Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1071: Chapter 1071: Something’s Wrong_1 Chapter 1071: Chapter 1071: Something’s Wrong_1 The two piglets combined weighed just over a hundred pounds, and Tong Sanlang and Ren Zhong, along with a few others, quickly got them ready.

They separated the pork and the offal, and several people carried them to the kitchen in basins.

Inside the kitchen, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was almost ready, the rich aroma filled the entire kitchen and even wafted outside; one could smell it from a great distance.

Yang Wenxiao also came over, took a deep breath, and his heart started to beat faster. Just by the smell alone, even a deity would find it hard to resist, right?

Would Emperor Yongan and his people end up chewing on wax again…

Feeling uncertain, Yang Wenxiao decided to stay at the entrance of the kitchen and didn’t want to leave.

Since he wasn’t leaving, the crowd didn’t dare to either, and they all stayed outside the kitchen.

Qiao Xiaomai had Tong Sanlang come in to assist her; in her recipe book, there were at least a dozen dishes made from a slaughtered pig, and she couldn’t handle it all by herself.

First, she started stewing the pig’s trotters, and her signature dish was soybean pork trotter soup.

She also put the pig’s heart to stew; Lotus Seed Pig Heart Soup was not only delicious but also soothing.

As for the large intestines, she made Red-braised Pork Intestines; this dish, also known as Nine Turns Intestines, was complex to prepare, and she rarely went through such trouble.

As a newcomer to the Imperial Palace, she couldn’t just make do with simple country dishes anymore.

She braised the pig’s ears, tail, head, liver, and other parts.

Pork belly was perfect for making Braised Pork.

Just at that moment, the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was finally ready.

She had already prepared many dishes, each with excellent flavors, but even combined, they couldn’t suppress the aroma of the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

So rich and overpowering was the scent that Yang Wenxiao immediately requested, “Serve me a bowl first.”

Seeing Qiao Xiaomai cooked a lot, he then added, “Ren Zhong and the others have worked hard too, serve them a bowl each.”

Qiao Xiaomai agreed and hurriedly found clean bowls, serving one to everyone present.

It was mid-February; the spring was cold and harsh. Having a bowl of delicious and steaming soup in the late morning was quite nice.

Yang Wenxiao was not particular; he sat at the kitchen entrance, sipping from his bowl while observing everyone’s expressions.

Seeing that Ren Zhong and the others had faces as if they had tasted Immortal Dew, he was relieved.

Indeed, it was Emperor Yongan who had a problem, not him and Yang Hao.

After finishing the bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, he had Qiao Xiaomai pack the leftovers into a food box, then he rode the imperial carriage himself to deliver them to Emperor Yongan, Yao Xian, and a few others.

With Yang Wenxiao gone, Qiao Xiaomai continued to prepare the pork dishes.

She took out a few small hocks, intending to make sauce-glazed pork knuckles.

These dishes would surely include a portion for her and Tong Sanlang. She probably hadn’t tasted pork knuckles for a long time; the piglets were not fully grown yet, so the meat was tender and should make the pork knuckles even tastier.

First, she cleaned the hocks and tied them up with thin strings, then blanched them in a pot.

She put the blanched hocks into another pot, added water, and then added scallions, ginger, garlic, Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, cardamom, Herbal Fruit, fennel… Hmm?!

Qiao Xiaomai paused and suddenly turned her head to look at the spices floating in the pot.

The water covered the hocks, with the various spices she had just added floating on the surface. After staring at these spices for a moment, she narrowed her eyes, put the fennel back into the ceramic jar, and then picked up a skimmer to fish out the Herbal Fruit she had just put into the pot.

Tong Sanlang, who was chopping ribs on the side, saw this and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“This thing… It looks a bit odd,” Qiao Xiaomai said, examining it closely with the skimmer.

After looking at it for a while and still unsure, she put down the skimmer and then checked the small ceramic jar that contained the Herbal Fruit.

“What’s so odd about it?” asked Tong Sanlang, putting down his knife and walking over.

[Recommended reading for humble ladies planting fields, “Splendid Farm Girl: The Hunter’s Husband Comes to Farm.” If you like farming stories, go take a look!]