After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

As the sun was setting, Yang returned home carrying a hoe. As she pushed open the gate, she saw that most of the yard was filled with black round objects. When she looked closer, she saw that these round objects had several holes running through them.

He Zhan came out of the woodshed with a bundle of firewood in his hands. Yang came forward and stopped him, pointing at the round things in front of him and asked, "What are these weird things?"

"It's honeycomb coal, which has similar uses to stone coal and firewood." While He Zhan was setting up a firewood in the yard, he told Yang about the uses and methods of making honeycomb coal that he had learned from Song Huiling today.

After hearing this, Yang was shocked: "How could Hui Ling have such a clever mind to come up with such a bizarre thing?"

Seeing He Zhan setting up a fire next to the honeycomb coal, she asked again: "Then what are you doing?"

"Light a fire and bake it to let the honeycomb coal dry quickly." After He Zhan built the fire, he lit the firewood with a fire starter.

Song Huiling heard the noise in the yard, poked his head out of the kitchen, and waved to Yang: "Mom, hurry up and tidy up, it's time to eat."

Yang's mouth curled up, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Hui Ling, what are you going to do with all these honeycomb coals?"

In Yang's opinion, the firewood cut from the mountains is enough for cooking, and anthracite is only bought for heating when the weather is cold. Although honeycomb coal sounds good, it seems to be not very practical and it costs money.

Song Huiling's eyes curved into two beautiful crescents: "I'll tell you in detail after dinner."

Yang responded, but she felt a little unhappy in her heart. It turned out that the daughter of an official family was ignorant of the sufferings of ordinary people and was just squandering money.

She took off the bag on her back, took out the water bag from it and hung it on the courtyard wall, then took out a pair of empty bowls and chopsticks to rinse them. In the past two days, she had brought a full bowl of leftovers with her when she went out. At noon, she would eat the leftovers with clean water, take a break, and then continue to work.

As soon as they finished cleaning up, Song Huiling called for dinner.

A family of three sat around a stone table in the yard, with a bowl of soup cake in front of each of them, which had just been taken out of the pot.

Yang picked up her chopsticks and asked in confusion before starting to eat: "Hui Ling, the New Year has been over for a long time, why did you suddenly think of making soup cakes?"

Tangba is a local specialty snack in Qianzhong, usually made during the Spring Festival to celebrate the New Year. It is similar to glutinous rice balls, but slightly different.

To make Tangba, you first need to knead the glutinous rice flour into dough, then pinch off a small ball, roll it into a round shape, and pinch it into a concave shape with your fingertips. Add the stuffing and pinch it into a dumpling shape. Those who are particular will also pinch a beautiful lace as the last step.

There are mainly two types of fillings: oil-rich and crispy. The oil-rich filling is made with pork fat after removing the skin. Add walnut kernels and peanuts while chopping with a kitchen knife. After adding walnut kernels and peanuts, slowly add white sugar and chop until completely mixed.

The crispy sesame filling is made by crushing fried sesame seeds, adding white sesame seeds, chopped walnuts and sugar and mixing them together. When you are ready to make the soup cakes, add some water and stir it into a dry paste. Use a pair of chopsticks to pick it up and wrap it in a small dough pinched into a concave shape.

Song Huiling raised her hand to Yang and chuckled, "Mother, try one first, and then tell me how it is different from the soup cakes you've had before."

Yang didn't know what her daughter-in-law was going to do. She paused, then picked up a soup cake and put it into her mouth. He Zhan followed suit and started eating.

Song Huiling was still waiting for feedback from the first wave of diners, but the two of them ate one after another in silence, finishing more than twenty soup cakes in one breath, and slurping up all the soup in their bowls before putting down their chopsticks and bowls.

"How is it?" Song Huiling knew the answer roughly in her heart, but she still looked at the two of them expectantly, waiting for their answers.

Yang was at a loss for words. He could not say anything else except that it was delicious.

He Zhan wiped the corners of his mouth gently and gave a fair evaluation: "The dough is elastic, glutinous and chewy, the oily filling is smooth, and it has a strong crispy aroma of walnuts and peanuts. The crispy filling is sweet but not greasy, and it feels refreshing when it slides down your throat."

Song Huiling raised the corners of his lips and looked at him eagerly: "Then what do you think, if you use it to set up a stall, how will the business be?"

"It will definitely be very prosperous, with a constant flow of customers." He Zhan replied subconsciously, and only after he finished speaking did he realize Song Huiling's intention. His face darkened and he immediately said seriously, "You have enough food and clothing at home, so don't even think about doing business!"

Song Huiling's smile froze on her lips: "Why can't I think about it? What law in Dayan prohibits women from doing business? Don't you think that if I go out to set up a stall, it will embarrass you, He Zongqi?"

She still needed 180 taels of silver just for the medicine, and He Zhan's monthly military salary was only two taels of silver. She wanted to ask He Zhan if he could advance the military salary for the next seven years or more?

But these words were too harsh to hear and too hurtful to her self-esteem, so Song Huiling restrained herself from saying them out loud.

"In short, it's just not possible." He Zhan frowned, his hawk-like eyes narrowed dangerously, and an irrefutable and terrifying chill emanated from his body.

To run the food business, one needs to get up early and work late. He didn't know how many days Song Huiling's delicate little body could hold on. Moreover, he had to be on duty in the city in March, during the spring ploughing season, and he couldn't help A Niang, let alone accompany Song Huiling to set up a stall and do business.

Song Huiling was afraid of He Zhan's identity as a villain, but that didn't mean she didn't have a temper. She slammed the table and said, "This is not up to you. If you don't allow me to go out and set up a stall, I will kill you with a knife today, and then end my own life."

Song Huiling was very afraid of death, so it was impossible for him to commit suicide. He was just talking nonsense in anger.

He Zhan raised one corner of his lips, revealing an evil smile. He didn't expect that his delicate wife would have such a fierce temper. She liked to threaten to commit suicide whenever she got angry, but now not only did she want to commit suicide, she even wanted him to die with her. He really wanted to see how she was going to kill him.

Song Huiling took a chopstick and pointed it at He Zhan as if it were a knife: "Don't laugh, I'm serious!"

She did this just to show her determination, but when she met He Zhan's dangerous black eyes, she still stuttered.

He Zhan suddenly grasped Song Huiling's slender wrist, and guided her to put the tip of the chopsticks against his Adam's apple. His eyes were dark and unclear, and he said with a half-smile: "Then let me see how serious you are?"

Song Huiling stared at her Adam's apple that slid gently under the tip of the chopsticks, and her hand suddenly trembled. Her chopsticks were definitely not faster than He Zhan's vicious hand. It was estimated that before she could stab He Zhan to death, this hand would be removed.

Yang was terrified, fearing that the two children would cause a death. She quickly pulled the two apart, stared at He Zhan, and scolded him, "Alright, didn't mother sell things before? There's nothing to be ashamed of. Hui Ling just wants to sell food. It just so happens that she has finished plowing the fields and has a few days of free time. Mother will accompany her!"

Yang didn't think this business would be successful. Others could make Tangba, and selling food was not as easy as her daughter-in-law thought. She just wanted to calm her down first and accompany her daughter-in-law to try it for two days. Once she knew the hardships involved, she would not bother with it anymore.