I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 252 - 249: Another Delicious Creation

"Oh! You’re here! Ming’an, Yunhai, head to the kitchen to grab some tangyuan. Yueyue, you go too."

"I’m... not hungry!" Jiang Mingyue squatted directly next to her third sister, and Xia Xiaosi immediately placed a straw cushion behind her.

"Let me guess, having tangyuan at night, Second Brother, could it be that these tangyuan are a gift from some family’s daughter?"

Xia Xiaosi covered her mouth and laughed, Yueyue’s guesses were always spot-on, but as a new bride, she was not yet familiar with the family, so she remained reserved for now.

Jiang Zhenmei tilted her head and whispered, "You’re right, these are from Aunt Yang’s niece. They live behind Aunt Jiao’s house."

Jiang Mingyue paused her fingers and discreetly glanced at her Second Brother, whose ears were turning red.

Her expression momentarily complex.

"How is this niece?"

"Yueyue, her name is Yang Zao Hua. It’s a pity you weren’t there when Granny Jiao gave out quilts; that girl was in the crowd, shouting congratulations the loudest. For this, our mom even rewarded her with an extra White Rabbit candy. But that girl later sent four persimmons over, specifically for you. I mentioned it to you."

Jiang Mingyue gave an awkward smile. She... didn’t remember at all, after all, those four persimmons ended up in the mouths of Xiao Ran and Xiaxia.

But now she was relieved; she wasn’t the girl in the book who set up her Second Brother.

Mrs. Jiang joined in, "It’s normal not to remember, unlike you guys who’ve seen her since childhood."

Jiang Jian Country also chimed in, "Yes, Yang Zao Hua comes to stay at her aunt’s house for some days each year. They are like mother and daughter. Second Brother, if you like her, don’t wait too long... tomorrow, let’s hurry our mom to find a matchmaker. Be careful not to let someone else snatch her away. I think Yang Zao Hua looks good, has a nice personality, and gets along well with her aunt, and Aunt Yang’s family is decent. It’s rare that she likes you too. As a man, you should be a bit proactive."

Shen Fanghua looked at her eldest son, who could say such words, and felt very gratified. If he were the silent one from before, he wouldn’t even solve his own marriage, let alone advise his Second Brother. Now... Mrs. Jiang glanced at her daughter-in-law, who was smiling while talking about something, highly satisfied. Her eldest son truly hit the jackpot.

As for the tangyuan... no one except the Second Brother ate them. Jiang Ming’an and his group soon left after joining and bringing others along; after all, they’ve seen enough excitement.

Today was possibly the most festive day in decades for the Jiang Family. By the time they turned off the streetlights, it was already 1 a.m.

Jiang Mingyue thought she’d be very sleepy, but after soaking in the hot spring, she still felt wide awake.

The corn in the field matured yesterday evening. It was delayed for a few hours; she mobilized her spiritual power, raised her hand, and the corn cobs instantly fell, flew in one direction, and completed the de-husking, moisture removal, dust cleaning, packaging, and storage in one go.

The corn stalks were then burned to charcoal ash, turned over in the soil, and transformed into fertilizer for the next crop.

Jiang Mingyue estimated the weight; like before, the eleven acres still yielded only 4,400 pounds.

This yield needed rescue; she wondered when it would speed up. If she could produce this much in an hour, that would work too!

Jiang Mingyue soaked the rice seeds, then scattered them into the land, ready to transplant sprouts after an hour. It would still take some spiritual power to irrigate the fields, so she decided not to sleep at all.

She went to see the black truffles, lifting the pine needles; the black truffles appeared in large patches, with a diameter reaching six centimeters, ideal for harvesting for best flavor. Utilizing her spiritual power, she gathered four huge baskets.

Jiang Mingyue remarked: Heaven has a yardstick!

The black truffles were cleaned and cut open, the clear marbling incredibly tempting, indeed fine products from the magical space.

Jiang Mingyue moved her fingers, crushing some into granules, and peeled and cleaned appropriate garlic cloves, crushing them similarly.

She poured oil into the pan. With no olive oil in the spatial kitchen, she used oil extracted from avocados her elder brother picked a while ago. Once the oil was heated, she turned the flame low, added the black truffle and garlic granules to the pan, stirred, added suitable salt, and removed once the aroma was released. After cooling, she sealed it in jars.

Her jars and crocks were running low and needed replenishing.

She casually grabbed a steamed bun, tore it open, and sandwiched the truffle paste inside. One bite... the rich umami overflowed instantly, overwhelming all worldly flavors in her mouth... Jiang Mingyue was left speechless. Was this really black truffle paste? It must have been refined by the Emperor Yan himself, it was so delicious. Unbeknownst to herself, she finished a bowl of paste, and six of the steamed buns were gone, too. Oh, how full!

With the truffle paste incident, Jiang Mingyue couldn’t sleep more, so she made some more, setting aside fifty jars as gifts.

In the field, after transplanting the seedlings, she brewed another batch of corn wine. Remembering the flowers that were transplanted from No. 55 Pear Blossom Lane to the pine forest, Jiang Mingyue decided to check how they were growing.

Only, the once-bare flowers were now lush, with abundant foliage, hiding buds among the green leaves, and on top, large red blooms had appeared.

Ah! They were roses, and edible ones at that. Previously, she thought they were Chinese roses or roses of Sharon!

Amidst the flowers, the strong fragrance invigorated her senses.

This... cannot be wasted.

Jiang Mingyue simply waved and picked them.

The large blossoms had their petals plucked, to be later baked into rose pastries for Mrs. Jiang; "Human World Cake Fragrance" had thirty-six types of cakes, this being one of them.

For the larger buds, she could make flower tea.

After the osmanthus tea, her house now added rose tea. As for the source of the roses, naturally, the ever-reliable ’Cousin Covers for Everything,’ occasionally substituted by Yan Jinzhi, although she was reluctant to rely on him.

In Bamboo Garden, Lightning lay in the new nest built by Yan Jinzhi, thoroughly asleep.

...

Today’s breakfast aroma was unfamiliar to the Jiang Family from afar, though they never smelled it before, they couldn’t stop drooling from their rapid saliva production.

Such aroma, so enticing... They were salivating!

Jiang Ming’an, who arrived late, was in a grumpy mood for not getting enough sleep, enveloped in a low pressure that no one dared provoke, until... his foot crossing the threshold suddenly paused, his nose catching another whiff... instant clarity, the morning grumpiness nonexistent!

This... Is it truffle paste? Too familiar since both he and his sister indulged in their past life; the fridge always stocked a row of premium truffle paste, abundantly available.

The sharp wolf eyes scanned over the food at the table... indeed! Apart from their Mingyue, who else could bring out truffles like this?

Seeing Jiang Ming’an and his companion, Mrs. Jiang immediately waved over.

"Ming’an, Yunhai, come taste what Yueyue made... reportedly called black truffle paste, smells so delicious, we’ve never tried it before. Ming’an, where did you find these truffles, so fresh, are they expensive?"

Answering this was incredibly easy for Jiang Ming’an.