Chapter 169: 0169 My dad also wants to try the stuff you made_1 Chapter 169: 0169 My dad also wants to try the stuff you made_1 The pickled radishes Ellen Young made a few days ago were almost ready.

The first batch she made was fresh and quick, so the flavor was different.

A whole big jar of them, making all her time spent peeling radishes during the live broadcast worth it.

She distributed half a jar to the homes around the village and then began to prepare braised delicacies.

Braised delicacies take a long time to make and the process is quite troublesome, so Ellen always made a lot at once.

Once it was ready, as usual, she sent some to Aunt Walker, Aunt Hailey, and the Village Chief’s grandfather.

First, she simmered the pig trotters, chicken, and duck feet to a soft tenderness, soaking up the flavors so well that a light bite would melt in your mouth, the remarkable taste and fragrance of the meat unforgettable.

The pot full of braised delights, a uniform share for each person, once she had delivered it to the Village Chief’s grandfather’s house, he truly and sincerely praised her, “Ellen, your cooking skills truly surpass your grandfather’s. It’s like the student surpassing the master. If your grandfather could see how capable you are, he would be so comforted even after passing.”

Ellen just gave a faint smile.

The Village Chief’s grandfather took the braised delicacies that Ellen brought in, and the fragrance wafted from house to house in the village. Ruffy Smith had just returned from Imperial City and, smelling the aroma, emerged from somewhere and asked Ellen, “What delicious food have you made now?”

He didn’t usually have the cheek to come around every day.

He knew very well about striking a balance, understanding that clinging too tightly would only be annoying.

Being properly measured was essential to avoiding resentment.

“I made some braised delights.”

Ellen was indeed in a good mood that day, so she offered, “I made plenty, do you want some?”

She’d even sent some to Damien Frost and his group.

Naturally, Ruffy nodded without hesitation.

After finishing her deliveries, Ellen returned and prepared to have her meal. In addition to the braised meat, she stir-fried a serving of greens and drizzled them with a special sauce. The sauce blended away the bitterness of the greens, making them extremely flavorful and suitable to accompany rice.

She was still sitting in the courtyard, and Ruffy ate with restraint and satisfaction.

After all, the food in the countryside wasn’t great, and he could only enjoy a feast at Ellen’s.

For the sake of good food, Ruffy had even transferred two chefs from Imperial City to take care of him.

Specifically in the countryside, just for him.

So it was said, there’s always a way—if you have money.

The little black dog was also circling around them. It was still not big enough to eat large bones, so it gnawed on small ones. The bones of the chicken and duck feet were just the right size.

It lay by Ellen’s feet, happily munching away.

Ellen’s culinary skill could also be seen through Blackie. The dog that had been frail and thin before, now looked a bit plump after being under Ellen’s care for just a few days.

Its fur was glossy and sleek, barely reminiscent of its pitiful state when it first arrived.

Even the free-range chicks in the land were gradually growing bigger, each one looking healthy and spirited—perfect for later being cooked into roasted chicken.

While eating, Ruffy noticed a few packages in the corner that Ellen had packed. They didn’t seem like anything precious; otherwise, she wouldn’t have left them there. He lifted his chin and asked softly, “What are those?”

Ellen replied, “Pickled radishes, I’m sending them out.”

Ruffy asked casually, “For your sister?”

“Mhm, and for Clinton White and others too.”

They were all people Ruffy was familiar with, so he smiled and said, “Do you have any extra? My dad would also like to taste what you’ve made.”