Switched Marriage: The Coddled Little Wife-Chapter 383 Frozen Pork

Qin Juan laughed, "Where did you get candy? Keep it for yourself, Ningning isn’t lacking any food or drink now." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Before moving, the bun shop had issued a paycheck, and although she hadn’t worked there for long, there was an income.

After the divorce, her parents and siblings had also helped her out, and with payday approaching at the end of the month, Qin Juan had quite a comfortable life.

With Ningning by her side, and this job, food and drink were not a concern; life was much better than before.

But Qin Jianjun insisted on giving her the candy, "I’m already grown up, what does a grown man need candy for? Aunt, you have it."

Without dwelling on the candy any longer, he changed the subject, "Aunt, what did you want to see me for?"

Qin Juan’s smile faded slightly, she put the candy in her pocket, glanced around, and pulled Qin Jianjun to a secluded spot.

"You’ve been at the shop for a long time, do you think this pork looks normal? I just discovered it while preparing to make the filling; today’s pork seems a bit different from before."

She saw that no one else seemed to react and wondered if it was because she didn’t understand the business, as she hadn’t worked at the bun shop for long.

Qin Jianjun examined the pork and frowned slightly, "This seems like frozen pork."

The meat for their bun shop was always fresh pork slaughtered that same day.

"Could it be that it got frozen on the way here because it’s too cold outside?"

Qin Jianjun wasn’t sure, but since it was his aunt’s bun shop, any issue had to be reported promptly.

Just as he was about to go find Jia Liang, Feng Zhong came over, "Xiao Qin, big sister, what are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

Qin Juan glanced at Qin Jianjun, as the procurement work for the bun shop had always been Feng Zhong’s responsibility.

After thinking for a bit, she went straight to the point, "I was about to make meat filling just now, and it seems like our meat today is frozen. I remember the manager saying that our bun shop’s meat filling is always made with fresh pork slaughtered the same day."

"Today’s pork is freshly slaughtered," Feng Zhong said with a chuckle, "Big sister, you’ve got to spare me. Do you know how cold these mornings have been? I got up in the middle of the night to go to the slaughterhouse for the meat. It’s so cold that not just the pork, I’m almost frozen stiff too. This is normal; just smell the meat and you’ll know it’s fresh."

Qin Juan, who couldn’t afford meat more than a few times a month at the Zhang Family, always saved it for others to eat,

and she even ate less of the vegetables in the meat dishes.

After this explanation, she laughed somewhat awkwardly, "Is that so? I guess I’m just ignorant."

Qin Jianjun rarely entered the kitchen and knew even less about the difference between fresh and frozen pork.

Thinking about back home, during Chinese New Year they would also buy a big piece of meat to keep frozen and eat gradually.

Hearing what Feng Zhong said, he understood.

Although the issue seemed resolved for today, Qin Juan still remained cautious.

The next day, she checked the procured pork first thing in the morning.

She found that the pork, though somewhat stiff, was still different from yesterday’s.

Feng Zhong came over this time, "Big sister, how’s the meat today, no issues, right?"

Qin Juan smiled, "No issues."

"That’s right. You mentioned yesterday that the meat was badly frozen, so today I made sure to cover it with a blanket. It was warmer than my own clothes on the journey."

"Really? You’re considerate," Qin Juan finally felt at ease.

"Of course, we must be diligent and conscientious when working for the boss, to be worthy of the salary we receive. Big sister, don’t you worry. If there’s anything, just tell me directly. Me and Brother Liang, we’re brothers who’ve gone through thick and thin, there’s nothing we need to be courteous about."

Qin Juan nodded, smiled, and didn’t speak any further.

She was aware of the relationship between Feng Zhong and Jia Liang, which is why she had spoken to Jianjun about it first.

However, it seemed she was indeed inexperienced in this matter.

Qin Juan helped out in the kitchen for a while before heading upstairs.

Now her main work is on the second floor, but every morning when there’s nothing to do there, she likes to join everyone in wrapping buns.

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Returning to our story, Lin Chuxia brought home two kinds of vegetables, planning to stir-fry some sweet and sour cabbage.

These days, there are no off-season vegetables, so they eat cabbage in various ways every day.

Luckily, Lin Chuxia’s home has heating, so it’s warm inside. She has several large flowerpots in which she grows baby bok choy.

Now, half of Qin Yang’s study has turned into a vegetable garden.

There’s no choice; if you don’t want to shortchange your taste buds, you have to get creative.

Even so, they couldn’t just eat without restraint.

Right after the meal was cooked, Qin Yang came home from work.

Seeing the dishes on the table, Qin Yang smiled and said, "Did you go to the store again? If you don’t feel like cooking, just wait for me to come back, or tell me in advance; the food in our company cafeteria is quite good, I can just bring some home from there."

Lin Chuxia handed him a pair of chopsticks, "I just saw that the fish was fresh in the store today and wanted to have sweet and sour mandarin fish. You should try it, Master Zhang is really good at making this dish. I thought he was boasting before, but the taste is indeed excellent."

Master Zhang has worked in a State-Owned Restaurant, and people who work for the government carry a sense of superiority.

They are outgoing, speak and act with confidence and generosity, and even tend to exaggerate a bit.

So every time Lin Chuxia listens to him talk, she takes it with a grain of salt.

Qin Yang took a bite and couldn’t stop praising it, but he still preferred spicy chicken.

"By the way, there’s news about the house. It’s not far from our residential compound, near the slaughterhouse, could be considered part of the slaughterhouse’s residential compound."

Old Sir He is reluctant to come to the city, and a big part of that is because he doesn’t want to live with them.

Lin Chuxia decided to simply buy a yard, and when Old Sir He is ready, they can bring him over to live on his own.

However, it’s not easy to buy a yard these days.

The ownership of housing in government units and residential compounds lies with the units, and individuals don’t have the right to buy, sell, or rent them.

Even the houses belonging to various enterprise units are owned by the units, and only in the past two years, as some units face economic downturns, have they started to consider selling housing.

And once individuals buy a house, they rarely let go of it. The larger the city, the more tense the housing issue is.

There’s no real estate market for buying and selling houses either; it’s all about inquiring and word of mouth.

Lin Chuxia also got the chance to buy the yard Qin Juan lives in only through a fortuitous opportunity.

"Okay, then let’s go take a look together tomorrow."

It just so happens to be the weekend tomorrow.

Qin Yang had the same plan.

After dinner, Lin Chuxia went to tend to her baby bok choy.

These vegetables grow quickly and are easy to take care of.

Qin Yang went to the study to find books and laughed at her cautious manner, "You fuss over those two pots of vegetables more than Brother spends on his two acres of land."

"Oh, you don’t understand, rarity makes things precious. If I were to sell these vegetables in the market, I could earn more than Brother does with his two acres of land."

Qin Yang didn’t refute this point. His wife’s homegrown vegetables indeed couldn’t be found on the market at the moment.

In the entire residential compound, only a few households have heating, and the workers at their unit generally have higher incomes, so they can afford to heat their homes.