sjar Chapter 588 Sweeping through the pigsty, it was filthy and smelly.
Chapter 588 Sweeping through the pigsty, it was filthy and smelly.
Ning Yao packed bamboo shoots and ingredients for making cold bamboo shoot salad and set off towards the village.
Xue Jiashu and Wen Na followed closely behind. Xue Jiashu walked slowly because of his leg injury, but Ning Yao and Wen Na were left unattended.
Upon arriving at the largest open space in the village, kind-hearted villagers had already prepared basic cooking utensils for Ning Yao.
"Miss Luo, you've arrived." Someone saw Ning Yao approaching from afar and greeted her warmly.
Ning Yao nodded to the young man in response.
She glanced at the kitchen utensils the villagers had prepared for her not far away; they were quite complete. So she put all the things she had brought aside.
"This cold bamboo shoot salad isn't difficult to make. The most important thing is using grapeseed oil, as well as the heat and the proportions of the seasonings. I'll explain these to you first, and then I'll demonstrate it for you. After I'm done, I'll write down the recipe for you. You can follow along and practice until you're proficient."
Ning Yao placed the bamboo shoots she had washed on the table, and while speaking, she picked up a kitchen knife and made a slit in the bamboo shoot.
Ning Yao's posture in holding the knife was very graceful, and coupled with her focused expression as she stood by the cutting board, she exuded an indescribable charm.
Ning Yao cut the bamboo shoots neatly and quickly, and each one was almost the same size. When they were put together, it was impossible to tell their thickness with the naked eye.
This level of knife skill requires years of practice, even for a head chef in a restaurant.
The cameraman noticed Ning Yao starting to cook and explain, and quickly turned the camera towards her, afraid of missing the slightest detail.
The bamboo shoots were boiled until they were six or seven parts cooked, then taken out and placed in ice water. After Ning Yao finished doing all this, the aroma of the steamed cured pork was already wafting out of the pot. It was the original aroma of cured pork, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what had been added. It smelled different from the cured pork she made at home—more fragrant and fresher.
Those watching Ning Yao make cold bamboo shoots recalled the bamboo shoots they had eaten the night before, realizing that this was how they were made.
Anyone who has eaten plums will find their mouth watering whenever they see them again; that's how most people feel now.
As they were doing the final stirring, Wenna, seeing that it was almost done, rushed forward and offered to help.
The finished product is going to be shared with the people around us later, so if we don't show it off now, when will we?
“You’ve been busy for so long, let me do the mixing,” Wenna said with a smile. Her smile seemed harmless, and she genuinely wanted to help.
"Okay, then you can have it." Ning Yao handed the bowl in her hand to Wen Na and then stepped back.
The savory, sweet and savory aroma burst forth from the pot, stimulating the taste buds of those around and making everyone's mouths water.
It doesn't matter who stirs it, but the audience was still disgusted by Wenna's ugly behavior of stealing other people's achievements.
[Wenna really went to great lengths to get a shot!]
[What do you mean by "stealing the spotlight"? She just saw Luo Xiyao making cold dishes and thought it looked fun, so she wanted to try it herself. People with dark hearts always say such hurtful things.]
Before the audience could come to a conclusion, a country woman came running over angrily, holding a broom in her hand.
"It was her, wasn't it? You bought the bamboo shoots from this woman?"
"Wow, you actually dared to sleep with someone like that? I thought she was some kind of beautiful female celebrity!"
"Stop throwing a tantrum! I really only bought it because the cold dish was delicious. I already told you it was only three yuan, why won't you believe me!" A man chased after the woman in front of him, his tone sounding somewhat guilty and helpless.
"Three yuan? If you're going to lie, at least make it believable. Do you really think I'm stupid? Are you missing three yuan from your wallet?"
“I left home with a full belly, and when I came back, half of it was gone. You’re telling me I spent three yuan on cold dishes? Where are the cold dishes?”
"It was so delicious, I ate it all without realizing it and forgot to leave some for you. But she's making it again today, so I'll just buy you some new ones to try. Why are you angry?"
Wenna was stirring the cold dish in the bowl. After stirring it well, she was about to pour it into the glass jar next to her.
Before he could even reach for the cold dish, a woman suddenly appeared behind him and swung a broom at the back of his head, causing him to see stars.
Wenna groaned in pain, instinctively uttered a curse, and turned to glare angrily at the woman who had hit her.
Are you crazy? Why did you hit me?
"I'm going to beat you up, you vixen! Did you seduce my man? Otherwise, why would he buy your cold dishes?"
"Are you selling cold dishes or prostitutes here?"
Wenna lost her grip on the bowl, which was about to shatter on the ground, and the people around her who were waiting to eat the cold dish turned pale with fright.
The bowl was smashed in front of everyone, but instead of hitting the ground as expected, it was caught firmly by a pair of slender, white woman's hands.
Ning Yao managed to preserve her hard-earned gains, then frowned as she looked at the strange woman who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The woman, who had been cursing and swearing at Wenna, kept swinging the broom at her with all her might, suddenly froze when she saw Ning Yao appear calmly.
This woman is so beautiful, her pores are so fine, it looks like she's not even real.
Thinking of the freckles on her face and the marks from sunburn, the peasant woman's mood plummeted. She didn't even dare to look up at Ning Yao.
What women fear most is seeing women who are hundreds of times more beautiful than themselves; without comparison, there is no hurt.
There have been beautiful women in the village before, but none have ever been as beautiful as the woman in front of us; she's practically otherworldly.
“Sister-in-law Yang, she really does sell cold dishes. She didn’t flirt with anyone. We were all there. Your husband only bought one cold dish. The two of you didn’t even meet face to face. The cold dish was served by the girl next to Miss Luo.”
"As for why the money is missing, you'll have to ask your husband. Don't blame Miss Luo!"
Some people couldn't stand it and offered a few words of explanation for Ning Yao.
Wenna finally understood; it was all a misunderstanding, and she just happened to be the unlucky one who bore the brunt of it!
If she hadn't insisted on helping Ning Yao mix the vegetables, she wouldn't have been beaten by that crazy old woman who rushed out.
Her hair and clothes were a mess, and the broom looked like it had been swept through a pigsty—dirty, smelly, and covered in black stuff.
Just seeing the broom made Wenna feel nauseous and she wished she could rush back and take a shower right away.
Xue Jiashu pretended not to see anything. He had tissues in his pocket, but he didn't want to give them to Wenna.
This woman brought it on herself. Her misfortune and her embarrassing situation have nothing to do with Xue Jiashu.
"Miss Luo? What brings you to our village?" A familiar middle-aged woman's voice rang out. Ning Yao turned her head and saw that it was the kind aunt who had taught her how to dig bamboo shoots yesterday.
The auntie wasn't wearing a coat today; she was dressed like any other ordinary person, and her simple face was beaming with a relaxed smile.
She took the medicine Ning Yao prescribed yesterday, and it worked so well that her feet stopped burning and hurting immediately, her body stopped feeling cold, and her body temperature returned to normal. It felt like her meridians had been opened up, and she felt comfortable all over.
"I'm here to teach everyone how to make cold dishes," Ning Yao said with a smile. She had a good impression of this aunt, so her tone became much gentler.
"You can cook?" The aunt's eyes lit up, and she glanced at the cold bamboo shoots in Ning Yao's hand.
It turns out the little girl dug up bamboo shoots just to make this cold dish; it smells quite delicious.
"She didn't come here to kindly teach everyone how to cook! She came here to seduce men!" The Yang family woman stepped forward and pointed at Ning Yao, hurling insults one after another without any hesitation.
The aunt was initially quite happy to see Ning Yao, her great benefactor, and was in a good mood, but she was angered by the arrogant attitude of the Yang family woman.
She raised her hand and grabbed the Yang family woman who was still trying to go forward and cause trouble, and scolded her in a loud voice.
"What do you mean by seducing men? Miss Luo is such an upright person, how could you say such things about her with your foul mouth? Do you know that talking nonsense in a big city is a crime, it's defamation, and you'll go to jail!"
"Besides, do you really think a woman as beautiful as Miss Luo would be interested in a man like your husband? Ha, let him go to the field and take a piss in the field and see what he looks like."