The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 271 Are You Even Letting Others Live? (8)_1

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Are You Even Letting Others Live? (8)_1

"Pretty good!" Pei Qin was quite satisfied with her current life.

Shen Songming really wanted to say that she lacked ambition, but then he thought if she did have any, she would probably turn Chu Nation upside down. His gaze shifted, and he leaned in to ask in a low voice, "Pei Laoda! Were you by any chance in biochemical weapons in your past life?"

Pei Qin looked at him as if scoffing and gestured for him to come closer.

Shen Songming’s eyes brightened, and he immediately moved in closer, stretching his ear out.

Pei Qin lowered her voice and said, "No."

Shen Songming wanted to flip the table. If it wasn’t that, why make him lean in as if she was about to disclose state secrets? What a waste of expressions!

What on earth was she thinking? Pei Qin gave him a blank look and reached for some melon seeds to crack open.

Upon arriving at the town, they unloaded the flour and oil and salt at the noodle shop, where Zou Fu and Zou Xing expressed their gratitude over and over before taking their leave.

Sitting in the noodle shop, Shen Songming watched as Pei Qin and the Zhao family sisters-in-law tallied the accounts, arranged for the next several days’ orders of he-la noodles and rice noodles. Back at home, he asked Pei Qin, "Why don’t we make rice cakes? Boiled rice cakes, stir-fried rice cakes, and deep-fried rice cakes are all so delicious!"

"It’s not like it’s done by machines. It’s okay to eat it during the New Year, but who would bother making it on a normal day!" Pei Qin didn’t like eating rice cakes and had no interest in making them either.

"Then let’s make rice cakes to eat tomorrow!" Shen Songming said eagerly. With things settled on this end, he was sure she’d soon urge him to leave again. Although he often felt like her little helper, at least they were relatives, weren’t they? Everyone else had family reunions during the New Year, and he wanted one too!

Seeing his eager yet resentful and pitiful expression, Pei Qin said, "Go buy some glutinous rice then!"

Shen Songming immediately broke into a smile, directing the servant Shuang Xi to buy glutinous rice and preparing to pound the rice cake when they got home.

The next day, right after breakfast, Shen Songming donned a light brocade robe, tucked the hem into his belt, and began to make rice cakes with Pei Qin.

Pei Wendong and Chang Yonglin didn’t want to go to school because they were eager to watch the rice cakes being made at home, but a single glare from Pei Qin sent them scurrying off to school.

Sun Xiujin and Sun Tingyu came over again to deliver vegetables and brought needlework and patterns to pass the time with Sister Peiqin and her brother.

However, upon entering, they saw several people holding pestles. Sun Tingyu asked curiously, "What are you making with those?"

"Making rice cakes!" Pei Yuan replied, smiling.

Pei Qian frowned at the two of them but didn’t tell them to leave.

Sun Xiujin stepped forward to take a look. The white blob inside the mortar seemed to stick and refuse to come out when pounded, which she found very peculiar. Even more perplexing was the relationship between Pei Qin and Shen Songming. He wasn’t a resident of Yuanyang County, yet he had been staying there for several days without leaving, almost as if he lived in Pei Qin’s home.

Shen Songming had called for making rice cakes, but his former self was nothing but a frail Scholar, and he couldn’t keep up after a short while. He called his two guards over to do the pounding instead.

Watching him drag a chair over and slump into it tiredly, Sun Xiujin thought of the effort he put into pounding and couldn’t help but smile to herself.

Once the two trained guards took over, the speed of making rice cakes increased significantly.

Pei Qin instructed Pei Yuan on how to slice the cakes, while Pei Qian helped out.

As soon as the rice cakes were ready, they immediately started slicing them.

Shen Songming called out, eager to taste.

Pei Qin had Pei Qian cut a piece and brought over some white sugar for him and Sun Xiujin to try first.

Sun Xiujin and Sun Tingyu had never eaten rice cakes made from glutinous rice in this manner. They quickly finished off a small plate, praising its deliciousness.

Shen Songming only had a few bites, "This sweet one isn’t tasty! I want to save room for the stir-fried rice cake!"

"It can be stir-fried too!?" Sun Xiujin asked, puzzled.