Chapter 231 - 231 Killing Several Birds With One Stone

231 Killing Several Birds With One Stone

Mr. and Mrs. Liu and Feng Sisi looked at the sweet potatoes in a daze since they had never seen anything like it. Still, they instinctively believed Su Binglan.

Feng Sisi asked curiously, “Little Su, can we simply roast sweet potatoes, or do we need to add something?”

Su Binglan said smilingly, “You can simply roast them since they’re naturally sweet and fragrant,” she removed a few sweet potatoes from her bag as she spoke to Feng Sisi, “Miss Feng, you can roast a few now.

“I think your mother-in-law just lit a fire since the ashes on the stove are still warm. You can put the sweet potatoes into a pot now. You’ll know how they taste once you’ve cooked and eaten them. Also, you can eat these to warm yourselves up when the weather gets cold.”

Su Binglan recalled buying roasted sweet potatoes whenever she saw them during the winter in the modern world.

It would get frigid whenever the northern wind blew, but Su Binglan would feel warm when she held the roasted sweet potato and ate it. Sometimes, even a minor thing like that could bring warmth to others. Hence, Su Binglan wanted to bring many modern delicacies to the ancient era.

However, her strength was limited. If the people around her were diligent and kind enough to live good lives, she was willing to teach them her cooking methods.

Then, everyone could become wealthy through these delicacies. It was also a way of killing several birds with one stone.

Feng Sisi listened to Su Binglan’s words and hurriedly took the few sweet potatoes Su Binglan gave her to the stove. She put them into the pot, covered them, and put the hot ash onto the pot cover.

She felt it was not hot enough, so she burned more firewood on the stove. That way, she could evenly cook the sweet potatoes with the fire from the stove’s bottom and the hot ash atop the pot cover.

She would often cook corn like this in the past. Feng Sisi looked at the pot full of sweet potatoes smilingly.

Mrs. Liu looked at her daughter-in-law, who was still at the stove, and shouted, “Sisi, come here!”

“Coming, Mother-in-law!” Feng Sisi’s voice was crisp and clear.

Immediately after, Su Binglan taught them how to make the chicken blood noodles, “Firstly, we peel the sweet potatoes and pound them into a mash. Then we add cold water and stir till they clump together.”

She described the first few steps, and everyone got busy pounding the sweet potatoes into a mash.

In the morning, Liu Yinyin and her husband finally woke up. Liu Yinyin knew her sister-in-law was teaching her family how to make chicken blood.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Su Binglan’s gesture touched Liu Yinyin, and she did not know what to say. She knew her sister-in-law was helping her family.

Liu Yinyin remembered Su Binlan saying it was better to teach someone how to fish than to give them one.

In other words, it was better to teach someone how to earn money than to give someone things. That way, one could live a good life without asking for help. Liu Yinyin only understood this concept when Su Binglan said it.

Still, Liu Yinyin was thinking about how expensive the medicinal herbs were that Su Binglan used to save Liu Chengwen.

Liu Yinyin had given most of the money she earned to her mother for safekeeping and wanted to ask Su Binglan and Shen Qiuhua for a loan but was too embarrassed to do so. She felt conflicted.

However, she did not expect Su Binglan to teach her parents and Feng Sisi how to cook the chicken blood noodle dish.

Since that was the case, Liu Yinyin’s family could have their own business and earn money, so she would not have to worry.

Liu Yinyin gently said to her husband, “Binglan is amazing. Although she isn’t talking much, she’s meticulous with her teaching instructions.”

Su Wenzhe proudly said, “Of course, my little sister is the best!”

Liu Yinyin looked at Su Wenzhe and said, “I will treat you better in the future.”

She knew the Su family treated her as one of theirs because she was Su Wenzhe’s wife and the two little one’s mother. All of it was because she married Su Wenzhe, so she simply had to treat her husband better.

Su Wenzhe was surprised to hear that. “What’s wrong with you, Yinyin? Why did you say that so suddenly?”

Liu Yinyin snorted. “I knew I couldn’t explain it to you enough.”

It was not easy for her to say such sweet things, yet Su Wenzhe did not understand. That blockhead, Su Wenzhe, entirely differed from Liu Yinyin’s big brother.

Liu Chengwen would coax his wife in a certain way, and Su Wenzhe never followed suit.

Liu Yinyin said to her husband, “Xuexuan and Xuehai are awake. You handle their breakfast and then help Chengwen while I help the others in the courtyard.”

Su Wenzhe also wanted to help in the courtyard, but he had to do what his wife told him to do.

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After mashing the sweet potatoes, they poured water into the mix. Su Binglan continued, “Now boil the water.”

Feng Sisi was quick to start the fire. At that moment, she thought about the sweet potatoes she was cooking earlier. “Oh, I almost forgot about these. I was so engrossed listening to Little Su’s instructions just now.”

The sweet potatoes were still hot, so she blew on them while removing them from the pot. “Huff, puff. Two of the potatoes got burnt on the outside, but we should still be able to eat them after peeling off the skin.”

Liu Yinyin said from the sidelines, “Sweet potatoes taste incredible. They’re also delicious if you steam them.”

Mrs. Liu said smilingly, “They smell great!”

The laughter increased throughout the morning as Feng Sisi felt emotional. It was rare for the family to be so relaxed and happy, making her feel much lighter.

She knew the family could earn plenty of money because of the chicken blood noodles. When the time came, the family could save money and buy more medicine for Liu Chengwen.

Then they could save more whenever Liu Chengwen recovered. Of course, the family knew it was all thanks to Su Binglan.

Su Binglan went over to check on the cooked sweet potatoes. “Mmm, they look done. I’ll let everyone have a taste.”

Feng Sisi nodded and passed the cooked sweet potatoes to her in-laws and Su Binglan. Then she took another one and said, “I’ll give this to Chengwen.”

She peeled off the skin as she went to the back room and gave it to her husband to eat.

Liu Chengwen looked at his wife’s red, swollen eyes and said with heartache, “I’m sorry for worrying you last night. Did you not sleep at all?”

Feng Sisi shook her head. “It’s okay. I wasn’t tired anyway. Everything will be okay as long as you are. Besides, Little Su is teaching us how to make chicken blood noodles. I know it’ll be delicious, so I will go to town and sell it when the time comes. You’ve worked hard enough for your parents and me.”

Liu Chengwen felt guilty. “We’re husband and wife, so what do you mean by ‘I’ve worked hard enough?’ I never allowed you to do such things in the past, so I’ll go with you this time.”

He was still scared after waking up. He could not bear to leave his family behind. “I’ll pay more attention to my safety next time. I won’t risk going to the back of the mountain again.”

Feng Sisi snorted. “It’s good that you understand how dangerous it is back there. Hurry up and eat this sweet potato Little Su brought over. It smells good, doesn’t it?”