The Young General's Wife is MR. Lucky

23. Salt from Black Lump

Translator: asassin
“I like that kid. With him here, everything is livelier,” Jiang Zhentao said smilingly.

“I agree. Besides, I think Ah Sheng likes him too. When Li-er touches him, he doesn’t dislike him nor tries to get rid of him. Perhaps, we are going to have a grandchild soon.” As she spoke, Qiao Mulan’s eyes started to water.

It was fortunate of them to have Yu Jinli, however, when she thought of why they had him here and her son's deteriorating health, sadness welled up in her.

It made Jiang Zhentao’s heart ache to see his wife in grief. He took her in his arms and comforted her.

Recently, the person went through the most pain was his wife. First it was him, then it was their son. All of a sudden, two of their family’s backbones fell. How could she not be sad?

Though most of the time she had a smile on, he knew she did that only to cover up her sadness, in fear that others would worry about her.

“Lan-er, everything will be okay,” he consoled.

“Yes, it will.” Wiping her tears, she agreed.

Jiang Family wouldn’t fall apart, nor would it be bullied. Sooner or later, it would fight back.

In the kitchen, Yu Jinli was grinning from ear to ear looking at various ingredients he had bought today. Glancing about, he could come up with multiple ways to cook each of them. In fact, he wanted to try all the way he could, however, given a shortage of condiments at the moment, there wasn’t much he could do. For now, what he had was enough to satisfy his craving for good food.

First, he took a black lump. After weighing it, he decided one was enough for dinner. Tomorrow, he would make the rest into salt.

He asked for a large pot. Lucky that men here boiled all their food so they had no shortage of pots.

Throwing the black lump into a pot, filling it with half a pot of water, he started the boiling.

Now that Yu Jinli was going to cook, family cooks all remained in the kitchen, awaiting instructions.

Since Qiao Mulan would cook from time to time, cooks were used to this and stayed in order to help.

However...

“Young Lady, what were you boiling?” Zheng Peiqi, one of Jiang Family’s cooks, asked curiously, for all the ingredients he had handled, he never saw anything like that.

“I don't know what it's called, but I use it to extract salt.” Yu Jinli answered as he kept on with what he was doing.

He knew the ways to extract salt thanks to his love for and research of food when he was on earth.

Back then, he had just learned how to use the Internet and spent most of that time on studying food. If he had the same devotion to cultivation, he could have made great progress, and perhaps wouldn't have been transmigrated into this world.

“What is salt? Can you eat that?” another cook asked.

Right now, all cooks had become curious students, not feeling ashamed to ask and learn from him.

Yu Jinli enjoyed talking with them about food, so he answered every question patiently.

Since there weren't enough condiments, he decided to make a few homely dishes for dinner.