The Peasant Wife: The Prime Minister's Beloved

"You sit down and have a rest first, I'll serve you a bowl of soup." As soon as Xie Tianyi finished speaking, he stepped into the kitchen without waiting for Chen Xi to refuse, his movements were skillful and warm.

Soon, Xie Tianyi appeared in front of her with a bowl of steaming chicken soup. Chen Xi took the bowl, gently blew away the floating oil on it, and took a big sip. The soup was warm and delicious, which made people feel satisfied.

After finishing a bowl of chicken soup, Chen Xi sighed with satisfaction, and then began to process the big sheep, carefully mixing various spices to ensure that every bite of the barbecue was full of happiness.

Considering tonight's party, in addition to the two lively children from Mrs. Xiong's family, there are also Xiaoyang and Xiaochen's playmates, totaling about ten people, so a whole lamb feast should be just right.

After cooking the mutton that exuded an alluring aroma, Chen Xi turned his attention to the task of making the cake, and left the other delicacies to Xie Tianyi with confidence.

Carrying a basket filled with various tools and selected materials, she stepped into the sunny yard.

I unfolded the cake-making instructions in my hand and saw line after line of detailed steps, but unexpectedly, it clearly stated at the key point that an oven needed to be used.

This sudden problem made Chen Xi frown slightly. Even if he could exchange it from that space full of miracles, he couldn't easily explain the existence of this modern kitchen appliance to the villagers. So he cleverly chose the traditional steaming method, just like the steamed buns that the older generation often made.

She took out four eggs and slowly mixed in the snow-smooth flour and crystal clear sugar.

Then, he sprinkled in half a bag of high-quality yeast powder exchanged from the mysterious space.

During this interval, Chen Xi took out some fruit from the space again.

As for the cream, it all depends on a pair of skillful hands and a simple homemade milk frother.

When everything is ready, the originally compact dough has expanded into a shape full of holes.

Chen Xi stirred gently to release excess gas, then gently poured the batter into the round mold that had been prepared long ago, placed it on the large pot, and began to wait patiently for an hour.

While waiting for the cake to mature, Chen Xi suddenly remembered that there was one thing he had not done, and he immediately walked towards the village entrance.

Arriving at Carpenter Zhou's door, she knocked gently, but there was still no response after a few knocks. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, the door opened unexpectedly. Standing behind the door was a woman with a look of apology and surprise on her face.

Facing the woman's question, Chen Xi's apologetic eyes revealed sincerity: "Sorry, I disturbed you suddenly. I am Chen Xi, the mother of Xiaoyang and Xiaochen. Today is the birthday of my two little ones. I specially came to invite Xiaohua and Xiaoqiang to celebrate with me."

The woman suddenly understood after hearing this, and a smile bloomed on her face: "Oh, it turns out to be the children's birthday. I'm so sorry to have you make this special trip. I often hear them mention Xiaoyang and Xiaochen, but I didn't expect you to be their mother."

Chen Xi continued, "Xiao Chen emphasized last night that I must ask you to let Xiao Hua and Xiao Qiang attend. He was afraid that you would not agree, and he was very anxious."

The woman's smile deepened when she heard this: "Xiao Qiang and Xiao Hua told me last night. I just don't want to cause too much trouble for everyone. After all, the children don't quite understand these etiquettes yet."

Chen Xi waved his hands quickly, his words full of understanding and kindness: "Don't think so. It is more important than anything else for children to play happily together and build precious friendships. We adults should not mind these little things. Making them happy is the most important thing."

The woman nodded in agreement. "You are right. I will let the children pass. But it is really troublesome for you to make this trip in person."

Chen Xi smiled and said, "No, no, we are all from the same village, and it is only natural for us to help each other. It's decided, let them come to us directly later."

With a warm smile, Chen Xi gently waved to Xiaohua's mother, then turned around and walked briskly towards home.

When she stopped at the door of her house, a delicate and tempting sweet fragrance immediately slipped out from the gap in the kitchen and quietly lingered around her nose.

Xie Tianyi caught Chen Xi's figure entering the house with his sharp eyes, and almost ran to greet him.

"Look, I estimated that the time was about right, so I took the initiative to help you get the cake out. How's the result?"

"I just took it out now. This is the little surprise prepared for the children, the cake base." Chen Xi's response was brief and implicit, and he did not go into details.

Although Xie Tianyi was confused by this sudden plan, he knew that actions speak louder than words, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He was already prepared, the grill was set up steadily, the charcoal fire was crackling, hot and vigorous, just waiting for the return of the sheep and Chen Xi who were about to become the focus of the table.

The two of them worked together to place the fat lamb on the grill specially made by Xie Tianyi.

Coated with golden grease and turned over from time to time, every step seems so orderly.

At the same time, while the mutton was slowly emitting an enticing burnt aroma, Chen Xi had quietly switched to the cake decoration stage. While Chen Rong was leading Xiao Yang and Xiao Chen out for an adventure, she wanted to personally weave a warm surprise for them.

The cake is divided into two layers, with colorful fresh fruit pieces in the middle. Every bite promises a refreshing taste and summer sweetness.

The top layer is a layer of whipped cream as fine as snow carefully applied by Chen Xi. Every stroke of the cream reflects his love and pursuit of handicraft art.

The shape of the cake became more and more perfect, and Chen Xi couldn't help but feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Xie Tianyi on the side couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "Your craftsmanship is really amazing. I didn't expect you to have such a hidden skill. I really underestimated you."

Facing the praise, Chen Xi just smiled gently: "I have more skills than these, I will show them to you slowly in the future."

Applying butter may seem simple, but it actually requires a lot of patience and skills. The delicate balance between thickness and thinness can only be achieved with full concentration.

Chen Xi was immersed in this delicate process. After more than ten minutes, he finally completed this delicate work.

Then, she carefully arranged the fruits and wrote "Happy Birthday" on the cake with chocolate sauce.

Chen Xi felt a sense of accomplishment and carefully hid the cake.

On the other side, with each slow turn of the roasted lamb, the spices were evenly sprinkled like magic, filling the surrounding air with a mouth-watering aroma.

At this moment, Mrs. Xiong and her son also walked into the yard with smiles on their faces, holding freshly baked hot cakes in their hands.

"Mrs. Xiong, you are so polite to come visit me with your own delicious food." Chen Xi greeted her with a smile, his words full of gratitude.