This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Chapter 41 A good knife deserves a hero

Would it be better if Ye Xiaoxiao were dead?

This is Li Yuemei's truest feeling at this moment.

Ye Xiaoxiao stopped in front of Li Yuemei, she hadn't expected that Li Yuemei's mind had become so twisted.

After a moment of silence, she coldly and intently observed the other person's face, twisted with jealousy, a slightly sarcastic smile on her face, and said:

"Li Yuemei, you look really ugly! How could he like you?"

After saying that, he walked past her and into the courtyard.

Li Yuemei was stunned, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.

Ye Xiaoxiao actually knew... she actually knew everything!

She steadied herself. So what? For so many years, she had Ye Xiaoxiao completely under her thumb. She refused to believe it...

Thinking of this, she walked home reluctantly.

When Ye Xiaoxiao returned home, she cooked several large bowls of ginger soup, as the spring was still chilly and she was afraid of catching a chill.

At noon, he naturally invited the villagers who helped He Jing deal with the wild boar to lunch.

It's lunchtime, and a table full of fragrant dishes has been served.

A toon leaf omelet.

After blanching the Chinese toon leaves, chop them finely, add a few eggs and mix well. Then fry them in hot oil until fragrant.

A stir-fried mushroom dish.

After carefully washing and draining the mushrooms from the mountains, I put a large spoonful of lard into a pot. Soon, the aroma was incredibly delicious. The best thing about mushrooms is their freshness; just a little salt is enough. Too many seasonings will only overpower them.

A stuffed tofu dish.

Holes are hollowed out of the tofu and stuffed with minced meat. The minced meat is made from fresh wild boar, mixed with crushed Sichuan peppercorns and ginger, and pounded repeatedly to make the meat firmer. The tofu is pan-fried until crispy and fragrant, served with a delicious sauce, and topped with tender, chewy pork with a slightly numbing and spicy flavor. The multiple textures stimulate the taste buds, making it a truly satisfying meal.

A large pot of braised pork.

Blanch fresh wild boar meat with ginger slices to remove the fishy smell. Put a small amount of oil in a pot to coat the pot, then add the pork and stir-fry. Add ginger, garlic, cinnamon and other spices and stir-fry until fragrant. Finally, add water and simmer.

“This is too delicious!”

"Yes, yes, it tastes really good, just as good as the food in restaurants outside."

"I've been passing by your house recently and the smell is really good. I never thought I'd get to eat there again today."

The villagers enjoyed the meal immensely; they usually only had wild vegetables, pickled vegetables, and dried vegetables, and rarely had such a treat.

"I wish my wife had this skill too."

"Yes, He Jing, I really envy you for marrying such a capable wife."

Seeing that everyone was full of praise, Ye Xiaoxiao smiled and explained:

“I don’t have that skill; my husband cooked all these dishes.”

When He Jing heard her call him "husband" again, he was slightly taken aback, but he did not feel the same aversion he had when he heard the word before.

When he met Ye Xiaoxiao's gaze, a different emotion flickered in his usually calm and indifferent eyes.

When the villagers heard that He Jing had prepared all the dishes on the table, they were all speechless with astonishment.

This, this, this...

This was the first time they had ever heard of a man cooking. Cooking was a woman's job, how could it be their turn to do it?

Aren't women supposed to be housekeepers when you marry them? He Jing probably married a tyrant.

This man's hand touched the kitchen knife; he's going to be in trouble.

Although they thought this way, they didn't say it to their host. After all, they felt obligated to help others, and it was better to save some things for later; otherwise, everyone would lose face.

Ye Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes as she listened to their inner thoughts, but then smiled and said, "Everyone, hurry up and eat, the food won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Get out of here right now after you've finished eating!

Will a man have bad luck if his hand touches a kitchen knife? What the hell?

It's clearly a perfect weapon for a hero!

Unsurprisingly, the next day, everyone in the village knew that the men in the He family cooked, and it quickly became the talk of the village.

In the afternoon, the rain gradually subsided, but showed no signs of stopping.

A fine, dense drizzle rushed towards me, as light and thin as air.

A misty fog rose from the opposite mountains, and the air was damp and chilly, making one feel icy cold.

He Jing planned to carry some of the wild boar meat to town to sell.

The roads were slippery from the rain, so Grandpa Wang wasn't driving the oxcart today; he was going to walk to town. Luckily, he was fast, so it wasn't a problem.

"If it weren't raining today, I would have gone with you."

Ye Xiaoxiao stood under the eaves and spoke.

She watched intently as He Jing draped the raincoat over his shoulders; the large raincoat made the man before her appear even more robust.

Should we go over and offer some simple concern at this point?

It might reduce the corruption value.