Even though the ingredients were bought to cook for the Tong Family, the preparation was to take place at Qiao Xiaomai's home.
Tong Sanlang, driving his ox cart, came directly to the front of Qiao Family's small courtyard.
He had bought four pork hocks, eight pig's feet, a pair of pork intestines, a few pig's ears, and ten jin of pork belly. He placed these items beside the well and looked at Qiao Xiaomai with a slight smile on his handsome face. "Miss Qiao, it's your turn to show off your skills."
"No problem." Qiao Xiaomai looked at these items, licked her lips, and said, "Brother Tong San, you can go back first. Xiaomai and Dami will deliver it to you once its ready."
"Yah, sister, if we cook all these, we won't have enough firewood, right? Why don't Tong Brother and I go up the mountain to collect firewood?" Qiao Dami put her bag back in the room, then went out happily, heading straight for Tong Sanlang.