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Yu Chunmiao hurriedly carried the seasonings down to the Banyan Tree. Before long, everything was ready. She picked up two large handfuls of Apple Snails and placed them into a basin, washing them three or four times with water.
Qi Chong took a pair of scissors and trimmed the tails of the Apple Snails before heading over to Zheng Chunyan to start the fire. As she worked, she explained how to stir-fry a large plate of Apple Snails.
Yu Chunmiao picked up one of the snails and slurped it down, warning everyone not to eat the end part. "You all should give it a try!" she encouraged. The men and women around her mimicked her, slurping up the snails.
"It's delicious, not sticky at all, but there’s still a bit of mud flavor inside," she explained. "Freshly picked Apple Snails are like this. If you take them home, let them sit overnight and add a couple of drops of oil to the water. Remember to wash them thoroughly and change the water often. My son will help you sell them in the morning."
Among the eight or so girls, only Zheng Chunyan and Zhang Guiying had gathered a lot; the others had been somewhat half-hearted in their efforts. However, Yu Chunmiao believed she could sell them; as long as they made money, she wasn't worried about their lack of effort.
She repeatedly emphasized the need to change the water frequently; otherwise, if any died or started to smell, they wouldn't be able to sell for a good price.
With so much to do at home, the couple decided to head back first. They had wasted too much time today and would have to work late again tonight. As Yu Chunmiao walked along the road, fatigue was evident on her face.
Qi Chong tucked the large wooden basin filled with seasonings under his arm and carried her with one hand. "If you're tired, lean on me. Get some rest early tonight; I'll cook the remaining herbs," he said gently.
Yu Chunmiao wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her head on his shoulder while her fingers played with his hair.
Chen Ruolan wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t stay up too late. After dinner, Qi Chong went back to work for an additional two hours with his brother.
Qi Yuan kept losing focus, nearly dropping firewood that almost burned his clothes. Qi Chong said nothing but had already formed a conclusion in his mind.
By the time Qi Chong returned home, Yu Chunmiao was fast asleep. He quietly climbed into bed, lifted her head gently, and offered his sturdy arm as a pillow for her. Slowly, he wrapped her in his embrace.
Even though he was careful, Yu Chunmiao almost woke up from his movements, mumbling in annoyance in her sleep and showing signs of irritation.
Qi Chong patted her back soothingly until she fell asleep again. To make up for the help they would miss today, the couple got up at four in the morning.
Yu Chunmiao didn’t know what was wrong; she had gone to bed early last night, yet she still felt sluggish. Qi Chong took the fire starter from her hand and said, "You go back to sleep. I can manage on my own."
"Now that we’re up, I can’t sleep soundly knowing you’re busy here alone," Yu Chunmiao replied, shaking off her drowsiness and giving him a sweet smile.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Chen Ruolan and Qi Yuan also got up. The couple had been away often these past few days, which had worn them out.
Stirring the dark green liquid in the pot, Qi Chong said to Yu Chunmiao, who was wearing a cloth filter, "Let’s give the Fairy Grass Honey Recipe to Lu Ziyou as well. It’ll lighten our load a bit, and honestly, it’s just too expensive to sell; I feel bad about it."
Yu Chunmiao thought seriously for a moment and replied, "Alright, let’s have the assistant take a message back today."
Qi Chong worried that he might not be home for a while. If he stayed away too long, his family would suffer. Besides, Lu Ziyou's shop simply didn’t have enough stock to sell; doing this would help him out and repay his kindness.
As long as nothing unexpected happened, they had enough money at home. Before leaving, Qi Chong wrote a letter for the assistant to deliver to Lu Ziyou, instructing him to tell Mother and Son to only use the stove in the courtyard and that there was plenty of work waiting for him when he returned.
Once they reached Qian Duo Duo, the couple set off in their donkey cart.
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