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When Ruan He mentioned this matter, he still couldn't suppress the strange suspicion in his heart and asked hesitantly: "What did the grocery store owner say?"

She had dealt with the shopkeeper, and he was by no means a generous person. The fact that a few mushrooms could be exchanged for a large bag of rice was weird in itself.

Aunt Zong didn't seem to know much about this matter. She shook her head slightly and said: "She...she gave me twenty copper coins and the bag of rice. I'm not sure about the other things. The master and his wife are negotiating the price with her."

To Mu Zhengbai and Zhang, Aunt Zong was just a servant with a slightly higher status, and they only brought her there to help as free labor.

Ruan He nodded in response, and Aunt Zong seemed to have something else to say. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "I'm sorry, young lady, I can't speak, and I really can't get those big white rice. They won't give it to me." .”

Aunt Zong always felt guilty that Ruan He had been helping the mother and daughter but she could not make any difference.

She has an honest and quiet character, and Ruan He actually plans to force her to be really fierce, which is ridiculous. Ruan He chuckled softly when he heard this, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, he won't be able to get up, because he was scared by me. I dare not say anything. Your big taro is more fragrant than white rice. We can have a delicious meal tonight."

"The eldest master..." Ever since Mu Zhengbai's family of three stayed with them, their lives have always been uneasy. Aunt Zong has been worried, and there is a bit of sadness in her gentle eyebrows.

"It's okay, just ignore them." Ruan He didn't care at all. In order to divert Aunt Zong's attention, he called out again: "Aunt Zong, come and help me clean and peel this big taro. I'll figure out what to use tonight. What’s so delicious about this thing?”

"Okay, young mistress." Aunt Zong smiled gently and responded. She hurriedly came forward and took the big taro. She held up a small bowl of water like a baby, carefully washed away the mud on it, and then He peeled off a layer of skin from the big taro with skillful and careful movements.

Yesterday, when Wang Xiaoer led a group of officials up the mountain, he was lucky enough to catch a half-sized litter of wild boars where the mountain wild boars used to be. They should be the cubs left by the big wild boar. They were quite large, about three years old. However, it has been able to run rampant in the mountains and forests.

If these three little wild boars were allowed to grow, it wouldn't take long before they could go down the mountain and cause harm to the crops. They happened to be encountered by a group of officials like Wang Xiaoer, and they were slaughtered and dragged back to the village. It was simply processed in front of the pork stall.

Ruan He took half of the freshly peeled wild boar meat, fished out the cooked brown rice in the pot, and threw the freshly shaved wild boar meat into the pot, mixed it with the taro pieces cut into small pieces, and stuffed them together. Steam it in the pot.

There was no way to keep the wild boar meat fresh. In front of so many people, Ruan He couldn't just throw the wild boar meat into the space to keep it fresh. He could only handle it as much as possible and put it in a cool place to keep it fresh. Fortunately, the weather was cold, so he couldn't keep it fresh. As for letting it go bad early.

Not long after, a delicious dish of taro-braised pork came out of the pot, and the strong aroma filled the air and wafted out.

The taro was big enough. He cooked a large pot full of it and brought it to the table. He put the pot of brown rice aside and then Ruan He invited everyone to come and eat.

The two brothers Mu Yunxiao and a group of officials were busy building the house all day long. They were so tired now that they walked in without stopping as soon as they heard about the meal.

Wang Xiaoer sat at the table and saw the pot of taro stewed pork. He couldn't help but praise: "Wow...it smells so good...my sister-in-law's craftsmanship is really awesome!"

Mu Yunxiao helped distribute the food to everyone. The group of officials headed by Li Jiang got their own bowl of rice first. After all, they were guests, and then served bowls of rice to Mrs. Mutai, Aunt Zong and others one by one.Everyone had just sat down, and Mu Zhengbai, Zhang's mother and daughter, who didn't know where to go to be lazy, then walked in slowly, especially naturally.

Mu Zhengbai was about to reach out and take away a bowl of rice when Ruan He glanced at him coldly and gave him a hard backhand blow with his hand.

"Ah!" Mu Zhengbai felt pain and quickly retracted his hand, staring at Ruan He angrily. He was about to curse a few times, but when he saw so many officials around him, he didn't dare to say more.

"We don't want the rice you exchanged, but you can't eat the rice I cooked. Go aside and eat your white rice. Don't touch my brown rice."

Ruan He glanced at the three of them coldly, took away the bowl of rice in front of Mu Zhengbai, and said unceremoniously.

Mu Qinghong was so angry that she put her hands on her hips. Ever since she got the tattoo, her face had always been wrapped in a long scarf. When she heard this, she almost exploded with anger. She glared at Ruan He angrily and said, "You... ...You! Don’t go too far, this is our home too! My last name is Mu!"

Ruan He ignored her provocation at all, sat down with the bowl in hand, and had a full meal.

The taro braised pork was very fragrant. Ruan He finished the bowl of rice in three mouthfuls. The brown rice was mixed in and it didn't feel stiff.

After a while, the plate of taro braised pork had been completely eaten. Seeing that there was not much rice left in the pot, Mu Zhengbai became anxious.

He hasn't eaten yet!He does have rice in his hand, but he doesn’t know how to cook it!
Mu Zhengbai came forward anxiously, a smile appeared on his dog-like face, and he said flatteringly: "Xiaohe! I was wrong, I will definitely stay at home and work hard, the house will not be damaged." I won’t go out until it’s done! Bring me a bowl of rice!”

Mrs. Mutai couldn't stand his appearance the most, and mocked angrily: "What? Don't you have white rice? Are you used to our brown rice?"

"Mom... I was wrong, let me have a bite of food!" Mu Zhengbai nodded in response and said without daring to answer any more words.

They just had a full meal, and there was only a little bit of rice left on the bottom of the pot. Mrs. Mutai looked at Ruan He, as if asking for her opinion.

After all, this brown rice was also obtained by Ruan He. It was up to Ruan He to decide how to deal with it. Mrs. Mu also knew that Mu Zhengbai was a stubborn person. If he couldn't eat the rice, he didn't know what trouble he would cause.

The officials didn't care about their household affairs, knowing that Ruan He could handle it by himself, so they went out to work one by one after eating.

It is difficult for an upright official to handle household matters. Mu Zhengbai is not a human being, so they have to handle it themselves.

(End of this chapter)