The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

Chapter 138 - 138 What If She Betrays You?

138 What If She Betrays You?

Other than not seeing that Xie Heng had reincarnated before, she had never been wrong about anything else!

Xie Heng laughed and said, “It’s my honor.”

“If Zhao Meilan is willing to marry Hu Yiming, I will give her a great gift. If she’s not willing to marry him, I’ll owe her a favor.” Zhao Chuchu stood up. Her eyes gleamed with confidence, which enthralled Xie Heng.

“As long as I will it, there’s nothing I can’t do.”

She suddenly looked toward Xie Heng and smiled brightly.

Xie Heng felt like something had just grabbed his heart, and he lost control of his breathing.

“Are you not afraid that Zhao Meilan might betray you in the future?” Xie Heng looked back at Zhao Chuchu with heated eyes.

Zhao Chuchu said confidently, “I told you just now. I have great eyes, and I’ll never mistake someone’s character. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have helped their family in the first place.”‘

Zhao Chuchu was like a miniature sun. She radiated light that illuminated and warmed other people.

She could be ruthless and cruel when she needed to be, but she could also be kind and compassionate like an angel.

Xie Heng had never seen a girl like that.

“Sigh, this is the only thing we’ve been talking about recently. Da Lang, did you make the gypsum that I mentioned last time for treating the tofu?”

The stone mill had arrived, and they were going to start making tofu soon. Zhao Chuchu suddenly remembered this. She had been busy with farm work for the past few days, and it had slipped her mind.

“Yup, it should be done. We’ll know when we test it tomorrow.”

“Let me have a look.”

Xie Heng took out the gypsum. Zhao Chuchu lifted the cover and took a look. The product made her rather satisfied.

“How many tries did it take?”

“Three.”

“Amazing.”

All she needed to do was to tell him the procedure, and Xie Heng would be able to make it.

If this person were alive in the modern era, he would definitely be an all-rounded genius.

“I wanted to install the stone mill in our courtyard, but you need to study. The noise from tofu-making would disturb you. So I told them to deliver it to Zhao Guitang’s place,” Zhao Chuchu said to Xie Heng. “We’ll soak the soybeans later on and bring them to Zhao Guitang’s family tomorrow morning.”

“Yup, I’m also very curious about what the tofu would look like.”

“There are so many things that we can make with soybeans. Soymilk, tofu, beancurd, stinky tofu, Yuba...”

As Zhao Chuchu spoke, she suddenly remembered a joke from her previous life about tofu, so she told it to Xie Heng.

Xie Heng was startled for a moment, then couldn’t hold back his laughter after a while. “I’m really interested in the dried tofu and tofu pudding that you mentioned.”

“Once we manage to make tofu, we’ll be very close to those things,” Zhao Chuchu smiled and said. “Soymilk is delicious too. It’s quite nice to have a bowl of it every morning. The most classic thing about tofu is probably the fight between the sweet faction and the salty faction for tofu pudding.”

“Sweet tofu pudding and salty tofu pudding?”

“Yup, and I’m adamant that tofu pudding should be enjoyed in every flavor!”

She thought about how she could eat the tofu pudding that she had been craving for a long time. Zhao Chuchu really looked forward to it.

After sunset, Zhao Chuchu soaked the whole bucket of soybeans in water, and Xie Heng came to help her as well.

“You’re not going to study?”

Who was the one who was completely engrossed in books for the past few days?

“I’m not in a hurry, and this short amount of time wouldn’t really matter.”

Now that he had a torchlight, he could study late into the night. It wouldn’t hurt his eyes like using an oil lamp or candles.

Besides, Xie Heng realized that his sleep quality seemed to be a lot better nowadays.

“If we manage to make the tofu tomorrow, you can focus on studying. I’ll get someone else to do the farm work.”

She didn’t even think about working on the farm personally. It’s not like she didn’t have money. So what was the point of making things so exhausting for herself?

“Alright.”

“Oh yeah, should we hire a cook?”

“No need for that. Cooking doesn’t take up that much time, and I don’t like outsiders in this house. It’s bad for Junjun.”

Xie Heng rejected the suggestion without even thinking. He even used Xie Jun as the reason.

“Alright, you decide.”

This was someone else’s home, after all. Zhao Chuchu couldn’t just make such decisions on her own.

After soaking the soybeans, Zhao Chuchu had a comfortable shower, then lay on the bed.

There were no zombies here. She didn’t have to worry about food, and she didn’t need to fight for survival...Zhao Chuchu loved this easy-going, effortless retirement life.

The next day.

Zhao Chuchu woke up early in the morning.

Xie Heng was cooking a pot of porridge in the kitchen while reading “Essays of the Greats.”

Zhao Chuchu felt a little ashamed.

A genius who had reincarnated was still studying so hard. But, on the contrary, she seemed like a lazy bum.

However, this emotion only lasted a few seconds. After that, Zhao Chuchu felt completely relaxed.

There was nothing wrong with enjoying life. After all, even the most hardworking geniuses retire at some point.

Xie Heng turned around when he heard the footsteps. “The porridge will be ready in a while. Go brush your teeth first.”

Zhao Chuchu fetched a bucket of water from the well, then brushed her teeth.

Zhao Chuchu didn’t like to compromise her quality of life. This is why she let Xie Heng know about the “alternate space in her sleeves.” It was because she wanted to take out and use the good stuff as and when she liked! Otherwise, what was the point of storing them in the carry-on space?

The whole reason she even accumulated the supplies in the first place was to make her life more enjoyable, wasn’t it?

Xie Heng didn’t feel odd seeing Zhao Chuchu use her carry-on space anymore. On the contrary, he was actually quite used to it.

Other than that, Xie Heng also really liked the mint-scented shower gel. It was much better than the primitive soap made from the animal pancreas they were using.

Xie Jun was very curious about the carry-on space, but he had complete trust in whatever Zhao Chuchu did and said. After Zhao Chuchu said she bought all these things from a traveling merchant, Xie Heng stopped asking questions.

After breakfast, Zhao Chuchu and Xie Heng washed the skin off the soaked soybeans, then carried the buckets to Zhao Guitang’s place. They just happened to be washing the stone mill.

“Sister Chuchu, you’re so early.” Zhao Meilan wanted to help her with the buckets.

Of course, Zhao Chuchu didn’t need her help at all.

She carried the buckets of soybeans to the stone mill on her own.

“Are you guys done washing? If you’re done, we can start grinding up the soybeans.”

Xie Heng grabbed two clean buckets and brought them to the stone mill.

Zhao Chuchu taught Madam He and Zhao Meilan how to add water to the beans and grind them into soymilk. After they became used to doing it, Zhao Chuchu prepared the cloth used for filtering the soymilk.

Before they were chased out of the clan, Madam He was already very adept at doing regular household chores, so grinding soymilk wasn’t a difficult task for her.

On several occasions, Zhao Guitang wanted to help, but Madam He pushed him away and said, “Rest and let your leg recover first. Don’t worry about not having work to do.”

After the first wooden bucket was full of raw soymilk, Zhao Chuchu took it to filter.

“Call Junjun to come over and get a taste of the soymilk later,” Zhao Chuchu said to Xie Heng. “Also, get the jar of sugar and the side dish that we cooked last night.”

Soymilk and tofu pudding should, of course, be eaten together!

“Meilan, start the fire. We’re going to cook the soymilk soon.”

“Okay.”

Zhao Meilan immediately ran to the kitchen.

They had never heard of tofu, but they were all extremely driven to make it now.

“Chuchu, do we throw away the soy pulp?”

“No, we’ll make the tofu first, then deal with soy pulp later.”

Soy pulp can be used to make a variety of delicious foods as well. So it would be a waste to throw it away!

After the fire started, Zhao Chuchu carried the bucket of raw soymilk over to cook it. As she cooked the soymilk, she stirred it constantly. After the soymilk started boiling, she used a leaf to scoop away the scum floating on the surface.

Xie Heng and Xie Jun arrived soon.

The fragrance of the soymilk made Xie Jun immediately go to the kitchen. “Sis-in-law, did you make something delicious again? It smells amazing!”

“Yup, you’ll be able to eat it very soon. Just a moment.” Zhao Chuchu scooped several bowls of soy milk out of the pot, added some sugar, and passed one to Xie Jun.

Xie Jun scooped a spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and then tasted it. The moment the soymilk entered his mouth, his eyes lit up. “Sis-in-law, this is delicious!”

“Right? I never lie,” Zhao Chuchu smiled and said as she passed another bowl to Xie Heng. She then called Zhao Meilan to get her parents to come in and taste the soymilk too.

Xie Heng received the bowl, and a smile spread across his face.