The Heroine is a Real Boss

Obviously they are all girls, and they were all born in poor rural families. Why is Qin Xiang so lucky and they are so miserable?

How could this make them not envious?

How not to be jealous?

what!

The woman was disgusted with Qin Xiang, when suddenly someone pushed her hard from the side, her body staggered, and she almost fell down on the spot.

Femininely, she was about to yell and curse, but she fell silent after seeing the sickle in Mother Qin's hand...

Say it!

Keep talking if you have the ability!

Why did my eldest sister provoke you?

She's a good girl who hasn't left the cabinet. If you slander her like this, won't your conscience hurt?

I really told you, the scent came from my house just now, and it was really made by my eldest sister!

This is not the first time my eldest sister has cooked. Our family has been eating for several days.

You don't know, my eldest sister's cooking skills are really good, even better than the state-owned restaurants in the town.

Originally, the other party was quite guilty when he saw Qin's mother's fierce appearance. After all, she was the one who spoke ill behind her back.

And Qin's mother is indeed not easy to mess with. In the past, no one in the village had ever won a fight with Qin's mother.

Qin's mother is more ruthless than a man. A man is just relying on his strength and strength. Qin's mother is not willing to die...

Even though she was beaten to the point of bleeding, she didn't cry out in pain, it was really frightening...

The woman was feeling guilty, but when she heard Qin's mother boasting about Qin Xiang, she forgot her fear for a moment, and choked with Qin's mother when she opened her mouth.

Aunt Qin, you have to have some sense to speak big, right? Don't everyone in our village know Qin Xiang's temperament?

The person who almost burned your house down by lighting a fire when you were young, she can cook? Do you think we are all fools? Will you believe what you say?

Qin's mother threw away the sickle in her hand angrily. Regardless of the woman's struggle, she forcibly dragged her to the Qin's house...

Although the surrounding folks think that the two people are a bit noisy, and think that they are all from the villagers, there is no need to be so.

But at the same time, everyone couldn't suppress their curiosity, and they didn't go forward to stop Qin's mother, but only put on a few words of persuasion verbally, and followed Qin's mother to Qin's house quietly.

The Qin family's courtyard was not big, and it was soon full of people as the villagers poured in.

Qin Xiang was frying pigs into the water in front of the stove, and was stunned when he saw Qin's mother dragging a married woman in her early thirties in.

Mom, why are you back at this time? Qin Xiang asked while deftly scooping up the fried pork in the pot and putting it on a plate.

Then wash the pot, add oil, fry the ginger, garlic and chili puree, and add the wild vegetables she picked from the mountains to stir fry.

After 20 seconds of stir-frying, add salt, and then briefly stir-fry for 10 seconds to ensure that the salt can fully melt into the wild vegetables...

Take the pot, put it on the plate...

Qin Xiang's movements were very swift, and the villagers present were stunned.

The seductive scent lingering at the tip of their noses is strange yet familiar, making them unable to move their eyes away and subconsciously swallow their saliva.

It is obviously the same dish, and they are all put in the pot and stir-fried a few times to ensure that they are cooked and ready to eat.

Why are the scents so different?

Why is there such a big difference in the color of the dishes?

This fragrance...it smells even more fragrant than that of the state-run hotel! ! !

Well, can I have a taste? The village head's wife couldn't hold back her curiosity, and made an impolite request.

Of course. Qin Xiang generously handed over chopsticks and dishes.