I Became the Little Demon in Leading Role's Family

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: I Must Have Been Unlucky for Eight Lifetimes Chapter 125: Chapter 125: I Must Have Been Unlucky for Eight Lifetimes Bai Zhi simply couldn’t hold back any longer, her eyes nearly brimming with tears, she abruptly pulled Moh Li away.

“I must’ve been cursed in my past eight lifetimes to have met you. Get out!”

Is this what he called making fire?

Was he trying to choke her to death?

Bai Zhi took one look and saw that the pot was full of firewood, packed tight, barely able to fit anymore.

“The fire needs to be hollow, don’t you understand?”

Bai Zhi quickly removed all the twigs and left only two or three, then relit them with a match.

Before long, the fire had caught.

Only then did she slowly add a slightly larger piece to it.

The moment Moh Li was shoved aside, he paused, her furious demeanor a stark contrast to her usual cool detachment.

When Bai Zhi turned around after making the arrangements, Moh Li was actually daydreaming, which immediately frustrated her even more.

“Hey, are you even listening to me? Come over and continue tending the fire, add a couple of twigs if it goes out, and don’t you dare put in too much. I’m really…”

Bai Zhi was so angry she could barely stand it. At this rate, when would she be able to go back home?

“Don’t be in such a hurry, why are you still so impatient?”

Moh Li suddenly laughed. The past few times, she’d either been aloof or nonchalant, but unexpectedly, she was actually quite hasty.

“You’re not in a hurry? Fine, then I’ll just leave, and come back tomorrow.”

Bai Zhi scoffed and put down what she was holding.

He even thought she was being hasty.

Moh Li: “…”

This person really could change his tune in an instant.

“I’m in a hurry, too.”

Happy now?

“That’s more like it, hurry up and tend the fire.”

Once the water boiled, Bai Zhi sharpened the kitchen knife, and then she carried the chicken outside.

“Bring me that bowl on the stove, the one with half a bowl of water…”

Before Bai Zhi finished speaking, she saw Moh Li grab the bowl and casually toss out the water, his movements crisp and decisive.

“Why did you throw out the water I asked for?”

Bai Zhi really was holding back by rerepressing the urge to say, don’t touch my water…

“Didn’t you ask me to fetch the bowl?” Of course, Moh Li saw Bai Zhi’s darkening expression, and for some reason, he suddenly remembered the image of this girl hitting someone with a mountain pear.

She wouldn’t be contemplating violence, would she?

“I asked you to bring the bowl, did I ask you to pour out the water? Why do you always take matters into your own hands like this?”

Bai Zhi forced herself to take deep breaths, deep breaths.

He is the boss after all, bear with it, bear with it, bear with it.

Think about the small money, very good.

She held it in.

“Go, put some more water in and add some salt. Bring it to me.”

Bai Zhi could only speak with a stern face; if he couldn’t even manage this, she wouldn’t mind personally teaching him a lesson.

This is what they call the woes of domestic life.[This is not a typo]

“Oh.”

Moh Li went back to put water and salt, and when he came out, he saw Bai Zhi skillfully plucking the chicken’s feathers, then looking at him.

“I’ll put it on the ground.”

Bai Zhi didn’t really want him to hold it, but decided to just let him put it down on the ground.

Moh Li quickly set it on the ground, watching as Bai Zhi made a clean cut with the knife and collected the blood in the water.

“Scoop out the boiling water.”

Bai Zhi placed the chicken in a basin and asked Moh Li to pour out the boiling water, beginning the scalding process and plucking its feathers.

The chicken blood was taken inside by Bai Zhi and placed on the stove. After all the feathers were dealt with, the tail area was not discarded and would be used later to process the chicken offal.

She poured some wine into a bowl and set it alight.

Using the alcohol, she began to singe the chicken’s down.

Finally, when it was time to deal with the chicken offal, Moh Li watched the whole process. Honestly, it was quite dirty, but the girl seemed completely unfazed.

Was this what Grandpa often talked about, life?

Moh Li didn’t really understand. He thought he had endured hardship and seen through people’s hearts, but seeing Bai Zhi, he felt that maybe his own life wasn’t so bad.

After finishing with the chicken offal, Bai Zhi returned to the kitchen to start processing the chicken breast, removing it all and beginning to boil the chicken in a pot.

Chicken soup, spicy chicken, chicken bean curd, pickled chicken offal, and spicy chicken blood.

Bai Zhi was also preparing to cook rice, using chicken broth. Chickens nowadays really were farm-raised, not like a decade or two later, when you’d find the chickens you buy don’t even taste like chicken anymore.

Since she was making chicken soup, she naturally added ginger and green onions, leaving out other ingredients.

After the chicken soup was ready, it would be used in many dishes, so there was no plan to make mushroom chicken stew.

She cut off a third of the bird, starting from the wing, and set it aside for spicy chicken. The rest went into the pot.

She chopped the pieces small and began marinating them with cooking wine.

The chicken soup needed to simmer slowly over a low flame.

While waiting, Bai Zhi started preparing cured meat to stir-fry with potatoes—and there were even eggplants. Where on earth did he manage to find all of this, having a bit of everything?

“Where did you buy all this? You’ve got quite a lot.”

“From the next village over. There was a kind auntie who helped me find everything. She even gave me a lot of vegetables.”

Now that Moh Li thought about it, it was day and night compared to dealing with Aunt Wang. How did he manage to buy so much for just over a hundred yuan?

“How much?”

Bai Zhi glanced at his baby face; a good appearance was indeed useful. At the very least, it saved a lot of trouble.

“Over a hundred.”

Looking at everything, Bai Zhi estimated that with the collection of meats, fish, chicken, various vegetables, and eggs, the cost was reasonable.

“You’re really lucky.”

The cured meat needed to be scorched and washed; once done, it could be sliced thinly and set aside.

The chicken was almost ready; lifting the lid, the aroma of chicken soup quickly filled the air.

The first dish Bai Zhi made was rice, adding chicken broth and rice into another pot to begin cooking. When it was nearly done, she added a few slices of cured meat, removed all the firewood, and slowly dried the rice with the remaining heat.

She added water to the cured meat, then chopped potatoes and chilies. Once the water was nearly gone, she added garlic and potato slices, covering with a lid. In a few minutes, when the potatoes were cooked, they could be served.

She set aside the leftover chicken soup and took down the chicken to chill for a cold salad.

She fried the spicy chicken and pickled chicken offal with chilies and small chilies.

The fish were fried and then braised with sauce poured over the fried flesh.

The final dish was chicken bean curd.

She minced the chicken breast, adding egg whites and salt.

She mixed it until it was even and energetic, then began incorporating chicken broth, stirring continuously to form a chicken mince paste for later use.

Then she heated more chicken broth, added soaked seaweed, and brought it to a boil before pouring in the chicken mince.

Five minutes later, she added pepper powder and MSG and it was ready to be served.

Because it resembled tofu pudding, it was named chicken bean curd. She also prepared fish-flavored eggplant.

As soon as she finished, her guests arrived.

“Early birds don’t have as much luck as coincidental arrivals, can we eat now?”

The old man still wore a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, holding a cattail fan in his hand.

The moment she saw him, Bai Zhi only wanted to say, “as expected,”

She thought to herself, of course, it had to be the old man from here.

“Little lady, long time no see, I didn’t expect you to be such a good cook.”

“I think so too,” Bai Zhi replied without a hint of modesty.

The old man choked a little. Well then, this girl really did not know the meaning of modesty.

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