With nothing to do, Zhao Qingyan began to think about how to improve her life.
He arranged for 4-year-old Zhao Dabao to look after 2-year-old Zhao Daya, while he himself wandered into the kitchen.
The original owner of this body never went into the kitchen. When she was a child, she couldn't control her strength and would often crush the bowls. The Zhao family's kitchen was her forbidden zone.
Therefore, the original owner of this body did not know how to cook.
I walked around the kitchen and found half a jar of lard, which is about half a year's supply for the family.
There was also more than half a jar of coarse salt, probably about three pounds.
There were no other seasonings.
As for the grain and eggs, they were all locked in Grandma Huang's room.
For daily cooking, Grandma would take out a certain amount of grain, and then the daughters-in-law would cook it.
Anyone who gets the chance to collect grain on their own once or twice is considered to have a lot of face in the Zhao family.
As for the original owner of this body, she does have the key to her grandmother's room.
But this girl was like a blockhead; ever since they moved to the west wing, she had never taken the key to open the door and enter her grandmother's room without permission.
Previously, Ma had tried to persuade the original owner to steal grain from her mother-in-law's room and bring it back to her parents' home, but the original owner dismissed her as if she were an idiot.
Mrs. Ma was so angry that her heart ached.
The original owner also threatened Ma, saying that if she dared to have any more thoughts of stealing, she would tell her grandmother.
After several encounters, Mrs. Ma knew exactly what kind of temper her daughter had.
That means they're completely unyielding, so I wouldn't dare try anything again.
Of course, Zhao Qingyan would not dare to enter Huang's room without permission now.
But it was really boring not to do anything, so I glanced around and my attention was drawn to the salt shaker.
Thinking about the indescribable bitterness in the dish, I decided to purify the coarse salt.
She first went out and locked the gate to the yard, then took a piece of sponge cake from her spatial storage for each of the two little ones to play with, before going into the kitchen to begin her purification work.
Find a suitable gauze in the space and a clean wooden basin in the kitchen.
Pour all the salt from the salt shaker into the basin, then add water.
Stir with a spoon to help the salt particles dissolve more quickly.
After all the salt particles have dissolved, cover one side of the wooden basin with gauze and begin pouring the brine into the pot.
To avoid waste, the gauze was put back into the basin, washed with water, and then another clean piece of gauze was taken out and filtered again.
Looking at the dirt on the gauze, Zhao Qingyan was certain that her filtration was effective.
Light the fire to boil the salt water.
If you don't know how to use a flint, a lighter is much more convenient.
After lighting the fire, even though I had never used an earthen stove in my previous life, I knew that you couldn't put too much firewood in an earthen stove at once.
The fire was successfully lit.
After gradually figuring out the rules of burning firewood, he added a few pieces of wood that couldn't be burned to the stove and then stopped paying attention to it.
I started stirring the aqueous solution in the pot continuously with a spoon.
I kept stirring like that, and just when my hands felt like they were about to give out, crystals finally appeared in the pot.
No more firewood needed to be added to the stove; the residual fire was used to slowly dry the solution in the pot, and what came out was pure white crystal salt.
It was almost noon when my eldest sister-in-law, Liu Xiaohua, had to come back to cook lunch.
She could see smoke billowing from the chimney of her house from a great distance, which terrified her.
There's only my husband's younger sister and two children at home. The chimney is smoking, so it must have been her doing it.
The thought of Zhao Qingyan breaking the bowl with her bare hands made Liu Xiaohua quicken her pace.
They were afraid that if they got back late, the whole family would have to eat lunch together.
When they arrived at the gate, they couldn't open it.
"Third sister, open the door, it's me, eldest sister-in-law."
Hearing his mother's voice, Zhao Dabao happily responded and ran to the kitchen to find his aunt.
Just then, the salt in the pot had completely crystallized, and all that was left was to scoop it out and put it into a jar.
As soon as the door opened, Liu Xiaohua saw her sister-in-law covered in sweat. Before Zhao Qingyan could even greet her, Liu Xiaohua spoke up.
"Third sister, I see smoke coming from our chimney. Are you boiling water in the kitchen?"
I asked cautiously, afraid of hearing an answer she didn't want to hear.
Zhao Qingyan didn't notice the cautiousness in Liu's tone; at that moment, she was in the midst of her excitement about proposing crystal salt.
"Hmm, I didn't boil any water. I've been doing some chores, come in and take a look."
"Third sister, what's in this pot? Can you pinch me?"
When Liu saw the snow-white salt in the pot, she felt like she was dreaming.
This is the first time I've ever seen such white salt in my life.
"Pfft... Sister-in-law, stop joking."
I won't pinch you. You know how strong I am. If I pinch you until you bruise, my older cousin will come after me.
We'll use this salt for lunch. See if it tastes better than the previous dishes.
Zhao Qingyan said with a smile.
At this moment, Liu Xiaohua didn't know how to express her admiration for her sister-in-law, so she finally gave her a thumbs up.
"Third sister, you are this one."
My sister-in-law is truly impressed. If you can do this, what can't you do?
Zhao Qingyan smiled shyly.
"Hehehe, coincidentally, there are many things I don't know."
For example, I can't cook or sew.
“Those are nothing compared to what Third Sister is capable of. She’s destined for great things,” Liu Xiaohua praised sincerely.
Zhao Qingyan...
Thanks to the crystal salt, Liu Xiaohua put all her skills into preparing lunch.
I stewed the big bones that my aunt bought in the morning into soup, and then chopped up three pounds of lean meat and stewed a pot of green beans.
With Zhao Qingyan's support, a spoonful of lard was also added to the stir-fried cabbage.
Normally, Liu Xiaohua wouldn't dare to be so extravagant when cooking.
But today is different. With her third sister's support, Grandma definitely won't scold her.
Although Liu Xiaohua also felt sorry for the meat and oil, her third sister said, "If we don't eat well, where will we get the strength to work?"
If you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass.
When lunch was served, the adults' eyes lit up, and the younger children cheered excitedly.
Huang's expression turned sour.
Zhao Qingyan quickly began to comfort and reassure them.
"Grandma, everyone's been busy harvesting crops lately, so I took the liberty of having my sister-in-law cook all the meat."
"You need to eat well to have the energy to work, right?"
After saying that, he leaned close to Huang's ear and whispered something.
"Grandma, I'll show you something good later, a surprise!"
Because of Zhao Qingyan's mischief, Huang Shi miraculously extinguished the flames.
During this meal, not a single member of the family had time to gossip.
My second aunt has the sharpest tongue; she asked me questions while drinking water after the meal.
"My dear niece-in-law, how did you make the dishes today? They taste much better than usual."
Liu Xiaohua immediately began to boast about her third sister's great achievements.
The whole family rushed into the kitchen.
Huang took the lead, opened the salt jar, and was stunned by what he saw.
He scooped out a spoonful of salt, examined it carefully, and finally couldn't resist picking up a small piece and putting it in his mouth.
Zhao Qingyan's throat bobbed, afraid that the old lady would choke on the food.
The others' throats were bobbing, definitely because of nervousness.
Even the best salt sold in the grocery store isn't this white.
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