The next day, when Liu Shuning woke up, she was the only one left in the bed.
Looking at the blue and purple marks all over her body, she wished she could bite that dead man Lu Fengnian to death.
As expected, an old man who had been holding back for more than 20 years should not be messed with. Last night she just wanted to try the feeling of being on top, but in the end she was severely beaten up by him.
Now her body felt like it had been run over by a car and she was in pain all over.
Now that she is the only one left at home, she can enter the space at any time without worrying about being discovered.
After taking a comfortable bath in the space, she felt alive again.
After filling her stomach with a bowl of Lanzhou ramen in the space, she finally had the energy to think about what to do today.
The weather has been too cold recently, and everyone is staying at home for the winter. Not many people are moving around in the family compound.
She suddenly wanted to make some wontons for breakfast and wondered if Aunt Yang could make them.
Why don’t you ask Aunt Yang?
Liu Shuning put on a thick cotton coat and wrapped a scarf tightly around him. Then he took the pork and flour he had taken out of the space and knocked on the door of the next door.
"Who is it?"
Aunt Yang's voice was heard from inside the room, and after a while the door was opened.
Aunt Yang saw that the person coming was Liu Shuning, so she enthusiastically pulled her into the house. "Girl, what are you doing here on such a cold day?"
Liu Shuning felt a little embarrassed. Wasn't it a bit inappropriate for her to do this? "Auntie, I suddenly want to eat wontons, but I don't know how to make them. Can you?"
"It's not that difficult. I'll teach you. Come on, let's go to your house to make wontons." Aunt Yang saw the pork and flour in Liu Shuning's basket and quickly pulled her out. If that brat Sanjun saw it later, he would start to make a fuss about eating meat again.
"Ah? Isn't it at your house?"
"It's up to you to take care of the dumplings. I have a few greedy kids at home. They're going to make trouble for me again if they want some meat."
"Okay, then you can have dinner at my house tonight and I'll cook for you." Liu Shuning wanted to eat the cured mutton that he didn't give away last time, so he could have cured mutton hotpot tonight.
"Okay, I heard that you guys in Shanghai always put sugar in all dishes, right? I also want to try what dishes with sugar taste like." Aunt Yang saw that Liu Shuning really wanted to treat her to a meal, so she didn't refuse. To be honest, she was really curious whether dishes with sugar were tasty.
Liu Shuning smiled awkwardly at Aunt Yang. She couldn't say that she was a fake Shanghainese and couldn't cook any Shanghainese food!
"I don't like eating sugar, and I don't put sugar in my cooking. My mother is from Guangdong, and I prefer Cantonese food. I'll make white-cut chicken for you to try during the Chinese New Year."
"Boiled chicken? Do you want to eat it?" Aunt Yang is a native of Northeast China. She has never heard of the dish of boiled chicken.
"Boiled chicken is a famous dish in Guangdong. Guangdong people always cook boiled chicken when entertaining guests during Chinese New Year and other festivals. Guangdong people also like to make soups, which are made with various medicinal herbs. They are nutritious and delicious."
"Aren't medicinal herbs used to cure diseases? Can they be used to make soup?" Aunt Yang was really surprised. She never thought that medicinal herbs could be used to make soup.
"Of course, like ginseng, astragalus, codonopsis, angelica, polygonatum, red dates, wolfberry, yam, etc." When talking about various soup ingredients, Liu Shuning knew them all and talked endlessly.
"With so many medicinal ingredients in there, are you sure it's a soup and not medicine?" Aunt Yang found it unbelievable when she heard it. She had never thought that soup could be cooked like this.
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