Chapter 398: Not Arguing Over the Steamed Buns, but About Fa

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Tan stood there with a dark face, staring at the wooden tub filled with pig intestines with disgust.

When Yang Ruqing saw this, she stood up.

“What can be placed on the table but shouldn't be Pork intestines, pig tongues, and pig hearts are all parts of a pig. There's no ranking or hierarchy among them.”

Yang Ruqing said in a clear voice.

She glanced at Mrs. Yang.

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Let me give you an example, Second Mom. You have a horse's face on top and two ass cheeks underneath.

Whether it's your face or your butt, it's all flesh that grew on your body.

“So, what do you think is more important, your face or your butt” Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang stiffened her neck and said, “Faces are for showing to people, of course the face is important!”

Yang Ruqing said, "It turns out that Er Ma is a person who only cares about the head but not the ass!"

“Without this fleshy rump, Second Mama, what will you sit on Those two leg bones will poke you to death!”

Yang thought about it for a moment, and she was right.

He quickly changed his words and said, "Then I want a butt!"

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Yang Ruoqing suddenly nodded: "Oh... so Second Aunt is shameless!"

Yang was startled.

This doesn't sound quite right, does it

She hadn't quite caught on yet, but the other women nearby couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Only then did Yang react, realizing she had been tricked by Yang Ruqing.

She was so angry that her teeth were clenched, and she stomped her feet and cursed.

"Damn fatty, are you trying to trip me up"

Yang Ruqing wore an innocent expression: “I'll just say it first, for example!”

"To let Second Aunt understand that pig intestines aren't something low-class."

“When it comes to ingredients, if the taste isn't good, it’s because the person in charge didn't handle them well!” she said.

"I love hearing that, Qing'er!"

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Huang's sister-in-law couldn't help but chime in.

She was the head chef of this banquet, and also a renowned cook within ten miles radius.

No matter whether it's a celebration of joy or sorrow, she always handles the banquet.

Aunt Huang walked out and said to everyone, "My maternal grandfather, when he was young, worked in the kitchen of a prince's mansion in the capital city."

All the women by the side listened with wide eyes, and even Tan's face softened a little.

Aunt Huang continued, “When I was young, I often heard my grandfather talk about the kitchen of the royal palace. He spoke most about the dishes made by the head chef.”

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Oh my, things that fly in the sky, things that run on the ground, and things that swim in the water...

"Countless delicacies, delicious dishes!"

"One of them uses pig intestines as the ingredient!"

“Pig intestines No way!” Yang interrupted Huang’s sister-in-law.

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"Such an unpalatable thing, our village wouldn't even touch it. How could the wealthy aristocrats in Beijing possibly want this Ridiculous!"

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Yang shook her head while speaking, looking doubtful.

Huang Jia's sister-in-law said seriously, "Second sister-in-law, you're wrong to say that."

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"As Little Qing just said, all these ingredients come from pigs. Our peasant family doesn't eat them because the cooking methods aren't good enough."

"The chef of that nobleman's mansion, his culinary skills are beyond comparison to those of our humble farm family," asked Huang's sister-in-law.

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The women on the side nodded in agreement.

Even Lian Tan's expression softened slightly as she looked at the wooden barrel, a hint less disgust in her eyes.

Yang also glanced at the wooden barrel filled with pig intestines and sneered.

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"Alright, let's just say you, Huang's sister-in-law, are right. Pork intestines are an ingredient and can be served on a plate."

“But only the imperial kitchen could make it!”

"A bowl of pig intestines, who knows what good things like ginseng and bird's nest might come with it. Don't even mention pig intestines, even pig manure could be served on the table!"

"Kǎopán yā dào dǒng zhè zhūcháng, jiù shì xiā è xīn rén! Hái bùrú chèn zǎo dào diào, dàjiā luò gè gānjìng!" Yángshì dào.

Yellow's sister-in-law was speechless after being confronted by Yang.

All the women turned their eyes to Yang Ruqing.

Yang Ruqing lifted her head and gave the Yang family a cold glance.

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“Second Aunt, don't look down on people!”

“I bought this bucket of pork intestines, so I’m definitely going to make a delicious dish!” she said.

Yang scoffed, glancing sideways at Yang Ruoqing.

“Stop bragging, if you really have the skills, why don't you compete with my Lan’er in cooking” said Yang Shi.

Yang Ruqing was stunned.

His gaze fell upon Yang Ruolan.

Only to see Yang Ruolan looking provocatively in this direction.

Yang Ruqing was secretly surprised.

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This aunt, wasn't she always the type who wouldn't touch spring water with her ten fingers

When are you going to learn how to cook

“What All talk and no action. When it comes to the real deal, you chicken out”

There, Yang spoke loudly.

Yang Ruqing scoffed, "Let's compare. Who's afraid of who"

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But a competition without prizes is meaningless!

Yang immediately turned her gaze to Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan held a handkerchief in her small hand and coughed lightly.

She knew it was her turn to go on stage.

With graceful steps and a willow-like waist, she glided forward.

Yang Ruolan's soft voice rang out: "As sisters, our family ties come first, competition second."

>No matter who wins or loses, we are still best friends...

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Yang Ruqing waved her hand, interrupting Yang Rulan's words.

Enough with the idle chatter, let's get to the point. What are the rewards for losing And what are the penalties for winning

Yang Ruolan's pretty face blushed slightly, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.

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But it vanished immediately.

His eyes rolled, he pondered for a moment, then spoke again.

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“If I win, my sister loses, and she has to agree to one thing I ask.”

"Kneel at your sister-in-law's doorstep for half an hour, and then buy a dog of the same breed as Wangcai to show respect to your sister-in-law."

"I'm willing to accept defeat. Dare you take the challenge, little sister" Yang Ruolan asked.

Yang Ruqing rolled her eyes.

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Kneel for half an hour

Have to pay for the dog too

This is not just corporal punishment, it also made Yang Huamei, who was already relatively wrong, feel even smaller and more humiliated.

At the same time, Yang Ruolan was also able to successfully please Tan Shi and Lao Yang Tou.

This dead green tea bitch, scheming bitch!

"I accept this bet, win or lose." Yang Ruoheng said.

Yang Ruolan saw her agree, the corner of her lips curled into a smug smile.

"If it were your sister, Lan'er, who lost, what would you do" Yang Ruohua asked in return.

Yang Ruolan shook her head gently.

She will never lose.

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If I lose, I'll accept any punishment from my sister. She said.

“Since we’re saying goodbye, I'll let your elder sister go eat some *si*, will you come too” Yang Ruqing asked.

Yang Ruolan's face changed slightly.

Immediately changed his tune and said, "Of course there are prerequisites, it can't be things like murder, arson, or anything that harms public morals..."

Yang Ruqing smiled meaningfully.

Don't worry, I will definitely meet your requirements.

On the side, Mrs. Sun was anxious.

"Qing'er, let's just not argue over this," he whispered to Yang Ruqing.

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Yang Ruqing curled her lips, "I don't fight for the steamed buns, but for the face. I won't back down."

Sūn shi had no recourse and turned to Tán shi for help.

"Mom, why don't you say something We are all family, it's not fun to keep comparing ourselves..."

Tan raised her hand and calmly smoothed down her hair.

“Let them compare themselves, today is a joyous day, having some fun and excitement wouldn't be bad either!”

This is the end of Tan's speech.ren't many dishes, but they are all some hearty ones. You don't need to lift a finger, I can handle it myself."Main course>Yang Ruqing glanced into the stove, and sure enough, there was a large basin...