Speaking of the Northwest, I just remembered that the treasures that the people of the Northwest have been longing for are still in their own space.
Oh, it seems there's also Cheng Zhuo's family fortune. After they came back, Cheng Chao, on the grounds that they were often on missions and it was unsafe, secretly sent them to Jian Dan's place. They're still lying in the space now.
If you count it, she already has several treasures that she unexpectedly obtained in this space. Apart from the one below the cliff that she handed over to the military region, there was also the treasure she found right under the nose of the big wolf when she was looking for Lin Jianshe. The quantity was not small either, probably five or six times that of the Northwest one. Just think about how much the Northwest one had. No wonder it aroused people's envy, and they did not hesitate to frame her in order to get rid of Cheng Zhuo.
"elder sister?"
"Why,"
She didn't even realize it herself; she was lost in thought for quite a while, and Cheng Rui called her several times.
"Okay, let's go back and make dumplings. They can be frozen now, so let's make a lot and just boil them whenever we want to eat them."
In a few days, when my eldest brother or younger uncle comes over, I'll give them some. If they're going to the border, I can also bring some for my second uncle and aunt, so they can taste my cooking, okay?
This last point caught Cheng Rui's eye.
"Huh? Yeah, that works too."
With a clap of his hands, Cheng Rui instantly forgot his earlier unpleasantness. That's what children are like; their emotions come and go quickly. Having come to his senses, Cheng Rui slung his basket over his shoulder and ran home.
"Sister, I'm going to tell Xiao An the good news."
Jian Dan wanted to tell him to be careful with the jars in the basket, but after thinking about it, she didn't say anything. It was rare for him to be so carefree like a child, so she decided not to be a spoilsport.
As soon as Jian Dan entered the house, Cheng Rui had already quickly unpacked the basket, neatly arranged the cotton-padded jackets on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and soaked the pickled vegetables in a basin. Cheng An was already taking out his jar and pouring soybean paste into it.
Simply take off your cotton-padded coat,
"Xiao An, what are you doing here? Where's your brother?"
Xiao An's words were full of helplessness.
"He's like a madman. He came into the house yelling that he wanted to make dumplings. So, he asked me to empty the soy sauce jar while he went to the backyard to rummage for meat."
"Sis, what were you two talking about? There's no need to be in such a hurry to eat dumplings, is there? I've already made dinner."
Cheng An assumed his brother was craving dumplings and didn't think much of it.
The answer was brief and didn't go into much detail.
"Eat first, then we'll make dumplings. We can make some frozen dumplings so it's convenient whenever we want to eat them; we can just boil them."
Cheng Rui rushed in excitedly, then hooked the door shut with his foot. He was carrying a large basin containing several pieces of frozen meat, all standing upright and frozen solid.
"Sis, can you make more types of fillings?"
A quick glance revealed that the pork distributed by the village a few days ago—wild boar meat, venison, and mutton—hadn't been missed. This child, as if struck by lightning, has instantly become a thoughtful and filial son, always thinking of his parents when given the best things.
"Okay, as long as you're not afraid of getting tired, there's still cabbage, radishes, and dried mushrooms in the cellar. Hey? Xiao Rui, didn't you want some lard? Why didn't you bring that piece of lard back?"
Dried mushrooms were simply traded with the villagers, and almost every villager knew that Xiao Jian, a young intellectual, liked mushrooms, chestnuts, and pine nuts. She was also generous and easygoing, so they were willing to trade with her.
Chestnuts were the least of the mountain products we sold this time, but we had quite a lot of other mountain products in stock.
Cheng Rui slapped his forehead.
"Oh dear, I forgot,"
He snatched the enamel basin from Cheng An's hand and rushed out again.
"Hey? That's the basin I'm going to use to hold the sauerkraut,"
Cheng An was utterly speechless.
"Sis, why is he in such a hurry?"
"We've brought back so much meat, we have to do it one piece at a time, right?"
I can understand to some extent the burning passion in that child's heart right now, so I won't explain or dampen their enthusiasm.
"Then let him do all the meat-cutting work,"
"Yes, leave it all to him. It's not a big deal that it's snowing. This work can't be finished in one go, so why the rush?"
Despite his complaints, Cheng An didn't stop working; he had already scooped up the pickled cabbage and started chopping it.
"Sis, come inside and warm up, take a break. We can finish this little bit of work in no time, then you can mix the filling."
She's generous with the ingredients, and she has ready-made recipes in her space, which she doesn't keep secret and teaches to her children.
But perhaps there's some magic in simple hands; the same ingredients, when mixed by the two children, just didn't taste as fresh as when simply mixed by her. Even she herself joked that she had finally gained some value.
She didn't stand on ceremony with the child either.
"Alright, alright, that's about all I'm good for. I'll change my clothes and put them on the table first. We'll eat when your brother comes back."
"good."
Cheng Rui quickly returned with a basin of lard, washed and chopped it, and put it directly into the still-warm pot. Cheng An looked at his brother's expression and didn't know what to say.
The meat dishes and mutton soup at noon were served in large portions. Cheng An specially served a separate portion, knowing that his sister liked to eat refined grains. She had eaten flatbread at noon and would definitely want to change things up for dinner, so he specially steamed mixed rice for dinner.
Sure enough, upon seeing the rice, Jian Dan's eyes immediately lit up, and she showered it with praise.
"Xiao An, you know me so well! Oh, this stewed meat is only truly delicious with rice."
The young boy's earlobes immediately turned red from the praise.
"Sis, eat up!"
Cheng Rui joked from the side.
"Oh dear, Xiao An is shy."
The two children made a fuss for a while before calming down and eating.
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