The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 170 Benefited a lot

"Who else can I marry except him? Someone like me, marrying an old man? Or becoming someone's concubine?" There was some unconvinced in Wang Tingting's tone. She married to live a good life, not to suffer.

Wang Juan didn't say anything. She knew that she was sorry for her daughter.

Wang Tingting looked at her mother and suddenly said, "Mom, I'm hungry."

Wang Juan was overjoyed when she heard this. Her daughter finally wanted to eat. "Hey, girl, I'll cook for you right away."

Wang Juan knew that her daughter was weak, so she wanted to make a dish of wolfberry porridge to nourish her daughter and make it easier for her to swallow.

Wang Juan walked quietly into the kitchen, opened the old cabinet door, and took out a handful of crystal clear wolfberries.

She carefully washed the bright red little fruits with clean water, and each one sparkled with a warm luster like a pearl.

Wolfberry is one of her favorite ingredients because it not only replenishes blood and nourishes the skin, but is also particularly effective for those with weak bodies.

Then, Wang Juan washed the rice and put it into the old casserole in the kitchen.

She scooped up some clean water and poured it gently into the pot. When the water met the rice grains, a faint rustling sound was made.

She knows that making a good bowl of porridge requires patience, carefulness, and more importantly, deep love for family.

When the water boiled, she carefully put the prepared wolfberries into the pot. The red color of the wolfberries simmered in the white porridge, like rubies sparkling in the morning light.

Wang Juan stirred it gently to allow the rice grains and water to better blend and let the sweet fragrance of wolfberry permeate into every grain of rice.

Time passed quietly in the kitchen, but Wang Juan's movements were calm and firm. She knew that this bowl of porridge was not only to fill her daughter's stomach, but also to fill the void in her daughter's heart. This bowl of porridge was not only food, but also a symbol of love.

Finally, when the casserole exuded the rich aroma of rice and the light fragrance of wolfberries, Wang Juan carefully scooped up a bowl of steaming wolfberry porridge. The color of the porridge was as warm as jade, just like her deep love for her daughter. She gently picked up the bowl and walked quickly to the living room, where Wang Tingting's expectant but slightly tired eyes were waiting for her.

"My daughter, the porridge is ready, come and eat it." Wang Juan said with a smile. All the guilt and uneasiness in her heart seemed to be dissolved by this bowl of hot porridge at this moment.

Wang Tingting looked at the steaming bowl of wolfberry porridge in front of her, and a warm current surged in her heart. She stretched out her trembling hands, took the bowl, blew gently, and then drank it in small sips. At that moment, the warmth of the porridge not only filled her stomach, but also warmed the loneliness in her heart.

That afternoon, the mother and daughter sat quietly in the living room, tasting wolfberry porridge and sharing their thoughts with each other.

That bowl of porridge not only filled their stomachs, but also connected the deep emotions between them. Wang Tingting, who had just been resentful of her mother, now softened her attitude a lot.

On the other side, Shen Yan and his group were also busy.

The next day, Xiaolan's husband, Uncle Asheng, came to help build a cellar. The family originally had a cellar, but now with more and more vegetables that need to be preserved, the cellar is no longer enough.

Uncle Asheng came with the materials and started working, discussing with Shen Yan where to build the cellar.

When Uncle Sheng arrived at Shen Yan's house with the materials needed to build the cellar, Shen Yan had already prepared a detailed map and design drawings. They gathered at the kitchen table to discuss the best location for the cellar.

Shen Yan pointed to a corner on the blueprint and said, "Uncle Sheng, I think this corner is the most suitable for building a cellar because it is close to the vegetable garden and can store fresh vegetables more conveniently in the winter."

Uncle Sheng carefully examined the blueprint and nodded: "This location is indeed good, and the terrain is slightly higher, which can prevent rainwater from seeping into the cellar."

After they decided on the location, they started working immediately.

Uncle Asheng first started digging the foundation with a shovel and hoe, while Shen Yan was responsible for cleaning and tidying up the work site.

During the excavation process, they found some stones and tree roots, but with their efforts and cooperation, they were quickly cleared and ready to lay the foundation.

In the next few days, they carried out the construction step by step according to the design on the drawings.

Uncle Sheng used his years of experience to precisely control the position of each brick and the inclination of the wall to ensure that the cellar structure was stable and durable. Shen Yan assisted in carrying materials and mixing cement slurry, and did her best to help Uncle Sheng complete every detail.

During the construction process, they would drink tea from time to time, take a break, and share interesting stories about the vegetable garden and family life.

Uncle Sheng also shared some stories about architectural skills, which benefited Shen Yan a lot.

At the same time, Li Cuilian was also making rice noodles for river snail noodles.

When Shen Yan was making roujiamo in the past, he asked Li Cuilian to help him make steamed buns. Later, he simply gave the roujiamo stall to Li Cuilian, and they split the profits 50-50. Now that Shen Yan is doing the snail noodle business, of course he has to ask Li Cuilian for help.

What's more, Li Cuilian knows how to make steamed buns and noodles, and most likely she can make rice noodles as well.

Before, after communicating with Shen Yan, Li Cuilian had already become familiar with every step of making dry rice noodles. She started this familiar work in the evening.

First, she prepared the necessary ingredients: fresh sorghum flour and some special seasonings. The sorghum flour she carefully selected was the best in the local area, which determined the excellent texture of the rice noodles she made.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of flour, and Li Cuilian poured sorghum flour into a large wooden basin.

She picked up a handful of flour with her fingers and gently threw it into the air to feel its fineness and lightness.

Then, she began to slowly add water to the flour. The water temperature was just right, not too hot to affect the texture of the gluten, nor too cold to make it difficult to fully blend. Li Cuilian's technique was skillful. She slowly poured water into the flour while gently stirring it with a wooden spoon.

The stirring process requires patience and skill. She always maintains a certain speed and strength until all the flour is gradually absorbed by the water and forms a uniform dough.

At this time, she began to grab the dough with her hands and knead it vigorously until the dough became smooth and elastic.

After kneading the dough, Li Cuilian covers it with a wet cloth and lets it sit for a while to allow the dough to rest and ferment fully.

During this process, she began to busy herself with preparing other materials and tools.

Li Cuilian cleaned the rice noodle steamer, laid out a clean bamboo mat, and prepared a wooden rolling pin to roll the dough into thin sheets.

When the dough is almost fermented, Li Cuilian divides it into small pieces and carefully rolls each piece into a ball.

Next, she took out a small piece of dough, placed it on a floured board, flattened it with her palm, and then gently rolled the dough into a paper-thin sheet with a rolling pin.