The other women nearby were all whispering.

Mrs. Tan stood there with a dark face, staring at the wooden barrel containing pig intestines in disgust.

Yang Ruoqing saw this and stood up.

“What’s worthy of being on the countertop but not on the countertop? Pig intestines, pig tongue, pig heart, etc., they all come from pigs, there is no distinction between them.”

Yang Ruoqing said clearly.

She glanced at Yang.

"Let me give you an example. Second Mom, you have a horse face on top and two butts on the bottom."

"It doesn't matter if it's your face or your butt, it's all meat that grows on your body."

"Then do you think it's your face that's more important? Or your butt?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang frowned: "The face is used to show others, of course the face is the most important thing!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "It turns out that the second mother is a person who cares about the head but not the butt!"

"Without your ass, how can you sit on a stool, Second Mom? Those two leg bones can't stab you to death?"

Yang thought about it for a moment, and that's right.

He quickly changed his words: "Then I want my butt!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly nodded: "Oh...it turns out that the second mother is shameless!"

Yang was stunned.

Why does this sound a bit off?

Before her mind could turn around, the other women beside her couldn't help laughing.

Only then did Yang realize that she had been tricked by Yang Ruoqing.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, stamped her feet and cursed.

"Damn fat girl, are you trying to stumbling upon me with your words?"

Yang Ruoqing looked innocent: "I said it first, using an analogy!"

"So that the second mother can understand that pig intestines are not something that is not popular."

"It's all the same ingredients, but it doesn't taste good because the person holding the spoon didn't grasp it well!" she said.

"Girl Qing, I love hearing this!"

The Huang family's sister-in-law couldn't help but chat.

She is the one who holds the spoon for this banquet, and she is also the most famous lady who holds the spoon in eight villages within ten miles.

No matter the banquets for weddings and weddings, she will take care of them.

The Huang family's sister-in-law came out and said to everyone: "My maternal grandfather worked in the backyard kitchen of a royal palace in the capital when he was young."

The women nearby listened with their eyes wide open, and even the expression on Mrs. Tan's face softened a little.

Sister-in-law of the Huang family continued: "When I was a child, I often heard my grandfather talk about the chef of the prince's palace. What he talked about the most was the dishes cooked by the chef."

"Hey, there are things flying in the sky, things running on the ground, and things swimming in the water..."

“Countless delicacies from mountains and seas, delicious food!”

“One of the dishes uses pig intestines!”

"Pig intestines? No way!" Yang interrupted Sister-in-law Huang's words.

"We farmers don't even eat such unworthy food, so how come the nobles in the capital still care about this? It's a joke!"

Yang shook his head as he spoke, with a look of disbelief.

The Huang family's sister-in-law said seriously: "Second sister-in-law, you are wrong to say that."

"As Qing Yatou just said, they are all made from pigs. If our farmers don't eat them, it means they are not cooked in the right way."

"How can the cooking skills of the prince's chef be comparable to those of our villagers?" asked the Huang family's sister-in-law.

The women on the side nodded in agreement.

Even Mr. Tan's expression became a little relaxed. When he looked at the barrel, the disgust in his eyes was lessened.

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

"Okay, I'll take it as what you say, sister-in-law of the Huang family. Pig intestines are an ingredient and can be eaten on the table."

"But only the chef of the royal family can make that!"

"A bowl of pig intestines may be paired with a bunch of good things like ginseng and bird's nest. Not to mention pig intestines, even pig manure can be served on the table!"

"But you, fat girl, dumping these pig intestines are just blind and disgusting! It's better to dump them as soon as possible so that everyone can be clean!" Yang said.

Sister-in-law of the Huang family was silenced by Yang.

All the women looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glanced at Yang indifferently.

"Second mother, please don't look down on others!"

"Since I bought this bucket of pig intestines, I must be able to make delicious dishes!" she said.

Yang sneered and looked sideways at Yang Ruoqing.

"Stop bragging like that. If you really have that ability, why don't you come and compete with my Lan'er on your cooking skills?" Yang said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Yang Ruolan.

I saw Yang Ruolan looking this way with a provocative face.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly surprised.

Isn’t this cousin a person who never touches the spring water?

When did you learn to cook?

"What? You just say it, but you really want to take action, so you give up?"

Over there, Yang asked loudly.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "Let's compete, who is afraid of whom?"

"However, a competition without a prize is boring!"

Yang immediately turned his attention to Yang Ruolan.

Yang Ruolan held the handkerchief in her little hands and coughed lightly.

She knew it was her turn to appear.

The lotus steps moved lightly, and the willow waist swayed lightly as he stepped forward.

Yang Ruolan's soft voice sounded: "We sisters, family love comes first, competition comes second."

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses, we are all good sisters..."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand to interrupt Yang Ruolan's words.

"Stop talking nonsense and get to the point. What's the reward for losing? What's the punishment for winning?"

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

But then it was covered up.

His wonderful eyes wandered, he pondered for a moment, and opened his mouth again.

"If I win and my sister loses, my sister will promise me one thing."

"Kneel down at the door of my sister-in-law's house for half an hour, and then buy a dog of the same breed as Wangcai to honor my sister-in-law."

"If you are willing to accept defeat, do you dare to accept the bet?" Yang Ruolan asked.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

Kneeling for half an hour?

Want to pay for a dog?

This was not only corporal punishment, but also made me look down on Yang Huamei, who had made a mistake.

At the same time, Yang Ruolan was able to successfully please Mr. Tan and Lao Yangtou.

This damn green tea bitch, scheming bitch!

"I'm willing to admit defeat, I will accept this bet." Yang Ruoqing said.

When Yang Ruolan saw her agree, a smug sneer appeared on her lips.

"What will you do if you lose, cousin Lan'er?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Ruolan shook her head gently.
To be continued...