CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 434 KITCHEN ANECDOTES (THREE MORE)

"You old hag, this is just a warning. If you dare speak out of turn again, or stop me from doing anything, then get out and go back to your own family, don’t stay here at our Old Mu Family."

"Our Old Mu Family doesn’t need disobedient people!"

After saying this, Mr. Mu turned his back and walked out the door.

Leaving Old Mrs. Mu behind, both rolling on the ground and swearing.

For a while, the main room was completely uninhabitable.

Mr. Mu took the land deeds and left, heading straight to Fu Wu’s home.

Fu Wu received Mr. Mu politely and casually mentioned a few people interested in buying his land.

"Uncle Mu, speaking frankly, it’s hard to sell land at this time. First, it’s not the post-harvest season."

"Secondly, for three acres of land, it’s hard to find a buyer of that magnitude."

Most families only purchase one acre of land, and even then it’s funded by scrimping and saving, squeezed out from generations of hard-earned money.

"What should we do?" Mr. Mu was anxious.

After painstakingly finding the land deeds at home.

Usually, such things are held by Old Mrs. Mu. Today, to resolve this issue quickly, Mr. Mu rummaged through the house thoroughly until he found three land deeds.

The land of the Old Mu Family was all written under Mr. Mu’s name, so there wouldn’t be any disputes.

"Uncle Mu, let me tell you, the potential buyer is the Zhang Family from the west side of the village. They’re offering one silver coin, regardless of the type of land, as long as it’s paddy field!"

"That’s not acceptable, our land has lost enough already, we can’t afford to lose more." Mr. Mu firmly refused.

The others either had no cash or were lowering the price.

Fu Wu appeared to be in a very difficult position.

"There’s no solution, the current buyers are all lined up here, the rest are waiting to buy after the autumn harvest."

"Who?" Mr. Mu was excited, realizing his lack of composure, he continued. "I mean, who is planning to buy land after the autumn harvest?"

"Who else, it’s none other than the boy from the Old Lu Family, he’s earned some money, and previously had no land, so he asked me to select a few acres for him."

Mentioning Lu Yuanfeng made Mr. Mu frown.

Lu Yuanfeng and Mu Shuangshuang have a good relationship. Who knows whose land it will be in the future?

"Alright, Uncle Mu, don’t rush, I’ll inquire in other villages. Fengzi’s money is for buying top-grade fertile land, your land doesn’t meet his criteria."

"What? Top-grade land?" Mr. Mu was taken aback.

Which farmer buys top-grade land, that’s insane!

"Yes, but Fengzi says he can’t cultivate land, if it’s not fertile, the land won’t hold up, and then it’ll end up being sold to someone else."

Hearing this, Mr. Mu’s eyes lit up.

Indeed, he had forgotten, that boy is a hunter, he has no experience in farming, he’s not cut out for it.

If his land was bought by that boy, he’d eventually sell it.

Right now, what Mr. Mu needs is silver to circulate.

"Fu Wu, help Uncle Mu out, talk with Fengzi, let him buy my land, I’ll add one acre of dry land, have him gather eleven silver coins for me. Then, combined with Old Mrs. Mu’s coffin savings, the twenty silver coins will be complete."

"It’s no use, Fengzi isn’t interested in such land, he wouldn’t cultivate it well." Fu Wu shook his head.

Fu Wu clearly understood Mr. Mu’s intentions.

Simply believing that his earlier words gave him hope of reclaiming those acres of land.

It’s sheer wishful thinking.

"Fu Wu, just consider it Uncle Mu pleading with you. When our eldest makes it to the top, there’ll be benefits for you!"

Mr. Mu brought up Mu Dade, making Fu Wu barely agree.

"Alright, let’s leave it at that, as for the result, I have to first discuss it with Fengzi."

"Then make it quick!"

Mr. Mu returned home worried, and Fu Wu wasn’t in a rush to find Lu Yuanfeng. Tonight, when he goes to invite Shuangshuang for dinner, Lu Yuanfeng will be there too, he can discuss it with him then.

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Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng had lunch, then Lu Yuanfeng went home to make a cool mat and check on Xing Beichen.

Mu Shuangshuang stayed in the house preparing things for the evening.

Meatballs needed to be shaped in advance, and the beef bones bought last time could be used today, since the meat was cleaned off and the bones dried by Mu Shuangshuang.

After washing the beef bones, Mu Shuangshuang lit a fire, initially intending to keep the beef’s original flavor, she prepared to add nothing, letting it simmer directly for two hours, until the beef bone broth gushed into the soup, then adding some spices, etc.

Shaping meatballs is also a meticulous task, requiring mixing various ingredients, fortunately, Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t busy with anything else and could enjoy being engrossed in work alone.

In the evening, Yu Si Niang returned from the fields, having inspected the few acres of dry land in Tie Dao Village, planning to finish them within the next few days.

Discussing with Mu Shuangshuang, they decided to do it after the Mid-Autumn Festival burn, Yu Si Niang would rent an ox from the Wang Family, letting Lu Yuanfeng plow the fields.

But now that Lu Yuanfeng’s status has changed, Yu Si Niang no longer hides her concern for Lu Yuanfeng.

"Shuangshuang, Fengzi has done so much for our family, remember to thank him properly. He’s an honest kid, don’t bully him!"

"Mother, you’re hurting Shuangshuang now, Shuangshuang is your daughter, yet you’re helping Fengzi bully me. I’m hurt, I’m sad!"

Mu Shuangshuang said so deliberately, to see Yu Si Niang’s reaction.

Unexpectedly, Yu Si Niang admonished, "You naughty child, speaking nonsense again, Fengzi isn’t as clever as you, you’re a little sprite who knows how to take care of herself."

Yu Si Niang loved Mu Shuangshuang, and occasionally did say playful things.

Like the word "little sprite," actually meaning someone smart and astute.

"Alright, alright, anyway, you only care for Fengzi, I won’t say anymore." Mu Shuangshuang pouted, quickening her pace with her hands.

By now, the beef bone broth was ready, filling the kitchen with a fresh beef aroma.

All the ingredients were prepared meticulously by Mu Shuangshuang.

Clean vegetable leaves, and the veggies for the hotpot, were all placed in a large basket.

In rural households, the baskets are large, one could hold several big sea bowls.

Yu Si Niang, smelling the fragrance of the food, and watching her tirelessly busy daughter, felt warmth surging in her heart.

Tired after a day of work, being able to see a bustling figure for her in the kitchen was an extraordinarily happy sight.

It could erase all fatigue.

Having a few words with someone she cared for, no matter how tiresome, felt truly blessed.

"Shuangshuang, do you need mother’s help?" Yu Si Niang went up and asked.

"No need, I’ve almost finished. After I fry a few dishes and cook a pot of rice, once everyone arrives, I’ll start the hotpot."

Eating hotpot, it’s best eaten freshly prepared.

Yu Si Niang nodded.

"Then I’ll check on your father, and pour him a glass of water!"