127 Took Root in Their Hearts
Everyone was shocked when they saw Su Binglan’s knife skills, but they did not overthink it. They only knew this was their family’s treasure.
When they talked about sweaters, Su Fengchen interrupted them because Su Binglan was butchering the pheasant.
At that moment, Old Madam Su took over and said, “Binglan, is a sweater something we wear like a shirt?”
Old Madam Su was curious because her third son and his family lived in poor conditions. She thought if he could use wool to make clothes, it would improve her third son and his family’s lives.
Su Binglan patiently explained, “Yes, Grandma. One would use wool to make garments like a sweater. Wearing a sweater will keep you warm when it gets cold during the winter.”
She seemed to have thought of something and continued, “Oh right, Grandma, please tell Third Uncle and his wife to save the wool and raise a few more sheep, if possible.”
Su Binglan had memories of her third uncle and his wife. Her third aunt was diligent and did not talk much, but she was kind and treated Su Binglan well. She had two sons who were older than Su Binglan.
They were teenagers who were fifteen and sixteen years old. If it were the modern era, the two teenagers would be in school, but the two worked like adults to earn money in this era.
Su Binglan’s third uncle and third aunt’s family used to be well-off because her third uncle possessed excellent cooking skills. It seemed he had once lived in Beijing.
However, he returned home to the countryside and worked in the fields later on for an unknown reason. When others asked him why he did that, he did not say a word.
Old Madam Su said, “All right, I’ll go and inform them later. B-But, it’s just that it is not easy to sell mutton. Does he have to raise a few more sheep just for wool?”
Su Binglan knew mutton cost more than pork, but the people of this era were unaware of the benefits of eating mutton. Usually, people would be unwilling to buy pork, let alone mutton, because mutton tasted too gamey, and people did not know how to cook it properly.
Despite that, Su Binglan knew one could cook mutton in a barbeque by sticking the meat onto some skewers. One could also make mutton soup and use them in hotpots.
Since her third uncle possessed excellent cooking skills, Su Binglan thought it would be a good idea if he could open a barbeque shop. Still, there was a use for the sheep’s wool once her third uncle slaughtered them for his barbeque shop.
Su Binglan finished cleaving the pheasant and placed its edible parts into the sink. She cleaned herself up and said smilingly, “It’s not just for the wool, Grandma. The sheep’s meat is also a good thing. If Third Uncle opened a shop or set up a stall, his business would become popular.”
Old Madam Su waved her hand and sighed, “That might not be true. Your third uncle never mentioned cooking or setting up a stall again when he returned from Beijing. I wonder what he went through. He didn’t even go to the local restaurants to look for work.”
Su Binglan listened and frowned. It was indeed a bizarre situation. She wondered what exactly her third uncle went through in Beijing.
“Grandma, you can always take it slow and convince Third Uncle to start cooking again. There’s no rush,” as she spoke, she began to cook by adding water into the pot.
Su Binglan took advantage of the fact that no one paid attention to her and added some spiritual spring water into it. The food she cooked with the spring water would be especially fragrant and beneficial to the body.
Luo Jin’an finished chopping the firewood and carried them to the stove. Then he squatted to start a fire.
Su Binglan’s heart hurt as she watched Luo Jin’an’s actions. Luo Jin’an did not talk much and suppressed his presence, making it easy for people to forget he was around. Still, seemingly out of nowhere, he would always appear whenever someone needed help.
However, Su Binglan knew how poisonous such a character could be because that person could unknowingly take root in people’s hearts, which was completely undetectable.