Therefore, this path cannot be opened.
Aunt Wu sighed in relief.
Shuiqing's decision was good. She couldn't drive her mother-in-law away, but she could drive Fan Qian's family away. No one in the village would say anything if they were driven away, and even if word got out, it wouldn't damage Fan Jin's reputation as a scholar.
The reason why the herbal medicine shop wouldn't open the door to Sister-in-law Fan was because of the people working there. They believed that unauthorized people shouldn't be allowed to enter when processing medicinal herbs. It was their idea and had nothing to do with the owner!
She agreed, but then added worriedly, "Shuiqing, I'm afraid your mother-in-law will come looking for you and make a scene later. You should go hide in the village for a while." At least it will be quieter.
Shui Qing nodded, "I'll go to the old village chief's house. You can find me there if you need anything."
Our family is indeed different now than before. When we separated from the family, we were poor and miserable. My mother-in-law and brother-in-law's family were better off than us. They were like people with nothing to lose. But now the situation has been reversed, and the old trick is no longer suitable.
Let's avoid it if possible, give it a cold shoulder, and wait until the herbal medicine shop closes down. After a few fruitless attempts to cause trouble, things will eventually quiet down, but I don't know if they'll really calm down... Sigh, Fan Jin was truly a good man, how did he end up with such a mother...?
The old village chief's courtyard was bustling with noise and excitement.
In the cold winter month, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Wang Guifen's forehead as she worked busily.
Upon seeing Shuiqing approaching, he rushed over as if grasping at a lifeline, saying urgently, "Shuiqing, you've finally arrived! I was just about to look for you!"
The menu for tomorrow has finally been finalized. Do you have any suggestions for changes?
Shui Qingqing smiled gently: "Don't rush, speak slowly."
Wang Guifen was genuinely nervous. She took a few deep breaths and blurted out, "I ordered a whole pig from you. The fat will be used to stew radishes, some of the lean meat will be stir-fried with pickled peppers, and some will be stir-fried with shredded winter bamboo shoots. We'll also simmer several large pots of bone broth with big bones, and serve it with brown rice. That's our lunch."
In the evening, we'll make two toppings for noodles: stir-fried cabbage with pork cracklings and stir-fried chives and eggs with pork lard. The broth will still be made with pork bones. The noodles will be three parts wheat flour and seven parts corn flour. Is that alright?
A pig weighs over 200 jin (approximately 100 kg), and there are over 400 people in the village. It's difficult to divide the offal and ribs among everyone. Fortunately, Shuiqing said that her family loves to eat them, so tomorrow they will only sell pork. They don't need to buy the offal, trotters, or ribs; she can keep them for herself.
They even told her to keep the big bones, saying that there was no need to divide them, just to make soup. Once they were infused with the flavor of meat, they would be considered meaty. Adding some green vegetables and scallions would make for a warm and comforting bowl of soup in winter.
She originally wanted to make dumplings, but Shuiqing said that few people in the village eat them, and even fewer know how to make them. If they are not cooked properly, they will break and turn into a pot of mush soup, which will be tasteless. Rolling out noodles is also a skill, so she simply made the safest option, dough balls, which would taste just as good with toppings.
Since everyone eats black flour and vegetable porridge at home every day, there's no need to prepare village feasts with these readily available home-cooked foods. Instead, focus on meat and eggs.
The women who came to help with the work were speechless for a long time after they learned what the dishes were.
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