In the past, when Cheng Loanloan started her business, she maintained a technical team. If these people wanted to work on a project, they would write a plan, and if she found it feasible, she would provide funding for ten projects. As long as one research and development project succeeded, the company would earn a large sum of money. This was a form of upfront investment.
But now, Dahe Village had already achieved success. The county magistrate's 100% investment would definitely yield returns. As long as the village head mentioned it, there was a high probability that the county magistrate would agree. After talking with the village head, Cheng Loanloan turned and went home.
Arriving at her doorstep, she saw lush green shoots appearing in the vegetable garden in the courtyard again. These vegetables were growing really well.
Once the vegetables in front and behind the house grew, there would no longer be wild vegetables on the dining table. Beside the vegetable garden, two hens led twenty ducklings back and forth foraging, and the large rooster stood on the pile of firewood, crowing loudly.
Zhao Dashan was out in the fields. Standing at the door, one could see the busy figure of his eldest son in the fields.
Zhao Ergou was watering the vegetable garden inside the house. The weather was hot, and the vegetable garden always needed water for the vegetables to sprout leaves and grow.
Zhao Sanniu went up the mountain to chop firewood.
Zhao Sidan went out to the fields to dig wild vegetables for the chickens and ducks to eat.
The sun gradually set in the west, kitchen smoke curled up into the sky in the village, and golden rice swayed in the wind. The scenery was as beautiful as an oil painting.
At this moment, Cheng Loanloan was in an exceptionally good mood.
In her previous life, she struggled alone to establish a company; that was one kind of life.
In this life, leading her whole family to gradually strive for a good life; this was also one kind of life.
She walked into the room and saw Wu Huiniang sitting at the table, chopping vegetables. Seeing her mother-in-law enter, Wu Huiniang instinctively wanted to stand up.
Cheng Loanloan pressed her back down: "You go cut the clothes. I'll cook dinner tonight."
Wu Huiniang hurriedly said, "Mother, my body is much better today. Standing for a while will definitely not be a problem."
"Alright, don't be stubborn. If something happens again, the family doesn't have money to invite a doctor for you. When you're much better, you'll have the chance to cook."
Cheng Loanloan threw out these words and went to the adjacent kitchen.
At noon, Wu Huiniang ate alone, just casually eating something simple. In the evening, she had to prepare food for six people, which couldn't be done quickly.
Since she could remember, she had eaten in the orphanage's canteen. After starting school, she ate in the school canteen. Later, every day she went to work, she ordered takeout. She rarely cooked herself, and her cooking skills were limited to egg-fried rice.
But usually, when she had free time, she would watch some short cooking videos, learning what to put in first, what to put in later, and what to pay attention to. Her theoretical knowledge was extremely rich.
Half a month after arriving in ancient times, she knew how to light a fire in an earthen stove. After igniting dry grass, she added firewood, and the fire slowly flared up.
First, she used a broken pot to cook millet. Then, she added oil to another pot, poured in the cut bamboo shoots, and stir-fried them. The moment she poured them in, oil splattered onto her hands. Cheng Loanloan completely ignored the pain on the back of her hand, quickly flipping the food in the pot, afraid it would burn...
Half an hour later, dinner was finally ready: a plate of stir-fried bamboo shoots, a plate of fried egg pancakes with wild vegetables, and six bowls of rice.
The bamboo shoots were burnt, and the fried egg pancakes with wild vegetables were salty. Cheng Loanloan had to drink a large glass of water after each bite.
But the four young men and the daughter-in-law in front of her showed no unusual expressions; they had completely finished the two rather unappetizing dishes.
After they finished eating, Wu Huiniang cautiously spoke, "Mother, from now on, let me cook. I can sit on a slightly higher stool in front of the stove, and Si Dan can help watch the fire. There won't be any problems."
It wasn't because the food was unpalatable; in this era, as long as something was edible, no one would dislike it. The main issue was that Mother had added at least two spoonfuls of salt to this bowl of wild vegetable and egg cake. Such a precious ingredient couldn't be wasted.
Cheng Luanluan shook her head, "Wait two more days. After you finish your prenatal medicine, I'll hand the cooking back to you."
She couldn't let someone who was still taking medicine cook. She wouldn't do anything to mistreat her daughter-in-law.
However, if her eldest daughter-in-law wasn't allowed to do anything, she might feel guilty and uneasy, which would be detrimental to her pregnancy.
After everyone finished their meal, it was Zhao Ergou's turn to wash the dishes. The rest of them, taking advantage of the remaining daylight, hurried to prepare the ice jelly.
Six hundred bowls of ice jelly would amount to about six barrels, requiring approximately three catties of jelly flower seeds. This was a substantial amount of work.