Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 195 - . Scallion Silverfish_1

Chapter 195: 195. Scallion Silverfish_1

Chapter 195: 195. Scallion Silverfish_1

It was twelve o’clock noon.

Wu Lan and Wang Lifan, who had been persistently picking gold on the mountain, returned home on time, needing to quickly finish lunch and take a short nap (which was strongly insisted upon by Song Tan; otherwise, the gold picking would really go on from morning till evening).

Today was Qiaoqiao’s first day of class, which only ended at eleven when Seventh Uncle was preparing to cook. Xin Jun had more or less figured him out; treating him just like a smarter, more logical kindergartner was sufficient.

So the morning’s lesson was quite relaxed and fun, even leaving time for a serious conversation with Qiaoqiao about Peppa, Qiao Zhi, and Ultraman.

As a result, this silly kid not only had no resistance to studying, but was actually looking forward to the afternoon even more.

For that reason, Xin Jun was definitely not going to receive any cold shoulder at the lunch table.

Of course, there was no time to snub anyone—the lunch was just too delicious today, far surpassing the usual level of tastiness!

Lunch consisted of scallion braised whitefish, stir-fried tomatoes and eggs, cured meat stewed with eels, and twice-cooked pork with garlic shoots.

The magic of Seventh Uncle’s cooking was that no matter how many people were eating, the taste of his dishes was always so consistently good.

Add to that a serving of snow fungus with lily bulbs and lotus seeds soup…

It could be said that from the moment the oil started heating in the wok, the aroma never stopped wafting through the yard.

The other ingredients were one thing, but the main stars were the garlic shoots and small green onions.

These were the ones Aunt Lianhua had just freshly cut from the vegetable garden with scissors—a whole basketful!

With the weather being suitable, it took less than half a month for the garlic shoots and onions to grow lush after planting. However, knowing that the vegetables from this field were mostly for sale, Aunt Lianhua didn’t yank them out but took a sustainable approach instead.

Look at the way they grow those vegetables; those green onion stems were so energetically green—it’s beyond words! And the garlic shoots too, thick and fresh, smelling so uniquely fragrant on their own.

Once brought to life by the hot oil, it was hard to decide which was more delicious, the scallion braised whitefish or the twice-cooked pork with garlic shoots!

Aunt Lianhua started her meal with some restraint, thinking even if it’s delicious, she should not appear as if she had never been well-fed before.

But after only a brief hesitation, everyone at the table was digging into their food…

With her restraint, she was the one who stood out as not fitting in.

With her heart set, Aunt Lianhua also vigorously grabbed a couple of chopsticks full of meat and vegetables, enjoying it to her heart’s content!

If the people accustomed to these ingredients at home were salivating this much, not to mention the few guys fishing by the pond.

Zhang Yanping had learned to be smart by now.

She packed everything except the eel stewed with cured meat into one-time-use lunch boxes, filled a large bowl with rice, and even added a generous serving of snow fungus soup on the side.

How could one not acknowledge that this free lunch was generous?

She felt there was nothing to criticize at all.

Leaving aside the quality of the ingredients, let’s talk about the seemingly ordinary snow fungus lotus seed soup—the snow fungus was picked from the mountain just a few days ago!

Simply prepared, it was used to make soup for the first time today, and while its fragrance couldn’t dominate the scallions and garlic shoots, once it was tasted, the instant burst of sweetness and smoothness, and the ineffable richness, won everyone over!

Zhang Yanping, despite having eaten until her belly was round, still forced herself to drink two bowls, perilously teetering on the edge of being too full while also instructing Song Tan:

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“The snow fungus must be sold by weight! Selling it cheap would simply not do justice to its value!”

Song Tan simply smiled without saying a word.

With her own little scheme to make a fortune, how could the snow fungus be undervalued?

Obviously not!

The customers’ wallets would just have to suffer a little.

However, as they weren’t yet in large-scale production, the money-making plan had to be put on hold for now.

Speaking of which, the free lunch provided today should definitely have been sufficient by a normal man’s standard.

But recalling the big buns from this morning, by normal standards, two big buns should definitely have been enough as well.

He chuckled and decided to see his service through to the end—after all, these were customers he had brought in himself!

He arranged the dishes in the basket one by one, then, along with his own share, carried it over to the pond. From far away, as the wind blew, everyone could smell the distinctive scent of the green onions.

“That aroma is way too overbearing!”

People who had been sitting without any catch for a long time instantly dropped their fishing rods and scrambled around the pond to come over.

Although the disposable lunch boxes were somewhat unassuming, the dishes delivered were not only visually enticing but also smelled so appealing!

This round of promotion was executed perfectly.

The closest one, an elder brother, was the first to pick up a bowl. Setting aside the fish for the moment, he grabbed a chopstick-full of green onions.

The freshness of the tender new scallions, having absorbed the savory taste of the fish, was smooth, succulent, and rich the moment one tasted it, with the unique texture that only scallions possess…

Words can’t describe how delicious it was!

“Holy shit!” a slightly younger member of the group mumbled as he ate voraciously, “Bro, just for this level of cooking skill, I’ll definitely support your family’s farm-to-table business. I can’t wait to settle down here permanently!”

Another person was also munching away:

“What’s with this twice-cooked pork with garlic shoots? How can it be so delicious? Bro, tell me the truth, where did you dig up your chef?”

My goodness, to think of using such talent in a farm-to-table restaurant—wasn’t it a bit of a waste?

“Exactly, exactly!” someone chimed in, though this person was a bit pickier, “Everything’s tasty! But compared to the other two dishes, the scallion-braised silver carp and the twice-cooked pork with garlic shoots are just on a different level—must be some extraordinary ingredients, right?”

Zhang Yanping felt proud inside, but his expression remained coy:

“Our ingredients, as anyone who has shopped at the market knows, go for no less than twenty bucks a pound, non-negotiable.”

However, since there were no vegetables to sell at the moment, the focus of the sales pitch needed to shift—

“Folks, make sure you chew thoroughly and eat slowly! The first serving is free, but the second will cost you forty bucks—it’s pricey.”

“But as you are well aware,” he said with the earnest demeanor of a sincere old farmer, “any lower would be selling at a loss.”

The people had the rebellious mindset of doing the opposite of what they were told—the more they were advised to eat slowly, the less they could resist. How could they eat slowly when they saw their buddies reaching into their bowls to sneak some food?

They had to gulp it down in big bites!

After all, it was only forty bucks a served, right?

If they hadn’t tasted such food, they would surely consider it too expensive since everyone had brought their provisions.

Things like self-heating hot pots, self-heating rice, or cold steamed buns and pancakes.

But now that they had tasted such flavors, who would want to eat instant snacks?

Once they had savored the vast ocean, how could any other water suffice? Once they had seen the magnificent mountains, how could any other cloud compare? That was the idea!

Hence, each of the ten people ordered another portion, and the tallest among them, looking quite young and probably with a bigger appetite, went ahead and ordered two servings in one go!

For ten people, four hundred forty bucks—what a red-letter day it turned out to be!

Thinking about how he could splurge on his gaming hobby tonight, Zhang Yanping felt a rush of excitement.

This was way more fun than selling fruits at home!