Looking at her kind and gentle mother, Yao Guang blinked her big eyes and hesitated, feeling a little regretful.
I came to my second brother's house as a guest with my mother. I should be well-behaved and polite. Why did I get angry with my second brother?
The little girl quickly reviewed the situation in her mind and realized that it was because after her second brother left, she couldn't eat the delicious food he cooked, and she kept eating the food that her third brother cooked, which was still not very tasty no matter how he cooked it.
After arriving here and learning that all the delicious dishes on the table were made by my second brother, I started to feel uncomfortable. Then, I wanted to make things difficult for him. My God, is this what Mother meant by jealousy?
Thinking of all this, Yao Guang looked at her second brother with guilt, but saw that his expression was neither angry nor resentful. It was just like when she mischievously broke his spice jar, stole the cold dishes he had set out, or overturned the ingredients he had just dried. Even if he felt sorry for her, he could only feel helpless.
Yao Guang pursed her lips and looked around at the others sitting around the table. She found that neither her mother nor her master showed any signs of being angry.
Yao Guang felt even more guilty; they were all very smart and couldn't possibly have missed her intentions.
"Reporting to Grandmother, this delicious dried plum vegetable is one of the ingredients Second Brother mentioned, radish greens." Yao Guang finished speaking timidly, not daring to raise her head again. How did she turn bad?
Hong Xiaoduo and the others could easily see through the little girl's thoughts. Seeing her blushing face and her head almost buried under the table, they couldn't help but find it amusing.
“Grandmother, what my little sister said wasn’t complete. To be precise, the radish greens used to pickle and dry these preserved mustard greens were cut off by the villagers to feed the pigs.”
"We happened to be passing by and saw it. My grandson asked them to buy it, and they gave it to him for free," Tianxuan said.
Huh? Second brother, what are you doing? I've already realized my mistake, and I've corrected it and made amends immediately. Why are you doing this to me?
Although Yao Guang lowered her head in guilt, she had heard her second brother's words clearly and immediately looked up at him with a puzzled expression.
Tianxuan looked at her, picked up a very tempting chicken foot for her, placed it on the plate in front of her, and smiled, gesturing for her to eat.
Hong Xiaoduo and the others smiled knowingly at this scene; Tianxuan's subsequent reaction did not surprise them at all.
The Ye family was quite surprised when they heard Tianxuan say that the ingredients were cut up by the villagers to feed to the pigs. Food that was originally meant for pigs had ended up on their table and in front of them. Moreover, they had just eaten it and had to admit that it was indeed delicious.
This happened in the blink of an eye. Old Master Ye spoke first: "When I was young, I had a small gathering at my classmates' house. I ate pickled vegetables made from radish greens. They were soaked in well water, squeezed dry, chopped, and placed on a plate. They poured hot oil from a pan over them. It tasted so delicious."
Seeing how much we enjoyed our meal, my classmate said that steamed buns made with chopped fresh radish greens and minced meat, and vegetable pancakes were also delicious. It was just a pity it was winter, and there was nowhere to find them to make them for us to try.
After glancing at his father, Ye Ren'an continued, "No matter what the ingredients are, as long as they are cooked properly, their value and destination can be determined."
For villagers who don't know how to cook it, it's only good for feeding livestock. But if cooked like that, it would definitely be a signature dish in a fancy restaurant, attracting customers.
With his grandfather and father setting an example, Ye Liangxian eagerly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! If the imperial chefs in the palace could make this dish, it would be served before His Majesty..."
Ye Ren'an coughed lightly, giving his third son a warning look to stop him from continuing.
Wanting to get closer to Tianxuan and let him know the family's attitude is fine, but there should be a limit!
Why bring up the person on the dragon throne? Is it because they feel the whole family is now reunited, which is too heartwarming and perfect?
It wasn't that Ye Ren'an was timid or overly cautious; it was that he knew there were imperial spies everywhere, especially around him, a fourth-rank prefect.
Although that person's purpose was to monitor various places to prevent any unusual activities, corruption, or other important matters.
But what if the spy felt useless for not reporting anything important, so after hearing what the third brother said, he embellished it slightly? What would the person on the dragon throne think after reading that?
Will he feel that the emperor's authority has been insulted? And then he might make things difficult for you?
Ye Ren'an isn't afraid of being transferred to a harsh, cold place, but isn't it unfair that he's being unfairly treated because his child couldn't keep his mouth shut?
"Alright, eat it while it's hot. Don't let Tianxuan's cooking skills go to waste. This is the first time his older brother Wenliang has ever helped in the kitchen," Xia said with a smile.
As she spoke, the atmosphere in the dining hall, where people were enjoying the dishes, heated up once again.
After lunch, Hong Xiaoduo politely declined Tianxuan's family's invitation to stay at their residence for a few days. After staying at the Ye residence for about an hour, she left with Tianshu and the others.
"Second brother, Mother has already said that we will not leave until the matter of the moldy disaster relief grain is investigated. In that case, why don't you hurry up and teach me how to cook?"
"And those steamed buns, I've tried making them several times already. The dough rises perfectly, it's very fluffy and has lots of honeycomb inside, but they still turn out to be uncooked lumps of dough after steaming." Once outside the Ye residence, Tianji reluctantly pulled Tianxuan aside and pleaded softly.
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