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Kapitel 13: Storytelling

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Zhuang Zhuang exclaimed in delight. Although he wasn't sure what a potato pork rib stew tasted like, it sounded wonderful based on his mother's description.

Xiaoguo chopped the ribs into smaller pieces and blanched them with ginger slices in the pot. When the water boiled, she removed the pork ribs and rinsed them with water. She then washed the pot clean and added oil. While the oil was cool, she put in some rock sugar to caramelize it. Xiaoguo told Zhuang Zhuang to stand back so that hot oil would not splatter on him. When Zhuang Zhuang was far enough from the stove, Xiaoguo poured the pork ribs in. As the meat dropped into the hot oil with a splash, Zhuang Zhuang breathed in the aroma with his tiny nose. What a wonderful fragrance it was.

Once the ribs were colored by the caramelized mixture, Xiaoguo poured in hot water and added seasoning. She then placed a steamer rack above the pot and scooped two spoonfuls of rice into a basin. Before putting the lid over the steamer, she added water into the basin with rice, and let it cook. Zhuang Zhuang was then asked to add more firewood.

All this while, Zhuang Zhuang had been hanging around beside Xiaoguo. Upon hearing what she had assigned him to do, he quickly added a big bundle of firewood to the fire. Taking in the fragrance around him, he asked his mother, "When will it be cooked?"

Xiaoguo thought to herself. "Add the potato and noodles in three quarters of an hour and wait another quarter hour for cooking time." With the numbers sorted out in her head, she told Zhuang Zhuang, "Ok, so we wait 45 minutes before adding the potato and noodles, then let it cook for 15 minutes."

Zhuang Zhuang tried to count with his small fingers. "How would a three-year-old be able to figure this out?" Xiaoguo thought to herself. Without a word, she went back to the house and came back with a small candle. "When this little candle burns out, the food will be ready."

Zhuang Zhuang nodded vaguely in acknowledgment. He insisted on staying in the kitchen to feed the fire. Xiaoguo knew there was no use trying to stop him. Zhuang Zhuang was now trying to blow out the candles as hard as he could. If the candle could burn faster, the food would be done sooner. Xiaoguo looked at him with amusement and left the kitchen without a word.

The sky was turning dark, and clouds of white smoke were floating out of every chimney. Feeling that it was about time, Xiaoguo returned to the kitchen just as Zhuang Zhuang was running out. "Mother, the candles are almost burnt out." Zhuang Zhuang called out to Xiaoguo, his cheeks flushed with excitement.

"All right," said Xiaoguo as Zhuang Zhuang led her towards the stove and lifted the lid. A blast of hot steam, accompanied by a wonderful aroma, hit them both in the face. Zhuang Zhuang's stomach started gurgling. Xiaoguo wasn't feeling hungry before she came into the kitchen, but enticed by the rich fragrance, she could hear her stomach growling in response.

The rice was almost cooked. In this warm weather, they could leave the rice out in the open without it turning cold too quickly. Seeing that Zhuang Zhuang was very hungry, Xiaoguo quickly served him two pieces of meat. Then, she scooped some sliced potatoes and vermicelli and placed them into his bowl.

Little Zhuang Zhuang sat on the bench. The flickering flame from the stove lit up his face. He picked up a piece of pork rib with his small hands and blew on it. Xiaoguo sat beside him and looked at him lovingly. When the pork rib had cooled down, Zhuang handed it to Xiaoguo. "Mother, please have it."

"You can have it. I will eat later." Xiaoguo told him.

After making sure that his mother was not going to eat, Zhuang Zhuang started digging in.

The mother and son pair sat in front of the warm stove and relaxed for a while. Coincidentally, the rice was done. The two of them brought the dishes and rice into the dining room and started eating. Influenced by Zhuang Zhuang's hearty appetite, Xiaoguo finished two big bowls of noodles. Zhuang Zhuang also had one big bowl.

After eating and washing the dishes, the two of them went to bed on the brick bed. During the olden times, there was little entertainment. After eating, people usually went to bed. Even when they couldn't fall asleep, they would lay there till sleep came.

Because he was so stuffed, Zhuang Zhuang tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He said in a pitiful voice to Xiaoguo, "Mother, I can't sleep."

Xiaoguo got up and let Zhuang Zhuang lean into her arms, rubbing his tummy gently with one hand as she said to him, "Mother will tell you a story."

"Sure, sure." Zhuang Zhuang nodded eagerly.

Xiaoguo thought carefully about what story to tell. She decided on the tale of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. "Once upon a time, there was a young lady whose grandmother gave her a red cape…"

With the lull of her gentle voice, Zhuang Zhuang slowly closed his eyes as he listened to the story. By the time Xiaoguo finished the story, Zhuang Zhuang was sound asleep. She put Zhuang Zhuang down and slowly got up to leave.


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Kapitel 14: Going Up the Mountains

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Xiaoguo walked into the kitchen, and thought about using the ring to bring back all the vegetables that they consume frequently. It was inconvenient to go in and out each time she needed something. Apart from the meat and vegetables, she could bring out various commonly used items and organize them according to her needs.

After doing some packing, Xiaoguo was about to go back to the room when she accidentally kicked a hidden compartment beside the stove. Out of curiosity, she squatted down and removed the brick sitting above it. Underneath the brick, she found a little bundle wrapped in red cloth. She was surprised and shocked. Xiaoguo took the bundle and unwrapped it. Hidden inside was a tael of silver. This must have been money that the previous owner had stashed away and forgotten after some time.

Xiaoguo happily put away the substantial sum of money and returned to the bedroom to rest.

Xiaoguo woke up before dawn the next day. Zhuang Zhuang was still sleeping soundly. She left the house quietly without waking him up. Xiaoguo was planning to make a trip up the mountains. When she stepped out, she saw that the skies were dark and gloomy. Hesitating, she wondered if she should go ahead with her plans. After deliberating for a while, Xiaoguo decided to go up the mountains and take a look. The sooner she set off, the sooner she would be able to return.

Xiaoguo took along a small hoe and headed for the mountains. She got to the base not long after. At this moment, the first rays of sunlight were gradually lighting up the sky. Checking to see that there was no one around, she quickly hiked up the mountains.

Xiaoguo was halfway through when she decided to stop venturing ahead. She was about to reach the deepest part of the mountains and there were just too many unknowns. Xiaoguo was not prepared to take the risk.

Xiaoguo started walking towards the east. As she stepped on the ground, she could feel that the soil here was very different. She squatted down and looked at the earth beneath her feet. The ground was obviously filled with lots of moisture. Xiaoguo grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed with her hand. Water droplets slid through her fingers in an instant. The plants in this area were also lush and green unlike those growing on the other side.

She continued along the east and came to a river not long after. She was delighted by the sight. She had guessed right that there was a water source here. Looking around warily, she checked for signs of danger before moving forward. To her surprise, there was a big fish swimming in the river. It looked almost half a meter in length. She approached it carefully and waited for the right moment to strike. With a single swing of the hoe, she managed to catch the fish and brought it up the river bank. She had not expected herself to be so accurate—this was her first time catching a fish after all.

Keeping her happiness in check, Xiaoguo quickly threw her catch into the pail that she had brought with her. She recalled seeing some animal feces by the river. Xiaoguo went up to take a closer look. She deduced that it looked like the feces of pheasants and wild rabbits. They could have come here frequently to drink water. Xiaoguo quickly set up a few traps and continued to walk. Guessing that there could be larger wild animals coming here to drink water, Xiaoguo didn't want to stop there for too long.

At the same time, she was thinking about Zhuang Zhuang. Worried that he would start looking for her when he woke up, she did not stop and quickly walked down the mountains.

As she entered the village, smoke could be seen rising from the chimneys of every house. The roosters in the village were beginning to crow. Xiaoguo was quite sure then that she didn't come home too late. When she reached home, Xiaoguo saw Zhuang Zhuang still sleeping with his back facing the room door. Xiaoguo smiled and went to the kitchen. She transferred the fish into a big basin of water. She would surprise Zhuang Zhuang when he was awake.

Although the day had broken, it was still a little dark in the house. Xiaoguo lit up a candle for light. She reminded herself that she will knock out this wall and install a large window to let the light in.

Xiaoguo started preparing breakfast. She will make porridge, shredded potato salad and a spinach pancake.

Xiaoguo found a small charcoal stove. She lit the charcoal and heated the claypot. The rice was rinsed and put to boil over a strong flame in the covered pot. Once the rice was boiling, she adjusted the fire and let the rice simmer over low heat. The potatoes were julienned and blanched. She then seasoned the potato strips with salt, sugar, vinegar and hot chili oil. Xiaoguo was light-handed with the chili as it was better for young children to avoid spicy food. Done with the potato salad, she washed the spinach and cut them into thin strips. Next, she mixed flour and water to make the pancake batter. In the pot, lard was added and heated up. In no time, a stack of golden spinach pancakes was ready to be served.

When Xiaoguo brought the food into the house, Zhuang Zhuang was woken up by the fragrance. Xiaoguo asked him to wash his hands before eating. When Zhuang Zhuang was done, the both of them started having their breakfast at the table. The food portions were just right for the two of them—exactly enough to fill their bellies.

"Mother, this pancake smells so good. It's as good as eating meat." The spinach cake was fried in lard, and the pancake was soaked with the aroma of the lard.

Xiaoguo smiled and said, "Eat more if it's good."

Zhuang Zhuang nodded happily.


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