She smiled and said to Song Chu: "Snake meat is a good tonic. I will stew it for you tonight."

"It just looks like there are a lot of them. It's still hot now and they can't be kept well. Should we sell the rest?" She thought for a moment and asked again.

Song Chu took her hand and said, "We won't sell the snake meat this time. We'll give some to our eldest uncle, second uncle, eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle."

"By the way, send some to Third Brother's house as well. There won't be much left after this."

"Why do we have to send it to so many houses? We can just pickle it and eat it." Before Tang Feng could say anything, Song Lao Er spoke up first, "It would be fine if we just give it to Lao Si to sell."

Song Chu rolled his eyes at him, "What do you know? They are usually very nice to us. Don't always think about taking advantage of us. Relationships can only last if they are mutual."

Her father has two older brothers. The family is not wealthy, but they will come to help when there is something going on, and the family is quite united.

Her mother would occasionally take advantage of the two families, but rarely return the favor. This couldn't go on, as the relationship would slowly fade.

Tang Feng originally felt a little sorry for the snake meat, but after hearing what Song Chu said, she felt it made sense. After all, it was caught from the mountain and she didn't have to pay for it, so she could let her daughter share it.

"That's right. Your uncle and aunts are very good to our family. We have to think of them when we have good things." She decided.

Song Laoer still felt distressed, but seeing that the two bullies in the family had made the decision, he had no right to refute.

Besides, there is still a lot of snake meat left, so we can have a few good meals.

"I'll take the snake meat to the cowshed to cook it tonight and bring it back for us to eat when it's done," said Song Chu.

Tang Feng looked at her in surprise, "Why do you want to take them to the cowshed? Did someone outside gossip about you catching snakes? I'll go and peel them."

Seeing his mother with her hands on her hips and about to go out to quarrel, Song Chu smiled and told him about his encounter with Zhao Di in the mountains and how he was the descendant of the imperial chef.

Of course, she also wanted her second brother to learn cooking.

After listening to this, Tang Feng frowned and said, "Little Bao, you're too close to them. If the villagers see you, they'll gossip about you."

Song Lao Er didn't want to learn cooking either, it was too tiring, he preferred to eat while lying down, "Yeah, little sister, don't be fooled, you can't have too much contact."

Song Chu knew the temperament of his family members. No matter what kind of truths he preached, they would definitely not listen.

So he changed his approach, "Mom, I heard from Gu Zhiqing that there are still generals or university professors who are in trouble now. If we provide them with warmth, they will definitely not forget this kindness."

"It's better to provide timely assistance than to add icing on the cake." She emphasized her tone.

Everyone in my family is a jerk. Their thinking circuits are different from those of normal people. It is impossible to expect them to learn well all at once. They have to change little by little.

When you gain more experience in the future, your horizons will naturally broaden, and you will no longer focus on such a small piece of land.

Therefore, they will only take the bait if you throw out benefits.

As expected, Tang Feng understood it immediately, but she was still a little uncertain and asked, "Can Gu Zhiqing's words be trusted?"

"Of course he's reliable. His family has a high-ranking official in Kyoto." Song Chu felt that it would be better to use Gu Yue to take the blame. After all, he was from Kyoto, and his temperament and demeanor didn't seem to be from an ordinary family.

In his memory, Old Man Gu was his grandfather, so his identity should not be simple.

Song Chu nodded: "We definitely can't have open contact, and we don't need to be too deliberate, anyway, just let them feel our family's kindness."

It's too much, and people are not blind and can't see it.

Tang Feng smiled and said, "That's true. My little treasure is really smart."

"Learn more from your sister. You just do nothing but fool around all day long. You are such a bunch of useless ungrateful people." Then he glared at his two sons who he disliked.

"..." Song Lao Er and Song Lao Si felt very aggrieved. If you want to praise your younger sister, just do it. Why are you scolding them? What does it have to do with them?

Song Chu agreed, "That's right, learn more from me in the future, so you don't have to do unpleasant things."

“……”Who did they offend?

"Second brother, the dishes cooked by our ancestral royal chef are simply incomparable to the food in the state-owned restaurants in the county. Don't you want to try it?" Song Chu looked at Song Lao Er and asked again.

Song Lao Er swallowed his saliva and said, "Of course I want to eat."

"But it belongs to someone else after all. You can't eat it often even if you want to. Wouldn't it be better if you learn cooking skills and cook it yourself when you want to eat it in the future?" Song Chu began to set a trap.

Song Lao Er rolled his eyes and said, "Little sister, do you think I'm stupid? Even if I learn it, I won't be the one cooking at home."

Song Chu found that this guy was indeed cunning and not so easy to fool, but she had a trick up her sleeve, "As long as you learn cooking skills, you will be allowed to cook our meals in the future, and you can do whatever you want with them."

If you want to master the cooking skills of a master chef, it is necessary to prepare the ingredients in the early stage. You can only gain if you give.

After hearing this, Song Lao Er couldn't help but feel tempted, mainly because if he could cook for himself, he could eat secretly.

"It's not up to you to decide." He glanced at his mother who was watching him eagerly.

Song Chu acted coquettishly towards Tang Feng, "Mom, let my second brother take care of the kitchen from now on. You worry about this family all day long, and you have to cook after work. It's so hard. You should have a good rest."

"Mom knows you are filial, but handing over your kitchen to your second brother is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth, isn't that?" Tang Feng was moved but hesitant.

"Mom, this is just because I'm poor. I have a way to make money. Once it's implemented, our family will get better and better. It doesn't matter if the kitchen is a little wasteful."

Song Chu shook her, "I just feel sorry for you. Second brother is usually the laziest at home, so it's time for him to share more housework for you."

"..." Song Laoer's eyes were opened. Not only did he discover that his sister's methods of coaxing his mother were getting more and more sophisticated, he also felt that his sister's ability to tell lies with open eyes had improved. It was obvious that she was the laziest one in the family who did nothing, but now he was being blamed.

Tang Feng was so fooled by Song Chu that she gave in. She glared at Song Lao Er and said, "Okay, I'll give you a chance to run the kitchen. If you dare mess around, I'll beat you to death."

Song Lao Er said with a cheeky smile: "Then you must not waste things carelessly, so just put your mind at ease."

He was reluctant to waste food, and at most he would sneak a little bit of it every time he cooked.

When he thought about having an affair in the future, he started to like Song Chu, his tigress sister, much more.

(End of this chapter)