Wen Yan drank the porridge, but Jiang Zhou insisted that he should lie down for a while.
Jiang Zhou sat beside the bed, warming himself by the fire, and discussed the preparations for the 100-day banquet with Wen Yan.
âHave you finalized the guest list for the banquet?â
âIâve invited Uncle Yu, Lu Dalang, and Aunt Lu. What about your side?â
After some thought, Wen Yan replied, âMy mother invited my eldest aunt and uncleâs family. As for the others, theyâre just close friends.â
Jiang Zhou checked the number of guests and considered the banquet arrangements. âHow will you prepare for the banquet? Will you cook it yourself or hire a master chef?â
He knew that some villages had master chefs who often catered for various events.
Wen Yan thought for a moment and said, âMy parents initially planned to hire a master chef, but I heard theyâre currently unavailable. So, we might have to do it ourselves.â@@novelbin@@
Jiang Zhouâs eyes brightened. âThatâs good.â
Wen Yan was puzzled. âWhatâs good?â
Jiang Zhou grinned. âDonât bother your parents. Iâll prepare the banquet.â
Wen Yan was surprised. He had faith in his husband, but hosting an entire banquet was a significant task, and he wasnât sure if Jiang Zhou could handle it.
Seeing Wen Yanâs skeptical expression, Jiang Zhou confidently declared, âJust wait!â
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On the 100th day of the lunar month, the weather was kind. The rain and light snow from the previous days had ceased, leaving a muddy landscape. Jiang Zhou brought Wen Yan to his parentsâ home early and, after some persuasion, gained the right to host the banquet. The condition was that Wen Yan would watch from the side.
With his wife watching, Jiang Zhou saw this as an excellent opportunity to showcase his culinary talents and eagerly agreed.
Not many guests attended, all of them familiar faces. Jiang Zhou first welcomed the guests as they arrived.
Wen Yanâs eldest aunt still carried her intimidating demeanor. When she learned that Xiao Yiâs 100-day banquet was hosted at the Wen family, her eyes were filled with disdain. She didnât voice her disapproval openly, but her thoughts were apparent in her gaze.
However, Jiang Zhou, following his newfound Buddhist principles, wasnât easily provoked. As long as peopleâs remarks didnât infringe upon his principles or beliefs, he paid them little mind. He cordially welcomed the guests without a second thought.
After all the guests had arrived, Jiang Zhou headed to the kitchen to prepare the food. Wen Yan chose to stay with the guests, but he couldnât help but feel restless, continually thinking about Jiang Zhou.
His eldest aunt noticed Wen Yanâs preoccupation and remarked in a mocking tone, âLook at you, lost in your own thoughts. What are you daydreaming about? Donât you know what you are doing?â
This particular aunt had always been against Wen Yan marrying Jiang Zhou, and her harsh words persisted even after all this time. She used to taunt Jiang Zhou and Wen Yan relentlessly, and while her behavior remained consistent, Wen Yan no longer took her words to heart.
Despite the discouraging comments, Wen Yanâs parents disliked her harshness, especially towards Wen Yan. They thought it was inconsiderate and harsh. Uncle Yu and the others present also felt that family matters should not be subjected to outside interference, so they remained silent.
Wen Yanâs uncle, who had played a role as wooden stake, sat silently, further contributing to the tension. The room was filled with nothing but the relentless chatter of the eldest aunt and the occasional cries of the baby.
As time passed, Wen Yanâs eldest aunt realized that her words were no longer welcome, and she eventually fell silent.
Once she stopped talking, the conversation in the room resumed. Uncle Yu, Lu Dalang, and Lu Xiangxi primarily discussed Jiang Zhouâs business, and this was when the eldest aunt learned that Jiang Zhouâs business began with sponge cakes.
She felt somewhat embarrassed, having previously heard about famous Jiang Daâs sponge cakes but not grasping their value. She expressed her thoughts at length, but Wen Yan and Jiang Zhou pretended not to hear her.
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When the room was almost empty, Wen Yan went to the back to watch Jiang Zhou cooking. He observed that Jiang Zhouâs culinary skills had improved significantly. Despite the crowd of guests, his movements were precise and steady as he chopped and cooked various dishes.
While Jiang Zhou frying twice-cooked pork with chili peppers, Wen Yan, who was leaning against the kitchen door frame, said, âIâve found your temperament had improved.â
âReally?â
âItâs not so much an improvement in my temper as it is that Iâm too lazy to argue. Weâre all relatives, and itâs a rare gathering, so thereâs no need for quarrels.â
Wen Yan embraced him affectionately, and as he left the kitchen, he overheard the conversation about Jiang Zhouâs business in the yard, once again, coming from his eldest aunt.
Despite her disdain for Jiang Zhou as a person, she was secretly envious of his successful business with two distinctive products. She was curious why Jiang Zhou had started producing these novelty pastries after he and Wen Yan separated their households. She even suspected that the Wen family had been keeping the recipes from them intentionally.
In a hushed tone, she whispered her speculations to her younger brother.
Wen Yan interrupted their conversation, âZhou-ge no longer in the sponge cake business.â
The guests were surprised and asked, âThen, what did he do now?â
Wen Yan replied, âOden!â
This revelation shocked his eldest aunt. She immediately inquired about the fate of the sponge cake business. Wen Yan replied, âZhou-ge had given it to someone else.â
His aunt was flabbergasted and exclaimed, âGive it to someone else?!â
Her voice was piercing and high-pitched, causing Xiao Yi to cry loudly in response. The guests were taken aback by the sudden outburst, while Lu Xiangxi, who was in the background, cleared his throat discreetly.
Jiang Zhou had just finished cooking and appeared on the scene, asking someone to assist with bringing out the dishes. He raised an eyebrow and faced his agitated aunt. Her tone had lost its composure as she questioned, âWhat is going on? Why did you suddenly give it to someone else? This⦠this business is so profitable! Why did you pass it on outsider!â
âOutsiderâ Lu Xiangxi looked left and right, then coughed lightly.
Jiang Zhou, with a sardonic tone, remarked, âAunt, what a coincidence! My business has been handed to an outsider. What do you suggest we do?â
His directness only infuriated his aunt further. She exclaimed, âYou kid! Youâre too young and naive! How could you casually give away such a profitable business? We should have consulted our relatives before making such a decision!â
Jiang Zhou sneered, tossing the cloth onto the table. âConsult relatives? I have never asked for their opinion when I took charge of my business. Why should I now? Itâs my business, and I decide what to do with it. Besides, I have a new venture with oden, which Iâm fully capable of managing. Why, if I want to transfer my own business to someone else, do I have to ask you, a relative who isnât the same surname as me?â