TFWYH – Chapter 195 She Can Fly to the Sky

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Who would’ve thought—!

That one day, I, 0527, would actually get to eat hotpot!

Unfortunately, Tang Hongba no longer sold pork, so many of the ingredients had to be bought from other butchers.

These shopkeepers had no ties to Tang Wan, so of course they wouldn’t give her a discount — even pig intestines cost money.

But Tang Wan and Ling Yue didn’t care. They had money in their pockets and confidence in their hearts!

Under Tang Wan’s direction, the two women bought a mountain of ingredients. Tang Wan even picked up some milk to make milk tea — determined to give everyone a feast.

Meanwhile, Tang Hongba and his two sons had started making batches of “spicy broad beans,” though only in small quantities for a test run.

When Tang Wan and Ling Yue came to call them for dinner, the three men agreed readily and brought along fifty packets of broad beans, planning to have Li Dashan and the others help sell them later.

But…

“What’s hotpot?”

The three men had never heard of it.

Neither had Li Wu and Li Dashan, who arrived soon after to help wash and prep the vegetables.

Tang Wan was even given special permission to enter the kitchen this time, where she guided Ling Yue through making the spicy red chili broth.

That girl was a natural when it came to cooking — and since hotpot was simple, she didn’t waste a single ingredient. Before long, the whole courtyard was filled with a mouthwatering, spicy aroma.

“This smells amazing!” Aunt Yang sniffed the air, her mouth watering uncontrollably.

The others were the same — craning their necks toward the kitchen, dying to see what the two women were making.

But they all knew this was Ling Yue’s secret recipe for a future business, so they restrained themselves and stayed out.

By lunchtime, Tang Wan finally emerged from the kitchen and asked Li Dashan to help start the fire.

Since they didn’t have a proper hotpot table, they simply lit a fire in the courtyard and propped a metal frame over it to hang the pot.

Before long, Ling Yue carried out a large pot.

Everyone peered inside — it was a vivid red, bubbling with chili oil and peppercorns floating on top.

“This… this can be eaten?” Aunt Yang asked, swallowing hard.

“It can!” Tang Wan said, sitting by the fire. She grabbed a piece of beef tripe with her chopsticks, dipped it into the broth, then pulled it out a moment later, coated it with dipping sauce, and eagerly popped it into her mouth.

The spicy, numbing heat exploded on her tongue, making her close her eyes in bliss.

Delicious!

The professor hadn’t lied to her!

Hotpot was truly heavenly!

Then she took a sip of chilled milk tea—

Ohhh, perfection!

Tang Wan felt like she could ascend to the heavens right then and there.

Seeing how much she enjoyed it, and smelling that irresistible spicy fragrance, everyone else couldn’t hold back any longer. They crowded around the fire, copying her movements and dunking vegetables into the bubbling pot.

Just one word — eat!

The moment the food touched their tongues, everyone’s eyes lit up.

Li Dashan: “This tastes amazing!”

Tang Tiansheng: “So spicy— hiss— hey, don’t steal my food!”

Tang Tianyang: “You say it’s spicy, so let me help you eat it!”

Ling Yue ignored their squabbling — better to focus on eating than wasting time talking!

Madam Jiang couldn’t handle much spice, but Tang Wan had thought of that and told Ling Yue to make a mild broth just for her — perfectly within her tolerance.

As for Aunt Yang and Widow Hong, they were too busy eating to talk, their chopsticks flying nonstop.

Li Wu couldn’t out-compete his wife, so he resorted to snatching food from his son’s bowl instead.

Ling Yu seemed to enjoy the taste as well — and even when she ate hotpot, she did it gracefully, like a painting come to life. She looked slow and elegant, yet her bowl emptied at lightning speed.

Only Yanyan sat off to the side helplessly, watching everyone eat.

Her illness hadn’t fully healed yet, and Tang Wan had told her —

no spicy food for now.