After a flash marriage, I became the beautiful wife of a wealthy heir

After distributing the money for the medicinal materials to the villagers, Wenxiu saw Wang Nan and the bank staff off.

It was already noon, and the old lady, Xiaolan, and Xiaolan's parents insisted on keeping Wenxiu at home for a simple meal.

Wenxiu declined again and again, but finally had to stay, as Xiaolan's family was well prepared.

Knowing that Wenxiu was coming, Xiaolan, her mother, and her grandmother went to the market town yesterday and bought several pounds of meat, fish, lobsters, and many vegetables.

They had planned to keep Wenxiu for a meal today to thank her for helping their poor family.

Xiaolan's mother is in poor health, so Xiaolan and her grandmother usually cook for the family.

Today, Xiaolan's mother asked her mother and Wenxiu to talk in the outer room, while she and Xiaolan were busy cooking in the kitchen.

Wenxiu chatted with the old woman for a while, but couldn't sit still, so she went into the kitchen to help the mother and daughter pick and cut vegetables.

The old woman also came over and asked Wenxiu to come out and rest while she and her daughter cooked.

Xiaolan's mother wiped the water on her hands on the kitchen stove, walked over, snatched the kitchen knife from Wenxiu's hand, and pushed Wenxiu out of the kitchen with both hands.

"Miss Wenxiu, you are a guest, how can we ask you to help cook? Go sit down in the house and take a rest. Lanlan and I will prepare the meal in a moment."

Wen Xiu laughed and said seriously: "I don't want so many good ingredients to be ruined in your hands."

Xiaolan's mother and grandmother looked at each other and looked at Wenxiu in surprise.

Xiaolan asked innocently, "Sister Wenxiu, can you cook? I guess you can cook about the same as my mom. To be honest, since my mom and dad got sick, it's been a few years. I often cook for the whole family. It's possible that I can cook better than you."

Wenxiu smiled disapprovingly and said, "Don't look down on me. I also grew up cooking on the stove, but I like to study how to cook. There are certain rules for cooking. It's not just about the amount of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. The size and thickness of the cut vegetables are also very important. What's more important is the combination of seasonings."

Wenxiu said, looking at the bottles and cans on the stove in Xiaolan's house, and said with a smile: "With these seasonings, it is impossible to make any delicious food. They are only suitable for the general taste of home-cooked meals."

Xiaolan's mother took one look at Wenxiu and thought: I didn't realize that Miss Wenxiu is so young, yet she is proficient in everything. She is truly a rare all-round talent.

Wenxiu saw that they were staring at her blankly, and smiled, "Old woman, I am speaking the truth from the bottom of my heart."

Wenxiu opened her phone and selected seven or eight condiments on a certain platform. After she finished ordering, she put the phone in her pocket.

"I sent an expedited door-to-door delivery. It will be here in about 30 minutes. We are washing and cutting the vegetables now. When they are delivered, it will be time to cook. They will be ready to use."

Wenxiu paused, smiled, and said to Xiaolan, "Xiaolan, take your grandmother and mother back to the house to rest, and you can help me. I will cook the meal for everyone today, so that you can also taste what the food in a high-end hotel tastes like!"

Wenxiu thought, since she was planning to have a simple meal at Xiaolan's house today, so many good ingredients should not be wasted.

She decided to cook by herself and give her family a big surprise.

In Nangou Village, families with better conditions all use bottled gas.

Most families in rural areas still use earthen stoves to burn firewood to cook.

Some people are even still using the hand-pulled bellows from the 80s.

Xiaolan's family uses a small blower, which was bought by their family when their father was able to earn money.

Xiaolan's mother brought back a bundle of firewood from the yard and put it in the stove.

Xiaolan's family usually burns corn stalks and wheat straw. Bundles of hardwood firewood are piled up on the eaves of their front yard. These hardwoods are not used on weekdays, but only during festivals.

Because using hard wood to cook will keep the fire burning longer and more vigorously.

Wenxiu is a poor child from the countryside. She is not unfamiliar with this kind of life and can empathize with the situation at this moment. In her impression, she has deep similar memories.

Xiaolan's mother put a pile of firewood in the stove and said, "Miss Wenxiu, you cook and I'll light the fire for you."

Wenxiu smiled and nodded.

Given the current situation in Xiaolan's family, the few people had no choice but to cooperate with each other in this way.

In the eyes of Xiaolan's family, Wenxiu has seen the world and eaten big meals.

It is even very likely that she learned cooking skills from the chef of a big hotel for a few days, so the food she cooked is naturally much more delicious than theirs.

With Xiaolan's cooperation, Wenxiu picked, washed and cut the vegetables. She also cleaned the fish, put it in a small basin, and marinated it with onions, ginger, garlic, vinegar, sauce and cooking wine for a while.

When Wenxiu skillfully picked out the shrimp thread with a toothpick in her hand, Xiaolan's family was stunned.

They have never eaten this stuff of mine. If Wenxiu hadn't come, they wouldn't have been willing to buy it.

Not only is it extremely expensive, but they don't even know how to cook it. As for picking out the shrimp thread, they don't know anything at all.

Before Wenxiu had finished picking the shrimp threads, the courier boy had already arrived at Xiaolan's door on his motorcycle.

Wenxiu, wearing a chef's apron around her waist, hurried out of the kitchen, took the bag from the delivery man, and opened it to check.

He raised his head and smiled at the delivery man, "Thank you, sir. Go back to your work. I'll give you a good review when I'm free."

"Thank you, sister. Don't forget to give me a good review."

"I can't forget it. I have worked in this industry before." Wenxiu said with a smile.

Wenxiu has delivered takeout before, so she knows how hard they work and how important good reviews are to people like them.

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Wenxiu did not waste any money when cooking today.

Xiaolan doesn't have a refrigerator at home, and she is worried that if she cooks all the food, the family won't be able to finish it, and it would be a pity to throw away the leftovers.

Xiaolan's mother looked at the clean vegetables left on the chopping board and said, "Miss Wenxiu, why don't you fry all these vegetables?"

Wenxiu smiled and said, "We made so much and couldn't finish it all at once, so it was all wasted. You can stir-fry the remaining dishes tomorrow and continue eating!"

Xiaolan's mother turned on the small blower, lit the fire under the stove, and added firewood to the stove.

Wenxiu said as she cooked, "I'll buy you a refrigerator in a few days, just in case you have uneaten cooked food. It can be stored for a few more days."

Xiaolan's mother sat in the stove and looked up at Wenxiu, "Miss Wenxiu, we dare not trouble you again. In fact, we don't need it at home."

Wenxiu looked at Xiaolan's mother, opened her mouth several times, smiled faintly, and didn't say anything.

It didn't take long for Wenxiu to prepare the fish and shrimp and stir-fry six dishes.

At this time, the rice in the rice cooker is cooked.

Xiaolan unplugged the rice cooker, brought a pot of rice out of the kitchen, and placed it on a small square table at the foot of the big house.

Xiaolan and her grandmother moved out the only large piece of furniture in the house - a folding dining table, and placed it in the middle of the floor.

Xiaolan, wipe the table clean with a wet rag.

Xiaolan, as happy as a little bird, went in and out of the kitchen nimbly, and together with Wenxiu, brought all the dishes from the kitchen to the dining table.

Xiaolan stretched her neck and squinted her eyes, sniffing the aroma of the dishes on the table and said, "It smells so good! This is the first time I've smelled such a fragrant aroma of different dishes since I was a child."

The old lady walked over and gently patted her granddaughter's shoulder, smiled and said, "Little greedy boy, why don't you go to the kitchen and call your sister Wenxiu to come out for dinner?"

At this time, Wenxiu was in the kitchen making tomato and egg soup for everyone.