Gu Nian didn’t see where Sanhu and Little Hu had gone.
Erhu was in the yard preparing materials for Lin Sanshui to weave grass shoes. Gu Nian walked over and asked, "Second Brother, isn’t there a family in our village that raises sheep?"
She often saw flocks of sheep on the hillside, so she knew.
"Yes, Old Mr. Li in the village has raised about a dozen. Why are you asking?" Erhu kept working as he spoke.
"Do the sheep Old Mr. Li raises produce milk?" Gu Nian asked with her bright, sparkling eyes.
"I heard a while back that his sheep gave birth to two lambs." Erhu slowed down his work as he recalled, "By the way, why are you asking about this?"
"I want to get some sheep milk. Do you think Old Mr. Li will give me some?" Gu Nian was not very sure.
Erhu finally put down what he was working on, "Old Mr. Li is a pretty nice guy. If you bring him some fresh vegetables, he will probably give you some. But, what do you need it for?"
"To make something delicious!" Gu Nian said mysteriously.
"Sheep milk is so gamey, no matter how you drink it, there’s always that gamey taste. What delicious thing can you make with it!" Erhu wasn’t very interested.
"There’s actually a lot you can make with sheep milk, and I can make it taste like there’s no gaminess at all!" Gu Nian teased.
Thinking of his little sister’s culinary skills, Erhu’s puzzled eyes immediately lit up, "Little Sister, what delicious thing are you going to make? Come, tell your Second Brother, and I’ll help you get the sheep milk."
"I haven’t made it yet, even if I told you, you wouldn’t know." Seeing his greedy look, Gu Nian couldn’t help but laugh, "Second Brother, you said it yourself, the sheep milk is up to you!"
"Alright, I’ll go get it," Erhu said, standing up immediately. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NovᴇlFirᴇ.ɴet
As he was about to reach the door, he remembered something and asked, "By the way, Little Sister, do you need anything else? You can’t make food with just sheep milk, right?"
"No need for anything else, just take care of the sheep milk for me." Gu Nian was going to make milk tea. There was already a large bag of tea leaves at home, picked from the wild on the mountain, not yet sold, perfect for her use.
By the time Erhu came back with the sheep milk, Gu Nian had prepared other ingredients, and Erhu was tasked with chopping down a big piece of bamboo.
When Erhu returned from the mountain with the bamboo, Gu Nian’s red bean milk tea was ready!
By Gu Nian’s preference, she actually liked the texture of pearls and milk bombs more.
However, given the current situation, milk bombs were out of the question. Making pearls was a bit troublesome, though she could make them, there just wasn’t enough time.
Gu Nian had Erhu saw off a section of the bamboo, washed it carefully, and filled it with milk tea before handing it to Erhu, "Second Brother, take this to Young Master Nan and the others."
Erhu’s excited expression suddenly froze, "So, Little Sister wants to use this to please Young Master Nan!"
After all, failing lunch and losing the cooking job, Erhu couldn’t help but think that way.
Gu Nian just smiled and said, "Second Brother, this isn’t to please, it’s to thank."
To Erhu, there wasn’t much difference.
Gu Nian urged him, "Hurry up, I’ve left some in the pot for you, so you can have a good taste of your little sister’s cooking when you get back!"
"Alright, then I’d better have a good taste!" Erhu left with a smile.