She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 127 - Dont Block the Way Shortie
Chapter 127: Chapter 127 Don’t Block the Way, Shortie!
Chapter 127 -127 Don’t Block the Way, Shortie!
Xiang Ying first took a few nets out from her space and made some net bags.
Catching crayfish was tricky, as some liked to burrow into the mud.
But it didn’t matter, she had Xiang Yuanlang, this little fellow, who was good at attracting animals.
Carrying the bags, she headed to the riverbank with the three little ones, Tao Xue, and Qi Fengyi.
Skinny Monkey was worried they would wander off, so he specially assigned two people to follow nearby.
Throwing the bags into the water, Xiang Ying squatted by the river with Xiang Yuanlang.
“Erzai, call out to the crayfish in the water; whether we can eat them tonight depends on you.”
Xiang Yuanlang furrowed his brows: “I’ll try.”
He picked up a fallen leaf from the ground, blew on it with one hand held beneath his lips, and dipped the other into the water.
The river was somewhat deep, and Xiang Ying couldn’t see if any crayfish had crawled in.
After patiently waiting for a while, Xiang Yuanlang grew tired: “Let’s pull it up and see.”
Tao Xue and Qi Fengyi worked together to lift the net bag, and as the water splashed out, it revealed a crowded cluster of red within the net.
Joy lit up in Xiang Ying’s phoenix eyes.
“Erzai, you did really well! Look, so many crayfish, along with little fish and river crabs, we’ll have a spicy hotpot tonight!”
With that, she kissed Xiang Yuanlang’s cheek.
The little fellow wasn’t used to her affectionate gesture and pushed her hand away slightly, as if wiping his face disdainfully.
He pretended to be displeased: “Don’t kiss me next time, or at least tell me before you do.”
Xiang Yuanshuo gave him a look, pouting grumpily: “I won’t eat it, the locals say it’s poisonous.”
Xiang Ying rubbed his head: “It will be fine once Mom cleans it, they just don’t know how to eat it.”
She and Tao Xue started heading back to the post station carrying the crayfish, attracting many curious glances.
Lady and Xiang Qianqian sat together, along with a few other concubines.
They were struggling with the hard buns just handed out by the Military Supervisor when they looked up and saw Xiang Ying returning with a basket full of river delicacies.
“What did she catch?”
“Must be the toxic shrimp mentioned by the official, all red and vibrant. Isn’t she afraid of dying?”
“She’s so ignorant!” Xiang Qianqian, remembering the still healing wound on her forehead, said through clenched teeth, “She deserves to die.”
Xiang Ying returned to her room in the post station and arranged for Qi Fengyi and the others to set up the pot outside.
She then entered her space alone.
She first randomly picked a few crayfish for dissection, placing them under the ultra-fast microscope in the medical room for observation.
There didn’t seem to be any viruses, and even because of the cleaner water quality, they were much better than those from her era.
As for why the official claimed eating this would be fatal, Xiang Ying speculated other reasons.
Once she confirmed it was non-toxic, she called Tao Xue and Seventh Princess to help clean each crayfish and cut off their heads.
Finally, holding chopped scallions, ginger, garlic, fresh chili, and bean paste, she stepped out of the post station.
In the open area, Qi Fengyi had already set up the pot and heated the oil.
Everyone gathered around, watching as Xiang Ying tossed in the scallions, ginger, and garlic, which sizzled enticingly.
As the fresh chili and bean paste released their aroma, many stomachs couldn’t help but rumble in agreement.
It smells so good… How can someone make even poisonous shrimp smell so enticing?
Qianqian watched coldly: “She really is like a wild person, daring to eat anything.”
With hundreds of crayfish and river crabs tossed into the hot fry, Xiang Ying quietly sprinkled half a pot of strong liquor previously stored in her space.
That liquor was stockpiled during a drinking contest in Lu Feiyi’s village.
With the addition of liquor, the crayfish emitted an even more enticing fragrance, and even a cover could not contain the aroma.
Lu Feiyi sat nearby with his brothers, resting. Upon smelling this aroma, they couldn’t help but be moved—
“Smells amazing, it vaguely reminds me of the strong liquor that Aunt Jiu used to brew back in our village.”
“Ah, I really want to take a sip, but who knows if I’ll ever get the chance again in this lifetime.”
As they shook their heads and sighed, Lu Feiyi’s gaze remained fixed in Xiang Ying’s direction.
The flickering fire made his eyes appear profoundly secretive.
Xiang Ying set up another wooden board to knead dough, using fresh flour, eggs, and salt, and waiting for it to rise before turning it into noodles.
She opened the lid, spread the noodles evenly over the crayfish, and then waited for the sauce to thicken and the noodles to cook.
“Kids, grab your bowls, time to eat!” Xiang Ying shouted, and three little ones promptly presented their bowls.
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They could hardly wait, their mouths watering just from the smell.
Each received a bowl of spicy crayfish noodles. Fearing it would be too spicy for the children, Xiang Ying had prepared water pouches for them in advance.
They contained a special blend of sweet jasmine milk with bits of crushed ice.
On such a summer night, eating crayfish, looking up to see the starry sky, and sipping on some cold, sweet milk—it was incredibly refreshing!
The children quietly sat down to the side with their bowls to eat.
Xiang Ying also served Lin Lingxiang, Xiang Li, Tao Xue, and Qi Fengyi.
Since she had prepared a lot, she invited Seventh Princess Rongrong and Yu Pin and the others to join.
Xiang Ying set aside one bowl in particular, and with the little soup left, she added more noodles and a few eggs.
Raising her hand, she called out to Lu Feiyi and his men, “This pot of noodles is for you to eat. There aren’t extra bowls, so go pick some leaves nearby, wash them, and use those to eat.”
Lu Feiyi was surprised: “For us too?”
Under the moonlight, Xiang Ying’s black hair was tied up, two strands falling beside her fair cheeks, making her smile appear even more graceful and generous.
“Everyone’s got some, I just fear there might not be enough, I didn’t prepare that much.”
Lu Feiyi seemed touched: “To have a share at all is already wonderful.”
He called over the water bandits to thank Xiang Ying, resulting in a mountainous and sea-like chorus of “Thanks, boss,” that made her ears tingle.
She waved her hand, “Alright, eat up.”
Thus, centered around Xiang Ying, it wasn’t long before sounds of slurping noodles filled the air.
From somewhere, someone cried while eating: “It’s so delicious, it tastes like it’s from my grandma’s house!”
On the furthest outskirts, a group of exiled prisoners could only watch eagerly.
Among them were Xiang Qianqian and Lady, and even Zhao Bingyang and his family were astounded.
At Xiang Ying’s side, eating spicy noodles dripped in rich sauce, it looked extremely appetizing.
Looking at the dry flatbreads in their hands, it felt utterly bland by comparison.
Xiang Ying picked up the bowl she had set aside and walked towards them.
Zhao Bingyang instantly straightened up, sat properly, and lifted his head.
He knew it—how could Xiang Ying, so smitten with him, really be cruel to him?
If she begged him to try the bowl of noodles she cooked with her own hands, he could also graciously exchange a few words with her.
Indeed, Xiang Ying came right up to him.
Zhao Bingyang put on a cold face: “Let me tell you, you don’t have to say anything, I won’t eat your food, just give up.”
Xiang Ying frowned, “Why is it you again, you short pumpkin, get out of the way, don’t block the path.”
Zhao Bingyang was stunned, pushed aside by Xiang Ying.
As he steadied himself and looked back, Xiang Ying was instead approaching the family of Mr. Chu behind him!
“Mr. Chu, this bowl is my treat for you, try something fresh.”
Xiang Ying was all smiles.
Zhao Bingyang couldn’t believe his eyes.
She was ignoring him and instead currying favor with an official nearly fifty years old?
And why call him a short pumpkin! Where was he short?
