"Consider the shop's renovation a personal gift to you, as a way of making friends with Miss Jiang," Shen Qingchuan added.
"If Master Shen can help, that would be best. However, one thing is one thing, and the money that should be given still needs to be given." Jiang Hua politely declined Shen Qingchuan's offer.
When they got home, Jiang Hua gave Aunt Liu her wages, just like yesterday, and they left after finishing processing the chicken feet.
However, just as the sun was about to set, Aunt Liu arrived with Uncle Liu.
"Huahua, your aunt said you want to make a cart, right?" Uncle Liu asked as he stepped forward.
“Yes, Uncle Liu, wait a moment, I’ll go inside and get the blueprints for you to see,” Jiang Hua said, putting down the scissors in her hand.
"Okay." Uncle Liu became curious when he heard that there were blueprints.
When he saw the blueprints that Jiang Hua took out, he frowned slightly.
"Uncle Liu, how is it? Can you do it?" Jiang Hua asked.
"I can do it, but this is the first time I've seen blueprints like this," Uncle Liu replied. "How about this, I'll take the iron plate back with me, and I'll think about it some more later."
"Thank you, Uncle Liu."
At night, after dinner, Jiang Hua took advantage of Jiang Jingyi taking a shower and entered the space, where she saw the little white snake coiled up like a mosquito coil, sleeping on the swing.
In this space, a patch of land on the side has been turned over and planted with lemons. The lemon seeds were taken from dried lemon slices.
Since learning that the spirit of this space had this function, Jiang Hua has been using it without any hesitation, and the lemon tree is already laden with fruit.
Jiang Hua picked a few and left the space, also taking the onions from the space's kitchen with her, as she had forgotten to buy them at the market today.
She plans to make half of the chicken feet she sells tomorrow into spicy and sour lemon chicken feet, and the other half into salt-baked chicken feet. She also has ten salt-baked chickens ordered from Mingyuelou.
Making spicy and sour lemon chicken feet is simpler than making chicken feet. Jiang Hua recalled the recipe she had made for lemon chicken feet before.
First, prepare the ingredients: lemon (already have), ginger, garlic, chili peppers, onion, vinegar, oyster sauce, salt, sugar, cooking wine, soy sauce, and sesame oil.
These are the main ingredients. The chicken feet have already been prepared. Next, cut the chicken feet in half and blanch them in cold water.
Add ginger slices, scallions, and appropriate amounts of salt and cooking wine when blanching. Cover the pot and remove the blanched animals after the water boils.
The well water was ice-cold at night. Jiang Hua carried a bucket of well water up and poured it into a wooden basin. Then she took the blanched chicken feet out of the pot and put them into the basin.
Then he took out the ice blocks that he had frozen in advance from his space. He had put two buckets of well water into the space and had the little white snake freeze them before he left today. He originally wanted to use the spiritual spring water from his space.
After being reminded by the little white snake, Jiang Hua decided to use the well water. The spiritual spring water was different from ordinary water, and it would cause unnecessary trouble if it attracted the attention of someone with ulterior motives.
While the chicken feet were soaking in ice water, Jiang Hua made the salt-baked chicken feet first. By the time she finished making the salt-baked chicken feet, the chicken feet in the wooden basin had been soaked for a while. The chicken feet that had been soaked in ice water had a more elastic texture.
Finally, Jiang Hua took the chicken feet out, put in the prepared ingredients, squeezed on some lemon juice, stirred it well, and then put it into her spatial storage.
The space has a preservation function, so I'll take it out tomorrow. The chicken feet will be perfectly seasoned by then. I also remind the little white snake not to steal any.
"Stepmother, are you ready?" Jiang Jingyi asked as he walked out from the inner room.
"That's about enough, you can go back to sleep now." Jiang Hua said as she tidied up the pots and pans she had used.
The next day, while they were cooking breakfast in the kitchen, a lot of people suddenly came to the yard. The people in the lead were Li Dahua and Village Chief Xu, as well as Xu Dagui's family. Many villagers also came over.
Jiang Hua glanced at the fenced yard and the gate that seemed to be just for show. She suggested that they demolish the house and rebuild it first, and then build a higher wall around it.
"Jiang Hua, do you know why everyone came to see you today?"
Seeing that Jiang Hua did not come forward to greet him, Xu Wanli could only ask.
"Is there something you need?" Jiang Hua glanced around at the people behind Xu Wanli, whose eyes were filled with hostility.
"Yesterday, Yan Yan saw you selling ginseng at Mingdetang." Xu Wanli started the conversation, and the crowd behind him began to argue noisily.
"And then?" Jiang Hua asked casually. Lin Shuyan and Zhou Yingxuan had also arrived.
When he met Zhou Yingxuan's gaze, it was still that unchanging look of disappointment towards her.
"Did you dig this ginseng from our Black Wind Mountain?" Li Dahua, with her husband's patience, directly and loudly questioned him.
It's clear that Xu Wanli tacitly approves of his wife's actions.
"So what if it was dug up in Black Wind Mountain?" Jiang Hua asked with a smile.
"That's good, then hand over the money from selling the ginseng. It belongs to the people of Xu Family Village," Li Dahua said, making a startling statement.
"You married Xiao Jiang, and Xiao Jiang isn't from Xujia Village, so you aren't either. You're not worthy of the money for selling your person. Hand it over now!"
The villagers who followed behind echoed her sentiments, as if they wouldn't give up until Jiang Hua handed over the silver.
"Does Village Chief Xu think so too?" Jiang Hua ignored Li Dahua and raised an eyebrow at Xu Wanli to ask.
“Jiang Hua, this is everyone’s idea. You just said that the ginseng was dug up from Black Wind Mountain, so naturally everyone present should have a share. You can’t be so selfish and keep it all for yourself.”
Xu Wanli glanced at the villagers of Xujia Village behind him and spoke.
"Are there any villagers here who are hunters? Does that mean that every villager in Xujia Village gets a share of the money they earn from their hunts?" Jiang Hua sneered.
"How is this possible? They must be desperate for money!"
As soon as Jiang Hua said this, some hunters objected and immediately retorted, "Why should we give away the prey that we worked so hard to hunt and risked our lives to get!"
"If this happens to you, you can call others desperate for money? What do you mean by that?" Jiang Hua asked with a smile.
For a moment, the crowd fell silent, but some were still unwilling to give up. After all, if they managed to get their hands on a ginseng root, they could get a share of the silver. They had heard that a single ginseng root could be sold for a lot of silver, and if every household in Xujia Village could get one, they could also get a considerable amount of silver.
“Cousin, you can’t say that.” Lin Shuyan’s voice rang out from the crowd.
"Then what do you suggest we say?" Jiang Hua countered.
"Cousin, you really can't keep this ginseng to yourself. You even secretly went to Mingdetang to sell it for money. If I hadn't seen it yesterday, were you planning to quietly embezzle the money from selling the ginseng?"
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