The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 146 - 145: Do you plan to keep him?

Chapter 146: Chapter 145: Do you plan to keep him?

While waiting, Qu Tong demonstrated how to make tomato sauce.

"Tomato sauce is also very simple."

"Wash the tomatoes and score them with a cross at the top, then blanch them with boiling water, which makes peeling them quite easy."

"Cut the peeled tomatoes into pieces, remove the cores, place them in a food processor, and blend into tomato juice."

"Pour it into a pot, add an appropriate amount of rock sugar, and simmer on low heat. Don’t skim off the foam on top; it’s natural coloring."

"Add a little white vinegar and some salt, which will make it sweeter, but of course, you can also choose not to add them."

Qu Tong kept stirring with a spoon, and gradually the tomato juice thickened into a nice and thick sauce.

The white spoon scooped up a spoonful of the bright red tomato sauce, glistening and translucent like shattered blood jade, making it particularly appetizing.

The fries were just about frozen enough, and frying them in oil heated to medium temperature would do.

Even when making the simplest of foods, Qu Tong strived for perfection.

The fries were golden and crispy, and the tomato sauce was temptingly sweet and sour.

The fans in the live stream were very supportive, praising both the food and Qu Tong, eagerly anticipating the lottery drawing segment.

Qu Tong hadn’t made much this time, only drawing 10 winners.

Just as the viewers were lamenting, Qu Tong said something that triggered thousands of cheers.

"Mu’an Vegetable and Fruit Shop has a new product today, potatoes, 300 Star Coins per portion, 5 pounds each, limited to 1000 portions."

After Qu Tong spoke, the number of viewers in the live stream halved instantly.

Two seconds later, the numbers surged back in.

Many people were asking why there were no tomatoes for sale.

Qu Tong apologized, "The tomatoes grown on our farm are cherry tomatoes, mainly eaten as fruit. Maybe in the future, we’ll consider planting larger tomatoes. For now, you can go to other farms to buy them, or you can just buy the tomato sauce."

Then she ended the live broadcast.

When printing out the ten winning names, she noticed one of the delivery addresses was on Abel Star, but she didn’t recognize the recipient.

Upon opening her contacts, sure enough, there was a message from Xiong Lie.

There was also a friend request, with the note: "Sis-in-law, please accept! I am Wu Yue."

The lucky winner was one of Wu Yue’s soldiers.

Thinking that Wen You and Cheng Feng had mooched quite a bit of food from her, while the other two could only grimly guard the frontier, she kindly decided to send them a large bottle of tomato sauce and several tens of pounds of potatoes.

They were Si Yuting’s soldiers, so she might as well feed them too; who asked them to have such a generous boss.

A little bit of potatoes was nothing to her.

A few hours earlier, Si Yuting, who was at the Ministry of Defense listening to the latest dissection report on the Insect Clan, received a notification on his light brain—a reminder of his little wife’s live broadcast.

Si Yuting swiped it away and continued reviewing the report.

Not until the seminar finished, at eight in the evening, did Si Yuting board his aircraft back to Yuelan Bay and had the time to open Qu Tong’s live stream replay.

The video only ever showed her hands working on various tasks, and even when her upper body occasionally appeared on screen, it was coded.

The aircraft switched to autopilot mode, and Si Yuting set up a split-screen to watch Qu Tong’s live stream replay.

Her hands were delicate, and with them, food transformed into even more exquisite delicacies. Her explanations, clear and pleasing as a mountain spring, never bored the listener.

When he spotted many familiar IDs calling her ’wife’ and ’sis-in-law’ in the live chat, he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

It seemed the training plan might be too lenient.

The aircraft flew at standard speed, and as Si Yuting was nearing home, Qu Tong’s live stream replay was also drawing to a close.

While waiting to fry the fries, Qu Tong rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands under the faucet, with the live chat overflowing with praise for her beautiful hands.

Si Yuting paused the replay, pinching and zooming in on the screen with his thumb and index finger.

After confirming it was not something dirty, he shrunk the view and continued playing the replay.

As soon as he got home, the butler brought him a food box.

"Your Highness, the lady has sent you something, it has already been three hours."

Si Yuting took it, not the fries from the live broadcast, but three compartments full of green dates, more than thirty in total, each separated by a thin layer of foam paper.

Thinking of the energy fruits or purified meats that had been coming without a break since the league started, Si Yuting had complex feelings.

His little wife was this...

Planning to fatten him up?

*

After finishing the live broadcast, Qu Tong made a simple dinner with potatoes. Before she could start eating, Yuan Hewen turned up right on time.

Qu Tong had no choice but to give him the portion she had intended for Xiang Bin.

After eating, the two went into the laboratory together.

Yuan Hewen, drawing on his solid pharmacological foundation, had deduced forty or fifty of the most likely formulas, which now required Qu Tong to personally verify through experimentation.

Of course, even after the verification, it’s possible that none of them would be successful, and they would need to continue making adjustments.

Qu Tong was aware of the interstellar process of concocting medicines, but thinking about concocting a nutrient solution on the same level as Cheng Feng’s family, she still spent the whole night letting Yuan Hewen teach her in detail again.

When the stellar sunlight streamed into the laboratory, feeling Yuan Hewen’s gaze on her, Qu Tong sighed and thought to herself that she truly was still that genius.

The way Yuan Hewen looked at her was the exact same way Shengsheng had looked at her in the beginning.

It was the look of someone seeing a clump of hopeless mud that couldn’t stick to a wall.

"Fine, you’re allowed to find another talented apprentice in the future," Qu Tong said, kindly comforting him.

Although Qu Tong was not well-versed in pharmacology and lacked the talent for researching medicines, she had a good memory.

The reason she was able to concoct medicines was that she meticulously committed to memory every detail of the ingredients, quantities, and steps of each medicine, coupled with the special function of her spiritual power.

It was as if concocting medicines was an integrated science exam, and all she could do was rote memorization.

Yuan Hewen, though frustrated, could only give up on making Qu Tong understand the principles and chose a more direct method:

He rewrote the detailed methods for each medicine and guided her through the process of concocting them one by one.

However, this meant that his workload had just doubled, really enough to tire out his old bones.

"Sigh~" Yuan Hewen slumped in his chair, feeling thoroughly exhausted.

But soon Yuan Hewen changed his mind.

With the test questions known, rote memorization could also be a fast and effective method.

The two of them stayed in the laboratory for two days and two nights, and in the middle of it, Qu Tong only squeezed in two hours of sleep.

Yuan Hewen downed several tubes of Energy Liquid that Qu Tong had made, not resting the whole time, and still made fun of Qu Tong for being young and yet not as enduring as an old man like him.

Qu Tong merely glanced at him indifferently, took the two tubes of research results, and went back to her room to catch up on sleep.

The next morning when she woke up, she still felt it wasn’t enough, but she had to head back early to avoid any unforeseen circumstances that might cause her to be unable to return on time.

Yuan Hewen was excitedly waiting for Qu Tong in the courtyard early in the morning, and just as his warm heart got chilled by the autumn wind, turning icy cold, and the bluestone path was trodden with a trace, did Yuan Hewen receive a message:

"I’m back on Capital Star."

Yuan Hewen’s mood instantly felt like a waterfall had been poured over his head, furiously letting out a groundhog’s bark.

Who could understand his collapse!

This was a groundbreaking advancement, with further improvements it might even change the fate of the nation.

They had just succeeded with two and a half bottles of semi-finished product, and she had left.

Leaving him, an old man without spiritual power, in a state of anxiousness.

Ahhhhhh!!!

So frustrating!!