From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 160: Using Strength to Slap in the Face (First Update)

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: Using Strength to Slap in the Face (First Update)

Old Mrs. Xue’s breakfast was quickly prepared, with Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng accompanying her, occasionally chatting with her.

Old Mrs. Xue was in a good mood, but looking at the breakfast that wasn’t to her taste, she furrowed her brows.

"What’s wrong? Grandma, didn’t you say you were hungry?" Mu Shuangshuang asked curiously.

"I just don’t like what this chef makes; too flashy but not practical, doesn’t feel like home."

The chef invited by Xue Yi from the Capital mostly cooked extravagant dishes, which Old Mrs. Xue didn’t like as she had grown older.

The last time she ate two bowls of rice was when Housekeeper Xue bought Mu Shuangshuang’s wild vegetables and monkey head mushrooms, which tasted familiar to her, so she was willing to eat them.

Mu Shuangshuang understood somewhat. The porridge in front of her was topped with bits of meat and some scallions, and its color was undoubtedly appealing, even she felt like drooling.

But Old Mrs. Xue didn’t like it, and the reason she gave was that it was flashy but impractical.

Mu Shuangshuang thought for a moment, suddenly grasping the idea.

"Grandma, do you want a breakfast that feels like home?"

"Of course, I’m old now and don’t care for fancy foods anymore, just want a comfortable and simple life."

"Grandma, how about I make you breakfast? What do you think?"

"Why certainly, Shuang is going to make breakfast for me." Old Mrs. Xue smiled broadly.

Xue Yi rolled his eyes nearby. "What’s good about it, Mother? This little girl obviously hasn’t seen much of the world; what she makes surely won’t be impressive. Why bother listening to her nonsense!"

"Mr. Xue, what you said isn’t right. Shuangshuang’s cooking is delicious and not inferior to your chef’s." Lu Yuanfeng frowned; he disliked Xue Yi’s remark.

"Ha! Compete with our chef, do you really think you two can influence my mother’s opinions just because you’ve given her a suggestion? I’m telling you, impossible."

"Mr. Xue, why be so sure? I do think I can make something impressive." Mu Shuangshuang sneered, "But I’m afraid Mr. Xue won’t admit later that he said such humiliating things to me."

"My mother is here, can I run away? If you can make a breakfast that satisfies my mother and me today, I’ll always respect you from now on."

Xue Yi made a big effort; actually, he didn’t dislike the little girl in front of him, but he felt she was different from others, making him curious to test her and see what noteworthy things she might have.

Old Mrs. Xue didn’t realize Xue Yi’s thoughts at first, but when Xue Yi kept targeting Shuangshuang repeatedly, she understood.

Xue Yi was a businessman who typically concealed his emotions; otherwise, his fabric shop wouldn’t be thriving, and he wouldn’t have influence even in the Capital. As such, he must have a reason for targeting a little girl.

"Alright, let’s wait and see." Mu Shuangshuang smirked.

"I assume I can borrow your kitchen and all the ingredients I need?"

"Naturally!" Xue Yi nodded.

"Lu Yuanfeng, let’s go to the kitchen together. I’ll make something delicious for you today."

In Xue’s kitchen, a line of chefs and assistants stood behind Mu Shuangshuang, waiting for her instructions.

"Please help me prepare rice, glutinous rice, red beans, red dates, peanuts, lianzi, dried longan, and rock sugar."

Yes, Mu Shuangshuang planned to make Eight Treasures Porridge; what Old Mrs. Mu wanted was nothing more than a sense of home, simply put, it was just simple porridge and side dishes. But making porridge and side dishes wouldn’t gain Xue Yi’s approval; she had to make something not available here.

"By the way, please find me some cucumbers and cabbage stems."

Pairing Eight Treasures Porridge with pickles might seem odd, but pickles stimulate appetite, so gifting them to Old Mrs. Mu for her regular meals was a small favor.

The Xue Family lived up to their name; Mu Shuangshuang had barely finished speaking when, within less than a quarter of an incense stick’s time, everything was prepared. A few chefs stared at Mu Shuangshuang, seemingly eager to see what she would make to satisfy someone as difficult as Old Mrs. Mu.

"You all aren’t trying to secretly learn my skills, are you?" Mu Shuangshuang joked. "This is an exclusive recipe, not taught to outsiders."

A few chefs had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

To put it, they were quite pitiful, originally working as highly regarded chefs in a restaurant in the Capital, the money wasn’t as much as the Xue family offered, but they had freedom and prestige, unlike now, constantly being berated by Xue Yi.

Sigh, it’s really shameful.

"Shuangshuang, what can I do to help?" Lu Yuanfeng’s eyes held an uncontrollable smile; Shuangshuang’s words about not teaching outsiders clearly showed the chefs her status.

He was secretly very happy.

"Make a fire, such an important task should be done by someone close like you."

Mu Shuangshuang was counting on making money with these two items later, and she needed to coordinate with Lu Yuanfeng in advance so when it came time to make serious money, they wouldn’t be flustered.

Mu Shuangshuang found a big wooden basin; after washing all the ingredients the Xue Family had prepared for her, she mixed them together and soaked them.

For lianzi, she didn’t use dried lianzi, opting for fresh ones. However, all had the lianzi heart removed, ensuring they wouldn’t taste bitter when eaten.

Lu Yuanfeng helped by boiling water for the pickles, soaking the ingredients; meanwhile, Mu Shuangshuang was discussing their future plans with Lu Yuanfeng.

"Lu Yuanfeng, why don’t we deepen this partnership? I’m now selling cold noodles; you can join in, we’ll split the cost of the ingredients, but the silver we earn will be shared equally."

"No way, the cost of ingredients is not much; I won’t take advantage of you."

Lu Yuanfeng knew Mu Shuangshuang’s cold noodles were made from mung beans, but only she knew the exact recipe. Even if mung beans were costly, they couldn’t match the price of a single serving of cold noodles from Shuangshuang.

"Haha, why are you so quick to refuse, I didn’t finish yet. Then in winter, we’ll go hunting in the mountains together, and we’ll split whatever we hunt."

In the cold winter, setting up a stall in town was certainly unrealistic, better to rely on the mountains—hunt some game, chop some firewood—and each trip could earn several hundred wen.

"Don’t say the mountains are dangerous, you know my skills, I’ll run faster than anyone if there’s danger."

Mu Shuangshuang directly stifled the words Lu Yuanfeng wanted to say.

Lu Yuanfeng suddenly recalled the last time they were hunting wild boar in the woods, the determination Shuangshuang showed when pulling him to run for their lives.

Perhaps partnering with Shuangshuang really wasn’t a bad idea.

"Alright then, we’ll work together, but when in the mountains, you have to follow my lead; outside, I’ll follow yours."

"Okay, okay, happy cooperation—once we’ve saved enough silver, we’ll send the two little ones to school come springtime."

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