The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 163 Muna

As the afternoon sun gradually set, the last jar of sauerkraut was completed.

The yard was filled with the faint aroma of sauerkraut, along with laughter and the sounds of work, which witnessed the spirit of unity and mutual assistance among these village women.

In the end, five large jars of sauerkraut were piled up in the kitchen. It seemed that the small kitchen was no longer enough. Shen Yan thought that now that he had saved some money, he could expand the kitchen.

We will definitely be doing business for a long time in the future. Snail noodles require a lot of ingredients, such as broth, sour bamboo shoots, sour beans and bean curd, etc., and all these ingredients need to be preserved.

Storing materials requires a lot of space, and this small kitchen is definitely not enough. There are three large rooms in the yard, which are for people to live in.

This part of the room cannot be used to store things, after all, I have younger brothers and sisters at home. After considering this, it would be better to expand the kitchen.

Shen Yan decided to expand the kitchen quickly. She gathered several villagers, including Xiaolan's husband, Li Cuilian's husband, and other familiar craftsmen who were experts in building and maintaining houses in the village.

Early in the morning, Shen Yan and the villagers gathered in the yard to discuss the specific expansion plan.

"Old Li, this time we want to expand the kitchen area to at least three times its original size. What do you think of the layout?" Shen Yan asked seriously.

Lao Li is a carpenter. While smoking, he carefully measured the space of the yard and the original kitchen. "Sister Shen, I think we can expand the kitchen to the south and extend it along the west wall. That way, there will be enough space."

"Yes, this arrangement is good." Sister Xiaolan's husband nodded with a smile. He is a good bricklayer and has certain insights into building layout.

Shen Yan listened to their suggestions and decided to expand according to this plan.

Although the repair work in the village was simple, everyone understood the situation and tried their best to do a good job.

"Then let's start working now." Shen Yan waved his hand, and a group of people started working together.

Old Li took the lead in building the new kitchen frame, dividing the space with wood and lime, while Xiaolan's husband and Li Cuilian's husband were busy moving materials, transporting bricks, cement and wood to the site.

"These bricks are not enough. I'll go to the village to look for more." Li Cuilian's husband was sweating profusely as he carried baskets of bricks onto his shoulders.

"Xiao Lan, you see the beams here are still usable. Let's measure them first."

While explaining, Old Li gestured to Sister Xiaolan to come and help.

The yard suddenly became very lively, everyone was busy with their own tasks, but overall it was in good order. Shen Yan brought water or tea to everyone from time to time to express gratitude and encouragement.

"Sister Shen, this time we are going to make the kitchen the largest in the village!"

Li Cuilian's husband waved the hammer in his hand and said excitedly.

"Of course! Thank you for your help. After this expansion, we can store the ingredients better and ensure the freshness and quality of the food." Shen Yan responded with a smile.

The expansion project lasted for several days, and in the end, the kitchen in the yard was more than twice as large as its original size, and it was neat and spacious.

Shen Yan plans to set up more shelves and storage space in the new kitchen to be fully prepared for the future production of snail noodles and sauerkraut.

As the last brick was laid, there was joy in the yard.

This new kitchen not only bears witness to Shen Yan's determination and perseverance, but also demonstrates the spirit of unity, mutual assistance and common progress of the villagers.

On the other side, half a month later.

Wang Juan spent a lot of effort to pull Boss Wang back from prison. Selling unclean food at a stall was not actually a serious crime.

But in today's dynasty, there are clear laws that stipulate that anyone who spoils food and harms the people will be imprisoned.

In addition, those people in the yamen had also eaten the food from their stall, and they all had diarrhea. Naturally, they hated profiteers like Boss Wang very much, and they gave him all kinds of punishments in prison.

By the time Boss Wang was taken home, he was half dead, not to mention his former arrogance, which was completely gone.

As soon as he got home, he started scolding his eldest son: "You good-for-nothing, you're always betraying your parents. Do you know what I've been through in jail for the past half month? And you still have the nerve to eat!"

The youngest son, Wang Shengchang, hasn’t had any good food these days. After all, his father is in jail and the family doesn’t have much money.

Although Wang Shengchang was young and immature, his family was very poor, so he sometimes skipped meals these days. When he finally got a chance to eat, he was seen by his father who had just been born and was scolded.

Wang Juan usually disliked her eldest son, but she doted on her younger son very much. When she saw her eldest son being scolded, she quickly hid the younger son in the house and then let Wang Lao Da enter the yard.

"As a father, you can't treat your son like this. For the past half month, everyone in the family has been running around and working hard for you, worried that you would end up in jail. Haven't you seen that our little son has become so thin from hunger that his face has turned into an oval face?"

Wang Juan also sympathized with Boss Wang, so she didn't say anything too harsh and spoke to him in a gentle tone.

Boss Wang sneered and asked, "Where are Tingting and Wang Dazhuang?"

The Wang Dazhuang he was talking about was his eldest son, who used to work under a carpenter. He did a good job, but he was a little dull.

Wang Juan was preparing food for him while talking to him: "Take a rest. I'll make you something to eat."

As she spoke, Wang Juan went to cook a simple tofu dish and heat up the leftover rice from the morning.

Wang Juan quietly hid her youngest son Wang Shengchang in the house, and after gently closing the door, she turned back to the kitchen. Although the kitchen was simple, she was full of determination to cook hard.

The iron pot made a crisp sound, the flames on the coal stove licked the bottom of the pot, and the boiling water rippled. Wang Juan washed the tofu she had just picked up, cut it into pieces and put it into the pot, then poured in clean water. After the water boiled, she skimmed off the foam and added a little salt and some chicken essence. This simple tofu dish was cooked tenderly and delicately, and a faint fragrance filled the kitchen.

At the same time, she opened the remaining breakfast in the pot and heated it up. A large pot of fragrant rice and vegetable soup, this was the most ordinary meal in their family, but at this moment it seemed particularly precious.

Boss Wang sat on a stone bench in the yard, looking out the window coldly without saying a word. Although his face was pale, his eyes revealed a hint of indifference and helplessness. His finger joints were obviously protruding and his skin was cracked, as if the pain in prison had left a mark on him.

"Da Zhuang is still in the carpenter shop. He is learning how to polish wood recently. We are happy to see him growing up day by day." Wang Juan said as she put the cooked tofu into a bowl and brought it to the yard.

Boss Wang took the bowl and just nodded lightly, as if he was worried about something. He did not respond.