Chapter Eighty-Five: Handicraft

  Under Zhang Mu's repeated questioning, Zhang Yao finally told the truth, but concealed her liking for Wang Yiran. The feelings of a young girl were really hard to express.

  The reason was actually Song Jie again! Zhang's mother suddenly felt a surge of anger in her heart, how could it be this girl again? Zhang's mother had thought that the storm had passed, but she didn't expect her to still be obstructing her daughter.

  Zhang's mother wasn't someone who couldn't bear to see others surpass her daughter, but rather Song Jie had already become a psychological obstacle for her daughter's progress, a huge mountain on her head. In the future, it was very likely that her daughter would become disheartened and lose motivation. What could be done about this? Should she herself warn others because her daughter wasn't as good as them?

  That's also absurd, and later on, the child will inevitably develop a sense of arrogance, thinking that as long as someone is better than her, her parents will definitely solve it. That would ruin the child. Zhang Mu really racked his brains for his daughter.

  In order for her children to grow up excellently, she even resigned from a job that was about to be promoted and devoted herself to being a housewife at home, but unexpectedly still had to work hard.

  "Yao Yao, just because Song Jie is better than you in some ways doesn't mean she's smarter than you. As long as you don't get bogged down in trivial matters and work harder, you'll definitely surpass her." She could only comfort her daughter this way.

  "Really?"

  Looking at her daughter's tearful eyes, Zhang mother gritted her teeth and nodded. It wasn't that she wanted to lie, but after hearing the child's words, she knew that the legendary genius Song Jie couldn't be compared to. She even had the heart to transfer schools for the child; when had her own child ever suffered such injustice?

  Zhang Yao believed it to be true, her mother had never lied to her before. She must not have tried hard enough and would definitely need to try even harder next time. Her brother Yi Ran would surely like her then. She wiped away her tears, clenched her fist and made a silent vow.

  Song Jie was completely unaware of the mother-daughter duo's situation, and even if she knew, she wouldn't think it was any of her business. After all, being smart is innate. When she returned home, a guest had arrived - Tang Yan, who had once saved Zhao Juan.

  Tang Yan also came here to take a look on his way back to his maternal grandmother's house, this is the first time he has seen justice and bravery, defeating so many big men, every time he comes to the Zhao family, he feels a little proud.

  The Zhao family didn't treat him as an outsider either, and they treated him with the same respect as Wang Yiran. Song Jie also quite liked Tang Yan. If you say that Wang Yiran is a gentle youth, then Tang Yan is a sunny big boy, and there's no way to see the cool look he had when he was fighting that day.

  "Tang Yan Ge, you're here." Song Jie greeted him from afar.

  Wang Yiran and Tang Yan met for the first time, but they were only two or three years apart in age. Before long, they hit it off immediately, leaving Song Jie aside.

  Song Jie didn't look depressed either, and walked over to the table to peel apples for the two of them.

  Mr. Zhao sat on the side watching the two chatting and occasionally interjecting a few words. The atmosphere at home was warm and harmonious, and Tang Yan always felt the warmth of family from the Zhao's.

  Tang Yan is also from a noble family, unfortunately his parents' marriage was arranged and loveless, it's already good that he didn't turn out to be twisted.

  At noon, Zhao's mother made a lot of delicious food. Seeing the lively atmosphere at home, Song Jie also went up and showed off her cooking skills, which were quite good in her previous life. In this life, she was pampered by her family and had not shown off her skills until now, when she finally took out her culinary skills and made a dish with all her heart.

  So, Zhao's mother was also nervously afraid that Song Jie would set the kitchen on fire and closely monitored her. Unexpectedly, to her surprise, there wasn't a single mistake from start to finish. She was very skilled.

  Song Jie said that if you see it often, you will naturally do it. Taking advantage of Song Jie's cleverness, she learns everything quickly, and Mother Zhao doesn't suspect anything at all.

  The dishes were all served at once, and Song Jie mischievously asked everyone to guess which dish she had made, and also told Zhao's mother not to give any hints.

  There were six dishes on the table, each dish looked very beautiful, and it was impossible to tell them apart just by looking at their appearance.

  "Let's have a taste."

  "Right, let's try it. The worst one is definitely made by Song Jie." Tang Yan's supplement earned a white eye from Song Jie.

  Several people tasted the dishes from start to finish, and they all thought it was delicious. Now they were at a loss, several people looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do.

  "It's stir-fried wood ear with meat." Wang Yiran guessed conservatively.

  "It's just a cold dish of cucumber, this is the easiest one, only need to adjust the seasoning. Song Jie has never cooked before, it must be this one." Tang Yan thought he was right.

  "It's this Kung Pao chicken, Nini doesn't eat spicy food. When she made it, she must have thought that the taste didn't matter, anyway, she wouldn't eat it even if it was done. I think it's this dish." Zhao's father thought more crookedly and also felt that he had guessed correctly.

  Song Jie: "......"

  Zhao's mother watched from the side with great amusement and revealed the answer: "None of your guesses are correct, it's this dish of braised pork ribs."

  "Ah?!!?" Several people exclaimed in unison, unexpectedly they were all wrong.

  When I tasted this dish just now, the flavor was extremely good, and Zhao Mu's usual standard is also top-notch. Moreover, making this dish takes a lot of time, and mastering the fire timing is not easy, so no one thought about this dish first, and unexpectedly suffered a big loss.

  Song Jie was delighted, picked up a piece of pork ribs with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The rich salty sweetness filled her mouth, and because the fire was just right, it had a special chewiness. In this dish, she didn't add a single drop of water, it was completely cooked with beer, after being taken out of the pot, there was a hint of malt aroma from the beer, and the color was particularly bright.

  This is her secret recipe, and the ribs made from it are not only tender and soft, but the skin is also crispy, especially delicious.

  Watching Song Jie eating with relish, everyone quickly picked up their chopsticks to taste the dish again, and indeed the flavor was extremely good, and their taste buds were greatly satisfied.

  Everyone was full of praise, saying Song Jie can now graduate, and a meal that ended with both host and guest being satisfied.

  Rubbing their bulging bellies, everyone was stuffed. To digest a bit, Wang Yiran and Tang Yan followed Song Jie out the door for a stroll.

  This weekend, Song Jie happens to be going to Antique Street to deliver goods for Uncle Liu, and the two of them can make good use of their labor without wasting it.

  She carried two large bags, and had taken a few extra ones, with one of her male companions carrying the other, Song Jie walked in between.

  "What is this? It's so big and heavy." Tang Yan couldn't help but feel that he had been cheated by Song Jie.

  Wang Yiran also looked at her with suspicion, and he was quite curious too.

  Song Jie told you how she set up her stall and then cheated Uncle into wholesale purchasing her goods.

  Both of them were very interested, these two people had never been in contact with the sun since childhood, and they had never set up a stall before. Boys all have a sense of adventure, wanting to try everything, so they urged Song Jie to set up a stall in the afternoon.

  Song Jie didn't mind, she took a lot of things this time, and the things needed on the stall could be borrowed from Uncle Liu, which was not troublesome.

  Looking at their eager appearance, Song Jie secretly smiled, youth is indeed invincible.

  The two young masters started their first street vending career in life, and it was truly a memorable experience afterwards.

  When they arrived at the stall, Song Jie told Liu Dashi about their intention, and Liu Dashi expressed his strong support and even helped them gather all the necessary items.

  Sitting on a small stool, wearing brand-name clothes, the two young masters looked somewhat bewildered and slightly excited.

  "How about shouting out loud? I see all vendors are doing that." Tang Yan suggested.

  Just as Song Jie was about to shake his head and refuse, he spoke up.

  "Come and take a look at this excellent wood carving!"

  Song Jie Hei Xian, learned quite smoothly, the whole street people are watching him, Liu Da Shu is also on the side "heh heh" laughing.

  What a living treasure! Antique dealers don't shout out loud, they just introduce their goods when customers come, it's not like selling vegetables, can't you be more refined?

  Seeing everyone around him looking at himself, Tang Yan's face also turned red...

  Wang Yiran was very calm and didn't show off, but his clenched fists and trembling body revealed that he couldn't help but secretly laugh too.

  Tang Yan became more honest afterwards. However, when customers came, he would rush to introduce himself and soon became proficient in a short time.

  It's just that Song Jie found it strange that all the girls who came were young and had red faces, wanting to speak but hesitating, speaking in soft voices.

  Take a look to the side, it turns out to be a beauty trick, didn't expect handsome guys to have this effect too.

  She thought her eyes were subtle, but unexpectedly Wang Yiran still discovered it, and her hair was messed up again.

  There were also some cunning people and those who didn't speak nicely, the hot-headed young men almost couldn't bear it. In the afternoon, everyone gained a lot, not only earning money but also gaining knowledge.

  Song Jie didn't mind, she calculated the total account, divided the money they earned into three parts, one for each person. At first, Tang Yan and Wang Yiran both waved their hands saying they didn't want it, but Song Jie said it was their wages, so they happily accepted it.

  The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the sunset appears. A few people pack up their stalls, return their things, and walk into the sunset's embrace.

  Song Jie was sent home, and the other two went back to their respective homes.

  Tang Yan was still in a good mood when he returned to his grandmother's house, but when he saw a Red Flag car parked at the door, his face fell. It must be someone from home coming to pick him up. He had only been there for one day and already didn't have any freedom at all.

  Walking into the beautiful courtyard, along the corridor and into the house, sure enough, my uncle was drinking tea under my grandfather's invitation, an old man and a young man chatting quite warmly.

  "Grandfather, uncle." He reluctantly came forward and greeted them.

  "You're finally back, your little uncle has been waiting for you for a long time, why are you just coming back now?" Tang Yan's grandma said with a doting tone.

  "I'm going out to play with friends." Tang Yan didn't want to say more.

  "Alright, let's eat now that we're back. The meal is already prepared. Go call your grandma, and we'll start eating."

  Tang Yan responded with a "fine" and went to the main house to call Grandma, and the whole family had a tasteless dinner.