The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Yang Ruxin roughly explained the method of making hotpot base to Cheng Qian, and then let him experiment with it. There was no other way; she didn't know how to make it in detail either. Back then, she had just skimmed through it a few times online while looking up food recipes. Remembering the gist of it was already an accomplishment.

Fortunately, Cheng Qian was originally a chef. Although Dao Xuzi had reattached his broken leg, which still needed some time to recover, preventing him from standing for long periods, he couldn't resist his urge to experiment. Meanwhile, Cheng Fofo loved cooking, so the father and daughter worked well together, one instructing and the other executing. After a few trials, the flavor had now become quite similar to the spicy taste of modern times.

"How is it?" Cheng Qian and Cheng Fofo looked at Yang Ruxin nervously.

Yang Ruxin blew on a spoonful of it and gave a thumbs up: "Not bad, this is the taste... However, this flavor can be divided into three levels according to the degree of spiciness: mild spicy, fragrant spicy, and numbing spicy. What do you think?"

"Great, this way everyone can choose according to their taste." Cheng Qian nodded, "Miss Yang really has a business mind..."

"Uncle Cheng, stop praising me." Yang Ruxin waved her hand bashfully, "I've also written a recipe for spicy dishes, take your time to study it, no rush..."

"Alright." Cheng Qian nodded.

As she came out of the shop, she was initially heading to the Fang Family's place, but then suddenly saw someone sprinting toward her: "Sis Xin... Oh wow, you're finally back, I finally get to see you..."

Yang Ruxin quickly jumped to the side: "Who are you?"

"Sis Xin, it's me..." Hao Jian pointed at his nose with a hurt expression, "It's only been a few months, how could you not recognize me? So heartbreaking..."

At this moment, four servants came running, panting, behind him. They were the house servants who usually stuck closely to Hao Jian.

"Seeing them, I believe you are Hao Jian." Yang Ruxin nodded, then scrutinized Hao Jian, "But, it's only been a few months, how did you lose so much weight? Did you eat your family into bankruptcy?" Previously, Hao Jian was at most five foot six, but he weighed about two hundred pounds. Now, his previously round, pancake-like face, which once made his head look like a ball, had turned into an oval shape, losing at least thirty pounds.

"Pah pah!" Hao Jian spat on the ground twice, "Sis Xin, if my family went bankrupt, I would just go to your house and eat well..."

"No way, I'm afraid you'd eat my family into bankruptcy..." Yang Ruxin quickly waved her hand.

"Alright, Sis Xin, it's been so many days since I last saw you, where have you been? I went to your house today, otherwise, I wouldn't have known you were back, let alone that it's your birthday..." Hao Jian said as he turned his head to look at the four house servants, "Where's the gift?"

One of them quickly stepped forward and respectfully handed a box to Yang Ruxin.

"Such politeness?" Yang Ruxin looked at Hao Jian.

"Of course." Hao Jian went over, took the box, and opened it, "Sis Xin, I'm telling you, it's something I got with great effort, came from overseas, very precious..." He said as he took out a pocket watch from the box, "Look, this can tell time..."

Yang Ruxin's eyes immediately lit up: "Where did it come from?"

"Overseas." Hao Jian laughed and then leaned in, lowering his voice, "Sis Xin, I'll tell you, my dad found a way this time, invested in an overseas ship, and it returned last month. He made a good profit."