Jiang Kexin understood his anxious mood.
"My mother loves me, and you love your young master. We have different starting points, so we look at the problem differently. We both want each other to be well, so we just need to understand each other."
After letting her say a few words, Xiao Wu felt a little embarrassed. He could only respectfully send her to the carriage and asked the coachman to make sure to take Jiang Kexin home safely.
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A few days after Ke Xin met Liu Feiyang, she hadn't heard any news about him. Instead, the restaurant remained the same as before.
In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed since the pickling of sauerkraut, and the weather has become colder, and the first snow has fallen from the sky.
Ke Xin reached out and touched the falling snowflakes, smiling softly: "No goose can survive the winter. Today we will have goose stewed with pickled cabbage."
Speaking of sauerkraut, the happiest person is Ge Shuzhen. It has been pickled for a month and a half, and now it can finally be eaten. She can finally feel relieved.
"Oh, there's a layer of white foam floating in the big vat of cabbage, and it smells like something fishy. I told your father a few days ago that the cabbage was rotten. If your father hadn't stopped me, I would have thrown it away for you."
Ke Xin was horrified when she heard this: "Mom, that's not bad, it smells like fermentation. If you throw it away, it's like throwing money away, and you're still accusing me of being a spendthrift."
Look, isn't he even more wasteful than me? Throwing away three thousand kilograms of cabbage would cost a lot of money. This is all thanks to my dad's cleverness.
"It's just said that it's edible. I haven't eaten it in a month. Please make it quickly so that we old people can feel at ease."
As long as it is edible and not wasted, they will make it even if it stinks.
At noon, Brother Hui returned home and caught two large male geese weighing seven or eight kilograms. After killing them, Ke Xin stared at Brother Hui and instructed him, "Keep the feathers. They make the warmest gloves and insoles."
Jiang Hui: "...Didn't you collect some duck feathers a few days ago? How come this is warmer than duck feathers?"
"That's right. When you have enough money, I'll let my sister-in-law make it for you. You'll know it when you bring it with you."
Jiang Hui was obedient. He packed up the plucked hairs and placed them in the simple room for pickling sauerkraut. He took out a piece of sauerkraut from the big jar. It felt sticky and soft in his hand, and a sour smell rushed into his nose.
Only after walking out of the shack did Jiang Hui dare to take a deep breath. For the first time, he began to doubt whether sauerkraut was really as delicious as Ke Xin said!
In the kitchen, Kexin taught her mother how to cook a big goose. Ge Shuzhen waved the big spoon obediently. The sizzling sound of the goose meat when it was put into the pot, accompanied by the aroma of the added seasonings, was enough to make people salivate.
Half an hour later, two large pots of goose stewed with sauerkraut were placed in the main room, with rice as the staple food. After Jiang Wuli took the first bite, the rest of the people started to pick up their chopsticks.
But everyone was eating goose meat. As for the sauerkraut, everyone just looked at it and didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks. They were not stupid. They would not eat meat and would rather eat something bad.
On the other hand, when Ke Xin took a bite of sauerkraut, her mouth made a crunching sound and a light sour taste filled her mouth, which was very appetizing.
"It's delicious. Both the sauerkraut and the goose are delicious. If you don't believe me, try it."
Seeing Ke Xin eating the sauerkraut with big mouthfuls and the look of enjoyment on her face made everyone's heart moved. Jiang Wuli picked up a piece with chopsticks and tasted it. It was sour and crispy. Although it was made of cabbage, it tasted different from cabbage.
"Well, it's good, it's quite appetizing, you guys should try it too."
Since a grandfather of such an old age can eat it, these young people are even more daring to pick up their chopsticks. Once they start eating, they can’t stop. It’s crispy and tastes better than cabbage.
Everyone in the house was eating happily when a group of people broke in from outside. They were all wearing armor and crimson clothes, and they also had swords on their waists.
Walking in the middle of the group of guards was a white-faced, beardless man wearing a hat. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned the dilapidated courtyard.
Holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand, he stood still and shouted into the house.
"Anjia Village, Jiang Kexin receives the order."
Everyone in the room paused as they ate. Everyone looked at each other. What the hell? An imperial decree?
Jiang Zhong was a little stunned: "Why, the opera troupe from the teahouse in town came to our house?"
Jiang Wuli glared at Jiang Zhong: "Shut up and go out and see what's going on."
Under his leadership, all the young and old in the Jiang family followed him out. The yard, which was not big to begin with, seemed even smaller with the addition of their family of twenty people.
Jiang Wuli didn't know the man in front of him who spoke so arrogantly, but he knew the mayor next to him.
The townspeople at that time were waving their hands at him anxiously: "This is an imperial decree, kneel down and receive it, quickly."
Eunuch Cao, who read the imperial edict, glanced at the Jiang family and others. These country people had no idea about the rules of setting up an incense table when receiving an imperial edict, but he didn't explain it. After all, getting business done was more important.
Jiang Wuli waved to the Jiang family members behind him, and they all knelt down in a group. They didn't know what to say, so they just lowered their heads and waited for the people in front to speak.
Eunuch Cao glanced at the people kneeling below. There were only a few female relatives among them. Excluding the old ones with their hair tied up like women, there were only two little girls.
He frowned slightly, stared at the tops of their heads, and said, "Jiang Kexin, come forward and receive the order."
Jiang Kexin, who was named, looked up, glanced at him, moved her knees forward a few times, and knelt at the front: "I, Jiang Kexin, accept the order."
She was calm and composed. If Eunuch Cao had not seen surprise and confusion in her eyes, he would have suspected that she was a peasant girl who knew nothing about it.
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