Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 515 - 516 Sister Flowers Educated Youth 33_1

Chapter 515: Chapter 516 Sister Flowers Educated Youth 33_1

Of course, this was entrusted to Zhao Yu; he was the procurement director for everyone.

"Right, how did I forget about that, my old man’s legs are also not in great shape." Although they had some at home, it was his way of showing that he cared.

"By the way, I heard that wolf skins can be made into blankets, do you want one?" Zhao Yu casually asked.

"Definitely, if possible, I want to get them for my grandma, for my parents, and if possible, for my brothers as well."

Originally, Shen Xiaoguang wasn’t included, but after thinking it over, they decided to include him as well.

It was quite normal to prepare for one’s grandmother and parents, but why also for brothers?

"Young men have strong vitality; they don’t need this, do they?" Zhao Yu was really puzzled.

"When they get married, this will be the best wedding present," Shen Jie confidently stated.

A wedding present? Upon hearing this, Feng Dan reacted, "I want one too."

Zhao Na and Zhao Jia looked at each other, thought for a moment, "If it’s not too expensive, we want them too."

Whether it was to honor the elders, keep for personal use, or give away, it was a great gift.

"It would be even better if there were ginseng," Shen Jie casually mentioned; she knew that even if the villagers dug up ginseng, they might not necessarily sell it to her.

But she had to bring it up, just in case she got lucky and managed to snag one.

Ginseng? Zhao Yu spoke with exasperation, "I want to buy it too, but it’s really hard to find."

Truly frustrating indeed—not avoiding the topic meant a quick direct response that there wasn’t any.

"Good things are definitely fought over," Huo Lei believed that people who had lived on this land for generations must have hidden some ginseng away, the problem was just the age of the roots.

The reason they wouldn’t sell to them was simple: the deal wasn’t right.

With ginseng being a scarce commodity that commanded high prices—easily several hundred or even over a thousand in private trade—being reported could spell trouble for both parties.

Unless someone was really strapped for cash or had known the other party for a long time and understood their temperament would they consider cooperating.

"Forget it, it’s not urgent; if I can buy some, then great, if I can forage my own, I’ll just do that," Zhao Yu had also found a few small ginsengs, but they weren’t very old.

The group soon had everything sorted out, "I’ll find a freight forwarder soon and help you mail everything."

Zhao Yu looked at the nearly packed meats and breathed a long sigh of relief; mailing these goods back home would show those people who grumbled and complained.

Although he was in the Northeast, he was still quite aware of the situation at home, like how some people were very dissatisfied with the fact that each month, elder family members sent him money.

He scoffed at the thought, as if he was just taking money without paying; didn’t the meat he mailed back cost money, along with mushrooms and other stuff?

Thinking about it made Zhao Yu angry, "Right, Shen Jie, your family often sends you money; do they have any issues with that?"

Do they have issues? Shen Jie shook her head, "Of course not."

She’d sent back so many things that it scared Lady Shen Li and the others quite a bit, worried that she might be scrimping and saving in the Northeast.

Zhao Yu looked at her with an envious expression, "Your family is really great."

"That they are, my brothers are even worried about me saving money," Shen Jie stated with proud coquettishness, her family was truly adorable.

Zhao Yu sighed resignedly, "Your family members are really good."

"Indeed, so I have to be good to them too."

"Whoever is good to me, I will be good to them,"

"If anyone is whining and complaining, just don’t bother with them at all." She knew that the Zhao Family was a large clan with resources, but who those resources were allocated to was a big issue.

Shen Jie had never asked Zhao Yu, but judging from his temperament and the occasional mention of the old master’s attitude and indulgence towards him,

she felt that the Zhao Family’s stance towards Zhao Yu was one of laissez-faire as long as he didn’t do anything illegal, just letting him be a spoiled young master.

The family’s resources were concentrated on a few older, capable grandchildren.

It wasn’t to say that their thinking was wrong, but having grown up in such an environment from a young age, could Zhao Yu truly be content?

While the old master was alive, Zhao Yu’s days were certainly good, but once they passed away, would the Zhao Family’s new patriarch continue to indulge Zhao Yu?

By that time, Zhao Yu could be said to be a discarded piece in the Zhao Family, and his future was not in his own hands.

Forget it, why think about these things? Why worry about someone else when she didn’t even know what her own future would hold?

Especially since Zhao Yu had Huo Lei by his side, as long as Huo Lei did well, Zhao Yu’s life would certainly be fine.

"I’ll go to the village tomorrow to see if there are any peanuts or corn kernels." The former could be made into boiled peanuts, while the latter could be cooked with rice.

Then she would ask if there were any dried vegetables and such. These things were treasures, even if she mailed a lot back, Shen Jie knew her family would make the most of them.

Suddenly, she thought of what she could mail to Shen Xiaoguang like fried rice noodles, black soybean flour, and sesame ground into powder, which were not only filling but also nutritious.

Right, she could also make jerky. When hungry, just eat a stick or two directly.

Shen Jie felt like a fool for forgetting she could do this, but if she started now, she didn’t know if it would be ready in time to be a Lantern Festival gift.

Anyway, it was definitely too late for the New Year’s, but regardless, it was the thought that counted.

Feng Dan and the others noticed that Shen Jie had started to get busy again, "You’re making jerky," Zhao Jia observed after watching for a while and recognizing that it was indeed jerky being made.

Jerky? Zhao Na and Feng Dan both looked at Shen Jie in surprise, "Xiao Jie, what can’t you do?"

"You can make bacon, you can smoke meat, and now you can make jerky." Feng Dan had thought she really understood Shen Jie, but now she realized,

she actually didn’t know her friend that well, "You really are so capable."

"I never thought you would before."

"Without materials in the past, how could I tell you? Actually, it’s all common knowledge. One of my dad’s colleagues isn’t from Sichuan Province, his family’s meat is smoked meat. Once when he went back to visit, he brought some for my dad."

"My dad was quite curious and asked how it was made. He mentioned it when he got back."

"I just thought I might as well give it a try."

"I didn’t expect that I would actually succeed." Shen Jianshe had a colleague from Sichuan Province, but he had been transferred back two years ago, and Shen Jianshe had even brought him some smoked meat as a gift.

"As for jerky, I thought that since salted meat is cured with salt, if the meat was marinated with various seasonings and then dried, wouldn’t the flavor be better?"

"If it turns out poorly, it will just be salted meat with a richer taste." She had prepared her excuse in advance.

Now wasn’t the age of the internet, where you could just search online; many cooking skills were family heirlooms.

Jerky could be made like this? Feng Dan and the others were stunned, then they looked at each other, truly not having expected that Shen Jie would be able to just create smoked meat and jerky like this.

"No wonder you had better grades than me." Feng Dan recalled Shen Jie’s academic performance from when they were in school. Well, people with good grades have sharp minds, so figuring this out wasn’t a difficult task.

Shen Jie knew that her explanation really couldn’t stand up to scrutiny, but she hadn’t expected Feng Dan to be so supportive, providing a perfect description of her actions.