Chapter 359 - 359: Handmade Ramen

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Shen Qiuhua imagined the things her daughter said. Su Binglan noticed her mother’s strange gaze and asked helplessly, “Mother, why are you looking at me like that?”

Shen Qiuhua looked at her daughter and said thoughtfully, “I think many of our villagers will come bearing gifts because of you. It’ll be lively when that time comes.”

Shen Qiuhua loved the bustle, and her eyes lit up when she thought of what was to come. There was a hint of excitement in her voice as she spoke.

Su Binglan furrowed her brows and asked in confusion. “Why?”

After all, many villagers also worked for Su Zhengde, so it was not just about what Su Binglan did.

Shen Qiuhua smacked her forehead. “Oh, right! You’ll make everyone rich when you open the embroidery shop and more tofu factories. Everyone will be grateful to you.

“The villagers could work and earn a lot of money to improve their family’s conditions since you opened the tofu factory and embroidery shop in the village. I would also be grateful to you and want to participate in whatever our family does.”

Su Binglan felt that her mother made sense. “If that’s the case, we’ll have to prepare a few more things in advance. I’ve already considered everything so that we won’t have to rush when the time comes,” she said.

Shen Qiuhua nodded. “That’s true. Your grandparents are already old, and they must be tired. You’ll still need me, your sister-in-law, and your third aunt to help. It’s okay, Binglan. Just do what you need to do.”

Su Binglan wanted to make her desserts and a wedding cake. If wedding cakes became a tradition, her dessert shop could open up a new market by selling wedding cakes.

Shen Qiuhua was so deep in thought that she had forgotten about dinner. When she returned to her senses, she remembered something and said, “By the way, Binglan, what are we having for dinner?”

She had grown accustomed to asking Su Binglan what to cook for dinner. She knew her daughter could always come up with new ways to eat. Her eyes shined brightly as Su Wenxiu walked in. “Mother, Little Sister, what are you making tor dinner? I’m hungry.”

He also looked at Su Binglan with anticipation.

Shen Qiuhua handed him the stinky tofu from the stove and said, “This is for you. Your sister made a new dish this afternoon.”

Su Wenxiu had been busy planting herbs all day and had not had a proper meal. He was starving and could not care less about anything else. He ignored the smell of the stinky tofu as he ate it.

His eyes brightened as he chewed. “Mother, this is delicious! Did you make this, Little Sister? It tastes different from the food I’ve had before. There’s a unique flavor to it.”

Su Wenxiu ate in big mouthfuls. After eating a few pieces, he finally realized something. “Why does it smell strange?”

“Even so, doesn’t it taste good?” Su Binglan asked.

Su Wenxiu nodded without hesitation. “Yes, it’s delicious. It’s so tasty that I didn’t even notice the smell. If someone else gave this to me, I wouldn’t eat it because of the smell, but since you made it, I knew it would be delicious.”

Shen Qiuhua patted Su Wenxiu’s head. “You’ve even eaten rotten food before.

Won’t you want to eat something like this?”

Su Wenxiu laughed in embarrassment. “Hehe, I was just joking, Mother. Farmers don’t care so much about food. It’s good enough that we have something like this. I don’t think there’s a problem with the smell. It’s great as long as it’s delicious.”

Su Binglan was in a good mood when she looked at her second brother’s satisfied expression. She enjoyed making delicious food for her family and would be thrilled whenever they ate happily. After all, it was only meaningful if everyone ate together.

“Second Brother, don’t forget we’re supposed to do consultations tomorrow afternoon. Have you prepared enough medicinal herbs?” Su Binglan had a thoughtful expression as she spoke.

Su Wenxiu noticed that some of the villagers were still unwell when he saw them that afternoon. The villagers had suffered illnesses in their earlier years and still had some pain problems, mainly cases like Old Madam Lin’s legs, where she could not sleep when it hurt.

However, Old Madam Lin had kept her pain to herself so that her son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren would not worry.

Su Binglan’s heart grew heavy thinking about that.

“I’ve prepared everything,” Su Wenxiu replied, “I haven’t been to Hundred Herbs Hospital for a few days and have been preparing everything at home. Of course, I study every day too.

“I don’t neglect my studies and read up on medical cases and treatment methods that I organize daily. I’ve also been studying acupuncture. I’m starting to practice on small animals now.”

Su Wenxiu was most interested in learning acupuncture, but Su Binglan told him to practice on small animals and perform minor surgeries first. He did not quite understand what surgery was but would earnestly learn whatever his sister told him to.

Su Binglan looked at her second brother and said thoughtfully, “Second Brother, being a good doctor is a meaningful thing. You can help many people.

A warmth filled Su Wenxiu’s heart when he heard his sister’s encouraging words. “Yes, Little Sister. I will study hard.”

He felt a sense of accomplishment when he saw Su Binglan giving medical treatment that day. That was because many villagers had recovered from their minor illnesses and pains. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Old Madam Lin no longer felt pain in her legs and waist. The two siblings had also helped cure various stomach aches and headaches. Su Wenxiu felt how meaningful it was to help everyone. Su Binglan nodded and said, “Let’s have ramen tonight.”

“What’s ramen? Is it a type of noodle?”

Su Binglan explained, “Yes, it’s a type of noodle but different from regular noodles. We pull it by hand. I’ll make it myself and show you how it looks afterward.”

Making ramen was elementary to Su Binglan. “Let me help you, my dear,” Shen Qiuhua said.

“Little Sister, I’ll help too.”

Cooking was a happy occasion for the Su family, primarily when they helped Su Binglan cook. It was a fascinating process to make fresh and delicious food. Moreover, the family would find the food incredibly fragrant when they cooked it themselves.

“Can you boil me some water first, Second Brother? It’s good for the noodles to be in warm water.”

“All right, I’ll start the fire immediately,” Su Wenxiu said readily.

Then Su Binglan looked at the small jar of oil and said, “Mother, there’s not much oil left. Go fill it up.”

After all, to prepare the noodles, one needed to apply oil to them.

“We’ve harvested more peanuts this year, but we’ve used more than half of our oil,” Shen Qiuhua said as she took the small jar. “Should I go to town to buy some more oil?”

Shen Qiuhua was reluctant to add oil to her dishes in the past. At most, she would only use a few drops of oil when stewing a pot of vegetables. However, she used a lot more oil whenever she deep-fried vegetables..