The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

However, so far, the process of this dish has just begun.

Duan Qingqiu poured a lot of water to cover the pig's trotters, then put in the soaked soybeans and some seasonings collected along the way, such as star anise, grass fruits, etc. Although they were shriveled, the flavor was still there. It is essential to add fragrance and remove fishy smell.

Bring to a boil over high heat, transfer to an earthenware jar, and continue to simmer slowly on a small stove.

This process is really painful.

Half an hour later, the overflowing aroma became stronger and stronger, making it even more appetizing than the last time I cooked braised pork.

"Sister, can you eat it?" Xiaodong stood by the stove, looking eagerly.

Xiao Hui stayed with his little master, chewing a few mouthfuls of grass from time to time. His eyes were blank, as if he didn't understand what was so delicious about the things in the pot. Could it be better than the tender grass in his own mouth? Want something sweet?

Duan Qingqiu poked it with chopsticks, nodded and said: "It's almost ready, get ready to eat."

"great!"

Xiaodong cheered and went to the main room to set out the dishes.

Duan Qingqiu put out the fire on the small stove, bent down to pick up the little gray rabbit, and was about to carry it to the nest. At this time, two weak calls came from outside.

"Xiaoqiu, girl Qiu."

She straightened up and looked around, seeing half a familiar face standing outside the fence.

It's the fourth aunt.

According to the memory of the original owner, Feng was the one who treated her and her younger siblings the best among all her relatives.

When we first separated, we helped her a few times behind the scenes, including brown rice, coarse flour, and some clothes that she couldn't wear. They might not be worth a lot of money, but they were still considered to be their best wishes.

Later, I don't know whether it was because of the birth of a boy, the tight life at home, or some other reason, but there were fewer and fewer contacts. The time when I persuaded her to marry into the Liu family, she did come, but she always stood behind and looked down. He kept his eyes open and didn't say much.

As for the day of her wedding, it was just a set-up. Naturally, she didn't invite the other party, and the other party didn't show up.

After all, we haven't seen each other for almost two months.

"Fourth Aunt, it's so late, you came here alone?"

Duan Qingqiu turned sideways and invited the woman to enter the courtyard gate, but did not lead her to sit in the room.

In fact, there is nothing shady about doing business, but she doesn't want to make it too public until she has a firm foothold.

Fortunately, Mrs. Feng didn't care. Her eyes wandered left and right for a while, then she came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Isn't this... I haven't been here for a few days. It just so happened that this year's pickles were quite successful, so I got a share. Come here with the jar and let you have a taste."

Duan Qingqiu took it and saw that it was the kind of assorted pickles, including dried radish, cucumbers, pickles and everything. It smelled salty, and it was a convenient and good meal.

"Thank you, Fourth Aunt."

This thank you is sincere. However, if the original owner was incapable before, let it go. Now that he has enough food and clothing, how can he still blindly accept the kindness of others.

"Auntie, please wait a moment."

She returned to the kitchen, dug out a small vat, and poured the remaining soybeans into the soup base.

I picked up six more eggs, plus a handful of dates.

A small basket is held in the hand, and it looks very full.

"The soybeans have just been stewed. I don't know if they taste good or not. My aunt took them back and gave them to my uncle and Alan to try."

Although Ms. Feng didn't ask, the fragrance that filled the yard was obvious. Instead of leaving it to the other party's imagination, it would be better to just tell the truth and go along with the flow as a favor.

"Oh, this, this is so embarrassing..."

Feng did not refuse much because it was too tempting. It was said to be soybeans with soy sauce, but it smelled like meat.

Since the beginning of winter, their family has not eaten much meat. When they go back, they will eat steamed buns as a tooth festival, which is wonderful to think about.

After a few more pleasantries, the woman carried a small basket and hurried home happily.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Mrs. Yu sitting on a bench in the main room, with a sullen face, and she didn't know how long she had been waiting.

Subconsciously, he hid the small basket straight behind his back.

"Hey, it looks like we caught something good!"

"No, no...just some soybeans."

Mrs. Yu glanced at it, but didn't say much for the time being. She just said: "How is the matter that I asked you to inquire about?"

"That is indeed a vat, and there are words written on the outside, but I... don't recognize it." Seeing that her sister-in-law's eyes became fierce, Feng said hurriedly, "But there is also a painting. I saw that painting. It’s a pear.”

"Pear..." Mrs. Yu murmured, becoming more and more sure in her heart, "It seems that after the girl couldn't survive in the village, she really went out to sell them."

"It's not easy for Xiaoqiu and the others. Now that we have a family and have found a way to make a living, let's..."

"Isn't it easy?" Ms. Yu sneered, "Have you forgotten when the old man was still alive? Have you forgotten how partial he was to the second son's family? He was only taught Duan Jingfeng's ancestral skills, and the big tile-roofed house was also given to him. They live together as a family, and the rest of us eat rice bran, and his family cooks a small stove in private every day. Look at that Qingqiu, how fat have you become before? You didn’t just grow up eating!"

Feng Shi squirmed and said nothing.

In fact, she felt it was okay. When her second uncle was here, her family hardly had to worry about making ends meet.

As for running a small stove, after all, people earn more and pay more, so it is understandable to reward their wives and daughters if they rarely do it, not to mention that it is allowed by the old man...

Mrs. Yu didn't think so, and she became very angry when she mentioned this: "If the old man hadn't died early, do you think we would still be able to share things later? We probably wouldn't get a penny, and we would be kicked out naked! Don't forget, The fact that you can live in such a house now, and that your whole family can have enough food and clothing, is all because of me..."

Suddenly, her voice stopped and she moved her nose: "What does it smell like..."

Sniffing and sniffing, I smelled it on the small urn.

"open to take a look."

"This, this is soybeans..."

"I'll let you open it!"

As soon as the lid is opened, the aroma comes out.

Mrs. Yu looked at her sister-in-law's reluctant eyes, took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up one and put it into her mouth.

The soybeans have soaked up the soup, making them soft, waxy, salty and delicious.

Yu picked up another piece, and the more she chewed, the darker her face became.

"Duan Qingqiu told you, these are soybeans?"

"yes……"

With a snap, she put down her chopsticks and gritted her teeth: "This is clearly the taste of broth!"

"what?"

"She cooked soybean stew and only gave you a small jar of leftover soybeans, but you are still here full of joy. You sympathize with her and pity her, but Duan Qingqiu, does she really regard you as an elder? Find out for yourself After getting rich and living a good life secretly behind closed doors, have you ever thought about being filial to us?!"

This roar made Feng's mind confused, and she felt vaguely uncomfortable in her heart.

"Okay, I'm going back first. You can sort it out in your own mind. Don't be fooled by a yellow-haired girl all day long!"

Mrs. Yu stood up and walked away, not forgetting the two eggs and a handful of dates in the basket.