A car accident, our family of three crossed

Chapter 279: Don’t waste time, look at the sword

Song Ning went out with a full basket and walked around. When she came back, the basket was still full.

The Sun family stuffed two handfuls of vegetables, which were very fresh and tender.

The headman's family had a lot of dried bamboo shoots, which they had dried themselves. They were delicious whether used to stew meat or stir-fry.

The old patriarch's family gave Song Ning a small jar of pickled vegetables that his uncle and aunt had pickled themselves, which Song Ning loved very much. These small pickles go best with white porridge.

Chu Shisan had completed the task of chopping the meat. Seeing Song Ning coming back with a full basket, he couldn't help but be curious: "Madam, didn't you go out to deliver the meat? Why is this..."

Seeing him staring at the basket, Song Ning explained, "The aunts were embarrassed to accept it for nothing, so they each gave some vegetables."

Seeing that the minced meat had been chopped and ready for use, she prepared to fry the meat sauce first, and then put it into a jar and seal it after it cooled down.

Chu Fang saw the right opportunity and went into the kitchen to help. Naturally, Chu Shisan was also involved in this kind of good thing, as he had already started the fire.

Chu Er was another step slower and could only stay in the yard staring at Zhou Yin.

In the kitchen, Chu Fang was helping Song Ning and asked casually, "Mrs. Hang's cooking skills are so good, who did she learn from?"

"I didn't learn from anyone. I figured it out on my own." Song Ning kept moving his hands and chatted with him as if he was chatting with someone. He said half-truthfully, "My mother passed away early, when I was a few years old. My father was a grown man and didn't have any particular taste for cooking. I figured it out, and over time, I developed this skill."

Chu Fang's eyes darkened. "I didn't expect that Madam Hang had lost her mother so early. Did your mother die of illness?"

"Yes, my mother has been in poor health since I can remember." Song Ning said lightly, and then instructed: "Please wipe the water in the basin dry. If you want to store this meat sauce properly, you must not let it get wet."

"Oh, OK." Chu Fang did as he was told and stopped talking to her. He wiped the water out of the basin and gave her a look. "Look, is this okay?"

"Yeah! Sure, put it there!"

Song Ning took a quick look and made sure that all the water in the basin had been wiped dry. She asked him to put it on the stove. She fried the meat sauce dry and began to serve it out.

In the yard, Chu Er and Zhou Yin smelled the fragrance coming from the kitchen and took a deep breath.

"What are you doing, Madam Hang? Why does it smell so good?"

Chu Er gave him a look that said he had never seen the world, and said proudly, "We just had the sauce for the noodles this morning."

Zhou Yin was a little annoyed by his boastful look, and then he smiled maliciously, "Hey, waiter, you haven't eaten beggar's chicken, have you? The beggar's chicken made by Madam Hang is simply amazing."

When Chu Er heard Zhou Yin call him "waiter", his face suddenly turned dark, "Get lost."

But Zhou Yin didn't see the point at all and continued to provoke, "Don't be angry, I think the name Xiaoer is much easier to pronounce..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a flash of cold light in front of his eyes and his nose was almost cut off.

"Hey, what are you doing? You can't take a joke. Is this the limit of your tolerance?"

"Stop talking nonsense and watch out for my sword." Chu Er didn't give him a chance to react and slashed at him with the sword.

It's okay for the young general to call him Xiao Er, after all, he is a general and he can't afford to offend him. It doesn't matter if Yangyang calls him Xiao Er uncle, after all, even the master will pamper that child.

But what does it mean that Zhou Yin calls him "waiter"? He will not indulge him.

"Hey, are you serious?"

Seeing that he was coming at him aggressively, Zhou Yin quickly drew out the soft sword at his waist and dealt with him seriously.

The two men started fighting after a disagreement, which made the people who were drinking tea in the yard watch the fun.

Chu Fang and Chu Shisan heard the noise and came out of the kitchen to watch the fun. They started commenting on the two people fighting in the yard.

"Xiao Shisan, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"Of course it's my second brother!"

Chu Shisan said without thinking that if he fought with Chu Er, he would only get beaten. As for Zhou Yin, he had never had a serious fight with him and was not very clear about his true strength.

"That's not possible."

Chu Fang, however, had a different opinion. The training methods of the secret guards and Chu's guards were different. In his opinion, if it really came down to ruthlessness, Zhou Yin, as a secret guard, would be better.

However, both of them knew their limits and focused on the exchange, not stopping at the right time.

In the end, Chu Er's long sword was placed on Zhou Yin's shoulder, while Zhou Yin's soft sword was wrapped around Chu Er's wrist, ending in a draw.

Chu Er retracted his sword and smiled faintly, "I have made some progress."

"Mutual." Zhou Yin swung the sword, and like a magic trick, it was wrapped around his waist and hidden.

Now that there was no more excitement to watch, Chu Fang and Chu Shisan returned to the kitchen.

Song Ning had fried the meat sauce and had started preparing dinner. They were leaving early tomorrow morning, so tonight's meal would be a farewell dinner and it was exceptionally sumptuous.

Chu Shisan was a foodie and had been helping out on the side. Song Ning liked to feed him, so after each dish was seasoned, he would let him taste the saltiness first. If he wasn't young, strong, and had a big appetite, he would probably have eaten only half full after trying all the dishes.

There were quite a few pork ribs, and Song Ning used some of them to make salt and pepper spare ribs. Chu Shisan still got to have the first bite, and it was so delicious that it was indescribable.

"Madam, what kind of powder are you sprinkling? Why does it smell so good?"

He was by Song Ning's side the whole time as she cooked. He watched her marinate the ribs, fry them in oil, and then saw her sprinkle some powder on the fried ribs after they were out of the pan.

"It's pepper and salt powder. I made it myself. If you like it, I'll give you some tomorrow. If you stay in the wild while traveling, you can roast a pheasant or rabbit and sprinkle some pepper and salt powder on it. It will taste much better."

Chu Shisan's eyes lit up when he heard this. When they were staying in the wild before, Yangyang had complained that the chicken he roasted was tasteless, unlike the one his mother roasted, which was fragrant and delicious.

He was thinking at the time, aren't all roasted chickens the same? He thought his skill in roasting chicken was pretty good, but he didn't expect to be rejected by this little guy.

But now when he saw the powder Song Ning sprinkled on him, he suddenly understood. How could the chicken he roasted taste good if it was just roasted?

There was still a large table of people for dinner today. After a lively dinner, Zhou Huan and others said goodbye and returned to the county town.

That night, Hang Shuheng and Xiao Yun played chess in the study for half the night and returned to the room to rest in the second half of the night.

During this time, Xiao Yun asked him, "Are you confident about passing the college entrance examination next year?"

Hang Shuheng's answer was the same as his last answer to Zhou Ting, "Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"If necessary, I can..."

Xiao Yun reiterated the suggestion he had made earlier, but before he could finish his words, Hang Shuheng interrupted him.

"You are a hypocritical person. You tempted me to take a shortcut, and then you look down on me in return, right?"

Chu Fang, who was watching the game on the side, didn't expect that his mouth could be so poisonous. The mouthful of tea he had just drunk was sprayed out without any warning.

"Ahem, sorry, please continue."

Xiao Yun was not annoyed, but laughed. This was just right! This man's mouth was still as unpleasant as ever.