Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 547 - 61: The Ability to Support the Family
After eating over a dozen beans, Chen Changhai reluctantly put down the lid.
He smacked his lips and turned to Da Dan, saying: "By the way, anything else good you’ve made? Let me try it all."
— What a treasure Da Dan is.
Da Dan was also happy.
— How much is soybean paste even worth?
These days, soybeans are much cheaper than rice or flour. Besides, making paste doesn’t require any expensive ingredients.
As for whether there is anything else... 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
There’s plenty!
Two rows of jars in the kitchen!
Da Dan opened them one by one:
"Crispy rice, want to try?"
Chen Changhai pinched a piece—
"Crispy, quite chewy... lingering sweetness, very fragrant, and addictive."
He curiously examined the crispy rice in his hand:
"What’s in this? Doesn’t taste like the usual snacks sold."
Da Dan told the truth: "Wheat bran, rice husk."
If his aunt wasn’t so picky, these materials wouldn’t have been used to this extent.
Chen Changhai: ...
He once sold a batch of these to a pig farm.
"But this stuff scratches the throat, it’s all crushed shells, can it really be eaten?"
"Yes, it can."
Da Dan promised solemnly.
"First, you cook it until it softens, break it down, and mix it with other ingredients..."
"I’ve got rice in there too!"
Sure enough, over half a pot was brown rice, with just a handful of white rice added.
If it’s not whole grain, how can it be so chewy?
As for the rest, he definitely couldn’t disclose — these were his secret recipes.
Chen Changhai’s expression was complicated, holding the crispy rice, unsure if he should take a bite.
But soon he was pleasantly surprised—
"This costs so little, paired with the soybean paste, it’s perfect!"
"Da Dan, make more, you might earn more than Daya in the future."
Da Dan was also overjoyed.
He thought to himself, his aunt’s pickiness had truly sharpened his skills and abilities!
These city folk, having eaten too richly, praised the cheapest two items endlessly.
Chen Changhai relaxed, picking up a larger piece of crispy rice and chewing it slowly, looking expectantly at him:
"Any more?"
Da Dan pondered over the cheapest one, lifting another jar—
"Pickled green plums."
They weren’t pickled with sugar, but rather with chili powder and rice powder and other seasonings.
The plums were picked from nearby mountains.
They were so sour that no one would pick them, year after year.
Da Dan didn’t really know how to eat them, but with such a large family, he couldn’t stand to leave edible things untouched.
So he just brought them all back.
He initially thought about sweet-pickling them, but at that time, his aunt was drinking sweetened tea with rock sugar, which was expensive, so he couldn’t bear to use it.
By comparison, chili powder and rice powder were much cheaper!
If sweetness didn’t work, try salt and spice!
He might have a gift, as all these snacks turned out to be successes.
Initially, no one wanted to eat them — match sour plums with chili powder, what kind of pairing is that?
Locals would only make preserves with them.
Only his aunt had faith in him (eager to try something new), daring to taste them, and it became a staple at every meal.
After all, you’d get toothache if you ate too much.
Chen Changhai: ...
Forget a toothache, just hearing Da Dan describe it made his gums feel a bit soft.
But then...
"I’ll give it a try."
A plum was popped into his mouth, with the fresh aroma of fruit first, followed by the spice of the coating, and lastly, as he bit down, a burst of sour and refreshing juice mingled with the outer layer of seasoning.
It created an indescribably delicious explosion in the mouth.
— Refreshing!
Chen Changhai, while swallowing his saliva, instructed that more of these should be prepared too.
Da Dan nodded: "It’s the right season, plenty on the trees!"
He had many friends in the yard, for just a dime a basket. In a few days, they could clear out this mountainside.
Seeing him so confident, Chen Changhai’s gaze became complex.
At this moment, he realized a truth—
"You usually handle the kitchen, don’t you?"
Da Dan nodded satisfactorily, putting the lid back on.
"Yes, anything food-related in the house, I handle it."
Chen Changhai subconsciously asked: "And the vegetable garden in the yard..."
"I handle that as well."
Da Dan said nonchalantly: "Except for the watering, everyone helps out with that."
Chen Changhai: ...
Chen Changhai’s dreams were shattered.
But strangely, he felt that this was quite normal.
After all, the God of Wealth was indeed fierce; it’s hard to imagine her cooking calmly in the kitchen.
To be honest, just the thought of it feels like sharpening knives to kill pigs and sheep.
