Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 284: Chapter 284 He Will Agree_1

The pot continuously simmered porridge, and Changyi had stuffed enough firewood in the stove to keep it burning.

Once the laundry was washed, Changyi and An Jing entered the kitchen for breakfast.

As An Jing sipped on the steaming rice porridge, her body warmed, and her heart even more so.

Watching Changyi across from her peel an egg for her, An Jing’s heart wasn’t just warm, it was deliciously sweet.

”Husband, I don’t like the egg yolk, it’s too rich for me.”

”If you break it up and mix it with the porridge, it won’t be.”

”But then I feel like it makes the porridge taste bad.”

”So what would you like to do?”

”I’ll give the yolk to you,” An Jing said, smilingly placing a whole egg yolk into his bowl.

Changyi didn’t smile but said seriously, ”I’ll eat it this time, but next time you need to eat it yourself.” Eggs were nutritious; he wanted her to eat at least one whole egg every day.

An Jing readily agreed, ”Alright, I’ll eat it myself next time.”

Only then did Changyi’s mouth slightly curl into a smile.

Then, An Jing continued drinking her hot porridge until she paused and said, ”Husband, we need to make a lot of money to keep our rice shop going.”

Upon hearing this, Changyi knew she had an idea and asked, ”How do you plan to make money?”

”I’ve been thinking that restaurants make good money. I want to make money by opening a restaurant, but I don’t want to manage it, so I was thinking, how about we collaborate with Youbao to open a restaurant?”

Changyi knew An Jing wasn’t finished speaking, so he stayed quiet and waited for her to continue.

After another sip of porridge, An Jing went on, ”We’ll provide the recipes and seasoning formulas, he’ll handle everything else including managing the restaurant, and we’ll split the profits, forty percent for us, sixty for him. What do you think?”

”That’s feasible. Just the recipe and the seasoning formula—”

An Jing cut him off with a laugh before he could finish, ”No need to worry about that. Although they’re not my own creations, they’re from my world, and I’ll be able to make quite a few of them.”

”Hmm.”

”If Youbao is unwilling to cooperate with us, then we’ll just open a restaurant ourselves, and find a shopkeeper to manage it, just like the rice shop.”

Changyi didn’t nod or hum in agreement but said indifferently, ”He will agree.”

An Jing was instantly amused, ”That’s true; he wouldn’t miss an opportunity to make money.”

After another sip of porridge, An Jing continued, ”I won’t bother with other seasonings, just the ’Thirteen Spices’ which people from my world commonly use. It’s a customary term, but actually comprises over twenty different ingredients, some spices, some medicinal herbs. I often used them to stew dishes before, and they’re really fragrant. I’ll write a list in a bit, and you can go to town to buy them. Later, we’ll just grind them into powder and mix them together; it’s quite simple.”

”Hmm.”

”Some ingredients might not be available here, but that’s not a big deal since it’s all for flavoring. If some things are missing, it doesn’t matter much. Just buy what you can find, and don’t worry about what you can’t.”

”Hmm.”

As soon as An Jing finished writing the list, Changyi went to town to purchase the items on it.

Meanwhile, An Jing stayed home to write down the recipes.

But she didn’t write many, just planning on eight dishes: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, White Cloud Pig’s Feet, Four-Star Gazing at the Moon, White Cut Chicken, Mixed Steamed Cured Meats, Dongpo Pork, Mapo Tofu, and Yu Xiang Rou Si (Fish-Flavored Shredded Pork).

When Changyi returned from the town, An Jing had finished writing the recipes, and together they ground the purchased spices and medicinal herbs into a fine powder.