My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!
Chapter 164 - 165 My Man Has Eaten It_1

Chapter 164: Chapter 165 My Man Has Eaten It_1

After arriving at the town, Qiao Duo’er found that many people had never seen the food known as ’yuba’.

Qiao Duo’er sliced some and put them on a plate, and customers who were originally queuing to buy pork intestines were drawn to this novel item.

"This is called yuba, it’s also a soy product, a newly introduced item. We’re not selling it today, just letting everyone have a taste, and it tastes really good!"

"Can it really be eaten?"

"I’ve never seen such a weird thing."

Many people were skeptical, and even with the free tasting, they hesitated.

Qiao Duo’er, tired of smelling the braised foods every day, stuffed a piece of yuba into Tan Zhenghong’s mouth.

"My man has eaten it, so now you can be at ease," Qiao Duo’er winked.

Tan Zhenghong chewed a few times and swallowed, "This is a vegetarian dish, made from beans, similar to tofu skin but tastier."

Hearing Tan Zhenghong say this, someone picked a small piece to try.

Those who tried it fell deeply in love with the food.

The only regret was that the owner said the yuba was not for sale today, just for everyone to try.

Ah, what a pity, nowhere to buy it even with money!

"Young lady, please just sell some yuba to me. My grandson is coming home today, and he would surely love to eat it," a silver-haired old lady pleaded.

Smiling lightly, Qiao Duo’er responded, "Granny, we’ve only made so much today. Those who come later won’t get to try it. How about this, you buy something else and I’ll give you a few sticks of yuba."

"That’s wonderful. Give me a pork knuckle; slice it thin for me."

Qiao Duo’er readily agreed, then fetched a pork knuckle for Tan Zhenghong to weigh, and swiftly sliced it into thin pieces.

"This young wife has really good knife skills."

"Even I, who’ve been cooking for decades, can’t slice as beautifully as she does. You wouldn’t believe it, but the last time I bought a pork knuckle to entertain guests, they kept praising me thinking I’d prepared it myself."

"Haha, that must’ve embarrassed you to death!"

"What’s the big deal, I’m not afraid of being laughed at!"

Qiao Duo’er cracked a slight smile. Her hands, which used to wield a knife to take lives, now found slicing meat a piece of cake.

In just a moment’s time, the pork knuckle was sliced. After wrapping the meat and yuba in butcher paper and securing it with twine, her task was complete.

The old lady happily said, "Thank you so much. You all should hurry up and buy something or there won’t be any yuba left to give away."

Her words proved effective; those still tasting the yuba immediately made purchases.

Many people, eager for Qiao Duo’er to give them extra yuba, purposely bought more of other items, resulting in the stall closing in just over an hour.

Since it was still early, Qiao Duo’er went to buy some seasonings.

Nevertheless, it was still slightly bright when she got home.

At dinner, Da Ya and Er Ya hung their heads, reluctant to speak, and the rice in their bowls didn’t seem to diminish despite eating for a long time.

"What are you thinking about? You’re not eating properly," Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help but ask.

Blinking back tears, Er Ya couldn’t help but cry out, "Fourth Aunt, does it mean we won’t have a dad anymore?"

At her words, Da Ya and Mrs. Hu also wiped away tears.

Qiao Duo’er pursed her lips. She really felt like killing that scoundrel Tan Zhengyuan. How could he have the heart to hurt these two lovely girls?

"If you had a piece of flesh that was rotten, causing you pain, and could make other flesh rot, would you keep it, despite the pain of cutting, or would you remove it?"