "I'm not throwing your sister away, I'm throwing those who are close to your sister away." Her voice sounded irritable, but she was very patient and didn't get tired of repeating it over and over again.
Ye Nuan chuckled, holding the old hen in one hand and pulling the stunned Jin Qiu towards the kitchen with the other. When they got close to the kitchen, she let go of Jin Qiu's hand and asked, "Did your mother really ask you to get this hen?"
Jin Qiu thought she didn't believe him, so he immediately put on a stern face, raised his chin slightly, and raised his voice: "My mother wants me to learn how to grow vegetables, and I won't learn it for nothing."
Learning to grow vegetables? How could she learn that? In the wilderness, without spiritual springs, she couldn't grow anything. There was no way to teach her. If Jin Qiu wanted to learn, she could trick her into doing it. She could get free labor and some benefits.
But she liked this little girl very much, and Ye Nuan didn't want to lie to her.
So he said, "Take the hen back. You can't learn this."
Jin Qiu, who had been stern at first, suddenly looked bitter and refused to take the old hen. "No, I want to stay here and learn how to grow vegetables."
Ye Nuan was helpless, "I really can't teach you."
The little girl's face flushed with anxiety. "No need to teach me, I just don't want to go back to embroider. Just let me stay."
So that's how it is.
Ye Nuan was amused and stopped refusing. She turned around and went to the stove to find a knife. The little girl was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly, her voice trembling: "If you don't want to teach me, then don't. What are you doing with the knife?"
The expression was so vivid that Ye Nuan couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud, "Why are you so nervous? I'm killing a chicken. Come and help me carry the chicken legs."
Jin Qiu had never mentioned the chicken leg before. The old hen kept jumping around, and she was so scared that she almost dropped it. Across from her, Ye Nuan raised her knife and chopped it down, her eyes calm and composed. She couldn't help but ask, "Ye family, people say you've killed someone. Is that true?"
Ye Nuan rolled her eyes at her and said, "That's impolite. You should call me Sister Nuan."
The little girl murmured a few words, unable to speak out. Ye Nuan deliberately said, "Jin family."
The little girl instantly exploded and shouted angrily: "Sister An Nuan!"
She simply nodded, pressed the old hen under a stone, and went back to the kitchen to fetch a pot of boiling water. Seeing her busying around and not responding to her words "Sister Nuan" at all, Jin Qiu's face turned stern again and he glared at her angrily.
Su and Xiaohu began to pluck the chicken feathers.
Ye Nuan ignored her and began to make vegetable and egg noodles. The aroma wafted out in waves, and Jin Qiu, who had been annoyed, couldn't help but tiptoe to look at the stove. Soft white noodles, golden poached eggs, juicy green vegetables, and Ye Nuan's beautiful eyes in the curling mist.
Jinqiu's stomach rumbled, but when she saw four sets of bowls and chopsticks on the stove, her anger instantly subsided. As she ate the chewy, smooth, and steaming noodles, she felt a surge of joy, calling out "Sister Nuan" repeatedly.
"It's delicious, so delicious. I should really ask my mother to come and learn from Sister An Nuan." It was so delicious that I almost cried.
Ye Nuan chuckled: "How about I teach you how to cook?"
Jin Qiu ate while shaking her head: "No, my mother said that once I learn to cook, I must cook all the time. My father is rich, and no one in the village will dare to ask me to cook when I marry into the village."
Uh, Tao’s education was so advanced that she was speechless.
Ye Nuan couldn't help but ask, "If your husband can't cook, will you starve to death?" She was born an orphan, and there was nothing that others could do as well as she could.
Jin Qiu was surprised, as if she thought this was impossible. She said in a sweet voice, "My future husband must be able to cook, otherwise I won't marry him."
Ye Nuan and Su were both delighted, and Su even gave a thumbs-up: "Miss Qiu is ambitious!"
Jinqiu was also cheerful, and had some of the liveliness of an eight or nine-year-old girl.
After the four of them finished their noodles, Su began clearing away the dishes. Jinqiu, Ye Xiaohu, and the black dog squatted nearby, watching Ye Nuan chop the chicken. The old hen, with its firm flesh and golden fat, was chopped into large chunks and placed in a clay pot under cold water, with a few slices of ginger added. After a few minutes, the aroma of the chicken began to permeate the air. Ye Nuan skimmed off the scum, covered the pot, and simmered it over low heat, then went back to work.
The longer it simmered, the richer the flavor of the broth grew. Add to that the spiritual spring water, and the aroma was truly captivating. Two children and a black dog didn't move a step, crouching by the stove, drooling at the rumbling clay pot.
Su came in and smiled every time.
After simmering for an hour, Ye Nuan added a crisp, tender white radish. She removed the lid and the delicious, rich aroma of chicken broth washed over her. The scalding heat swept away the golden oily droplets on the surface, revealing the clear, snow-white broth. Beneath the broth, the golden skin, the soft white chicken, and the translucent radish clumps were faintly visible.
Ye Nuan added some salt to season it and sprinkled some chopped green onions. The rich and sweet taste of the chicken soup was immediately stimulated, and the families living close to the Ye family felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Others can’t even get enough to eat, but the Ye family’s is filled with delicious food every day. Do they want to keep people alive?
The richness of the soup, the plumpness of the meat, and the sweetness of the radish warmed my whole body after one mouthful. Jin Qiu held a piece of chicken feet in his mouth and asked as he ate, "Sister Nuan, how did you make this stew? My mother used to make old hen soup, but the meat was tough and tough, and I couldn't chew it. Your stew is not only tender, but also fragrant, even the chicken bones are fragrant."
Su picked up a piece of leg bone meat. The meat was stewed until tender, juicy and oily. It spread on the tip of the tongue when bitten, revealing a piece of golden and jade-like bone inside. The aroma almost seeped out from the chicken bone. It was so delicious.
“And it’s not greasy.”
Ye Nuan smiled and said, "Didn't you see how it was stewed? Your chicken is fat and tender."
Jinqiu didn't believe such nonsense. No matter what was made by Sister An Nuan, it seemed to be particularly delicious.
Could she be a fairy?
Through the misty fog, Jin Qiu's eyes fell on her eyebrows. She also wanted to know what the fairy looked like, but if Sister An Nuan didn't want to see it, she didn't have to.
Ye Nuan wasn't greedy either. She and her two children each had a bowl, and the rest was given to Jin Qiu to take home. Jin Qiu stood outside the courtyard gate, holding the pottery jar. Hesitant for a moment, hesitantly asked, "Can I come tomorrow?"
"Come if you want." Ye Nuan said jokingly, "But remember to return the pottery jar to me."
The girl, who had softened considerably, turned face black and left without looking back, holding the pot. Ye Nuan smiled, closed the door, and walked inside. Under the kitchen, a small black dog had its entire face buried in a broken bowl, happily gnawing on a small bone.
As the sky gradually darkened, Ye Nuan found some mosquito repellent grass and lit it. The mother and her two children sat in the yard chatting and watching the stars, while the little black dog ran back and forth at their feet.
After a short conversation, Ye Xiaohu fell into a daze, his head almost nodding to the ground. Su Shi, feeling somewhat amused, took her son to bed. Ye Nuan sat alone on the porch, concentrating on the spiritual spring space. The spring hadn't sounded since it reached level 1. The beans and cucumbers had already been used up, so what could the remaining seeds be?
You need to upgrade and unlock it as soon as possible.
No one has come to look for the jewelry under the quilt. Can I use it?
The sound of an eagle's cry streaked across the night sky. Ye Nuan suddenly stood up and looked up at the stars. A hunting falcon flapped its wings and landed on her hand, rubbing its head back and forth, cooing occasionally. Its claws were still clutching a string of red coral beads, which it shook, shaking them all into Ye Nuan's palm.
Where did this falcon get all these jewels? It's so persistent. It's a shame these coral beads are useless to her. Ye Nuan stuffed them back into its claws, but the falcon refused to give in and put them in her palm again. She simply put the coral beads around the falcon's neck. The falcon got angry, soared into the sky, and then dived down backwards.
The coral beads fell directly to the ground, the bird's head buried in the soil, its two legs stretched out motionless, its feathers spread out like explosives, and it looked like a dead bird lying upside down.
Ye Nuan was stunned by the bird's series of actions. This was a stubborn bird that only knew how to throw tantrums!
She walked over and pulled the bird's head out of the dirt. She cut the two remaining leeks, tied them together, and hung them from its claws. She patted the bird's head and said, "Is this okay? It's also grown with spiritual spring water. Consider it a thank you gift." If every bird was like this, the spiritual spring water would soon be gone. She had to completely eliminate this possibility.
The falcon tilted its head and stared at the leeks, then touched them with its claws. It seemed not very satisfied, but it did not make a fuss. It flapped its wings and flew away.
Ye Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the blood-red coral beads on the ground, shook her head and sneered.
What a strange bird!
The fire was completely extinguished. As the night deepened and the weather grew colder, Ye Nuan went back to her room to sleep. Too much jewelry on her bed was causing her back pain from time to time. Her wrist would get hot from accidentally hitting it, making it impossible for her to sleep. She simply got up and went to the utility room to look for an urn.
A flock of chicks chirped, startled by her footsteps. After searching for a long time in the moonlight, she finally found a small earthenware jar, about the height of her calf, at the bottom. She wrapped the jewelry she had hidden in rags and stuffed it into the jar, then stuffed some sawdust and straw on top. After making sure the jar looked unremarkable, she safely hid it deepest under the bed.
There were occasional strange cries outside. Ye Nuan closed her eyes, lost in thought, when she suddenly heard the door of the house creak and the inserted wooden pins move slightly.
Ye Nuan was alert: someone was trying to pry open her door!
Her mind raced: since someone dared to come to her house last time, and the little black dog didn't bark, the person who came must be someone the little black dog was familiar with.
Someone from the Jin family that the little black dog is familiar with?
It seems that he is the only one from the Jin family who can come here in the dark!
Ye Nuan quietly stood up, tiptoed to the door, picked up the wooden stick that had been placed beside it, and raised it high. The wooden pin clicked open, and the door opened a crack. Wind rushed into the room, followed by a dark figure.
As she stepped into the house, Ye Nuan held her breath.
Half of the body and head peeked in stealthily.
Bang!
Without a word, Ye Nuan grabbed the wooden club and charged at him, swift, fierce, and accurate. The attacker screamed in agony, clutching his head and running. Ye Nuan chased after him, kicking him to the ground before swinging the club back and continuing the beating. It was a vivid demonstration of what it meant to be a "stun" (a form of beating).
After the fight was almost over, she loosened her legs. The person on the ground got up and ran away. Ye Nuan followed slowly behind to close the gate. Su Shi was woken up and ran out, wearing clothes. She panicked and said, "A Nuan, what's wrong?" She didn't think anyone else would dare to come.
Ye Nuan pushed her inside and said with a cheerful smile, "The guy from the Jin family just broke in during the day and I knocked him out. I guess his hands and feet won't be working well for the next two days." It was his fault for being so mean.
When Mrs. Su heard this, she was furious and said, "That Fatty Jinbao? It wasn't enough to beat him up during the day, and he dared to come at night. Tomorrow I'll go to the Jin family and make a scene, and scold him to death for being such a shameless person."
"Mom, no need. If we pretend we didn't know and beat him up, he wouldn't dare to say anything since he's in the wrong. If we make a scene, the matter will be exposed. Even if he's a loser, Village Chief Jin and the Tao family will protect him. We won't gain any benefits but will be easily hated." Now is not the time to turn against each other.
Su thought she was right, but, "What if he comes again? I heard that Jinbao is a scoundrel. He teases all the young girls in the village. He's not afraid of anything except his father."
First there was Li Gan, then Jin Bao, and there was no guarantee there wouldn't be others in the future. Their family had plenty of food and vegetables, and they were all women and children, so it was really unsafe. They had to find a way to set up some traps or something.
"Mom, go to sleep first. I'll figure out a way to deal with this."
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
While she was thinking about setting a trap, in Luomu City, inside the City Lord's Mansion, Qi Wuze wondered if the falcon was sick. He hadn't obeyed her in the middle of the night, so she threw a bunch of leeks in his face. Not satisfied, he even used his muddy head to shake his own face.
When Qi Wuze pretended to be dead, the bird kept stomping back and forth on the head of the bed, howling and screaming. What could he do with the bird he raised?
So, late at night, Qi Wuze sat under the lamp, watching Silly Bird counting the leeks one by one with his mouth. The leeks had white roots and green leaves, and the aroma of the leeks filled the room. After counting three times, Silly Bird finally gave up.
Qi Wuze scoffed and, just as he was about to get up to sleep, noticed that a string of red coral beads had disappeared from the wooden frame of the small table. He glanced at the bundle of leeks, his brows furrowed, and he lunged at the falcon. Perhaps accustomed to surprise attacks, the falcon was even faster, flapping away in the blink of an eye. Even so, a tail feather was still ripped off.
"Idiot! You traded a red coral bead for a bunch of leeks, you cheap bird!"
The falcon seemed very sad, flapping its wings and flying into the window frame.
Baji!
The whole bird slid down the window frame in a twisted posture, and lay motionless on the table with its neck tilted, looking like a dead bird seeking death!
Qi Wuze was so angry that he laughed.
Damn it, what kind of bird did you raise? It’s so despicable and just pretends to be dead!
The man and the bird struggled for most of the night, and finally Qi Wuze threw the bird away.
The next day, while cleaning the house, a servant at the City Lord's residence discovered a bunch of juicy green chives on the table. Thinking the City Lord might want to eat some, he took them to the kitchen and asked the cook to prepare them. At noon, a plate of scrambled eggs with chives appeared on the City Lord's table.
The city lord was just trying to figure out how to get his younger brother to come out of his den and eat. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, and his younger brother and Huajuan jumped onto chairs, drooling over the dish of scrambled eggs with chives, and devoured three large bowls in one gulp.
Is it so delicious?
Qi Wuze silently picked up a piece of chives with chopsticks and was about to put it in his mouth when his brother took it away without a word. He bit the back of his teeth to hold the remaining chive juice, and the refreshing and tender juice exploded on the tip of his tongue.
The leeks are so fragrant, more crispy, tender and delicious than any vegetables I have eaten before!
Qi Wuze casually ordered: "Old Chen, buy some leeks from this store tomorrow."
Chief Steward Chen looked kind and said, "City Lord, these leeks were taken from your room. Where did you buy them? I'll ask the cook to buy them."
Qi Wuze: “…”
You have to ask the bird!
Overnight, the morning glory at the base of the wall began to grow wildly, its lush green leaves covering the earthen wall. The pink and lavender morning glory blossomed in the morning mist, and dewdrops trickled down the vines into the vegetable patch. Bean and cucumber vines entwined on the bamboo trellises swayed in the wind, and buds appeared faintly among the green leaves.
When the first ray of sunlight shines on the wasteland, light purple and golden flowers bloom one after another.
Ye Nuan stood under the cucumber rack, a bit stunned. The other vegetables had grown, but not as fast as the cucumbers and beans. It only took a few days for them to sprout, climb, and bloom without even taking a breath!
Could it be that the seeds in the Lingquan space naturally grow faster than ordinary seeds!
I wonder if her mother will be scared when she sees this later!
As she was thinking this, she heard Su's exclamation from behind, "A Nuan, this, this..." She walked closer to Ye Nuan, looked up at the golden flower, and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
The growth rate of this plant has exceeded her cognition!
"This is a cucumber. It will bear fruit soon after it blooms. Then you can stir-fry it, make a salad with it, or eat it raw..."
Su paused for a moment, then came back to her senses and looked at her, "No, mother wants to ask why this thing grows so fast?"
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