The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 325 - 325 325 Stop the Topic

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Stop the Topic Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Stop the Topic She meant that she liked these foods, who wouldn’t like tripe soup? But…

Looking up at the pitch-black window, she was speechless. She turned her eyes to Ya Molian.

“Brother Molian, it’s nearly midnight.”

Braised beef, tripe hotpot, stir-fried beef liver with spinach, and red date peanut porridge. Would it really be okay to eat so much so late at night?

“Eh, what’s the matter?”

Ya Molian asked her back. If it weren’t for the late hour, he wouldn’t have been able to bring it here. What if Grandma Qiubo heard them? Of course, it had to be at this time.

“You should eat up, or it’ll get cold.”

After hearing his words, Lin Caisang had to sit down and eat, or else wouldn’t it waste all of Ya Molian’s efforts?

“I heard some noise in your yard. You didn’t catch a wild buffalo in the forest in the middle of the night, did you?” She asked Ya Molian while sipping the beef soup.

Although her injury had healed, she had truly lost a lot of blood earlier. She had dinner and went to bed early, in her half-asleep state she heard a noise outside the window. Had Ya Molian brought back a wild buffalo and was preparing it in his yard at that time?

Had he been busy all night without a break?

“Mm.”

Ya Molian responded with a grunt, while he served her some more food.

In fact, as soon as he had brought her back, he had gone to the forest to hunt a wild buffalo and prepared it immediately.

“This beef is quite tender. Eat some too, Brother Molian.” Lin Caisang picked up a piece of beef and brought it to his mouth.

It was a bit awkward that he sat across from her, just watching her eat. After he fed her all the delicious foods, she should return the favor at least once.

Ya Molian happily bit into the beef, looking at her as she spoke.

“The wild buffalo I hunted was a bit small, around 800 pounds. I was worried that if it was too big, the meat would be too tough. A smaller one is just right. I’ll bring it over tomorrow morning, you could eat it every day for a while.”

“Bring it over?”

Lin Caisang was startled and shook her head hastily upon hearing his words.

“No, thanks. We still have some of the salted pork from last time. If you bring more, we won’t be able to finish it. If you have time, the drying room on Manghuang Mountain is available. You could make the beef into five-spice dried beef and some beef paste. If you put it in a jar like that, it would keep. It won’t be a problem to eat for several months.

We can’t finish the beef bones either, so why not share them with your brothers? Brother Enxi, Brother Yufeng, and Brother Jinghong have been following you up the mountain for several years, haven’t they?”

She said.

When it came to Ya Jinghong, Ya Molian’s face darkened a bit. He was reminded of a time when, after he had hunted a wild boar, Ban Yilu almost pushed Sang into a steaming hot bucket of water.

And for the past couple of months, Ya Jinghong had not really been that friendly to him. It was as if he had done something wrong with the incident, like he shouldn’t have blamed Yilu.

Of course, he didn’t care about those who weren’t worth his attention.

Lin Caisang also remembered that past incident and hurriedly dropped the subject as soon as she saw his unhappy expression.

“Rendered beef fat is also a good thing. It would be great to have a pot of hotpot in the winter with abundant supply of it. If you really want to bring something, bring over some beef blood and tripe. These foods won’t last, but bring only a little. We can’t finish it if you bring too much, and it would cause internal heat if we eat too much.”

Ya Molian thought for a moment, then went along with what she said, nodding his head.

“Alright, I’ll bring the dried beef over after it’s done.”