CHAPTER 136: CHAPTER 136: WHAT KIND OF FAIRY IS HIS WIFE!

Kids love to eat it, and everyone can use it as a regular snack.

Even Tang Zan can bring a bucket of popcorn to eat during his leisure time.

But thinking that Tang Zan probably doesn’t like it much, she made a little less.

This popcorn was supposed to be made with butter, but since there’s no butter now, they’ve got tea oil. Pei Shu’er used tea oil to fry in the pot for aroma, then added corn kernels and sugar.

Then she covered the pot with a lid.

No one knew what Pei Shu’er was doing. Could this corn really become the popcorn she mentioned?

Just when the thought crossed their minds, they saw the small corn kernels start to pop in the pot, indeed looking like little white flowers. Pei Shu’er kept rotating the pot to let the sugar coat the popcorn evenly.

When all the corn kernels in the pot turned into popcorn, Pei Shu’er cheerfully invited everyone to try it.

Everyone took a bite, and their eyes widened in surprise.

The texture of... popcorn is completely different from corn.

Popcorn is crispy and sweet, and it tastes fantastic.

With each bite making a crunching sound, Tang Shuo and Tang Qing Huan couldn’t help smiling as their eyes curved pleasingly.

In no time, the whole pot of popcorn was gone, so Pei Shu’er made another one.

Just then, Tang Zan returned home.

The first thing he did was head to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Pei Shu’er was making something new and strange.

Seeing this, he chuckled and said, "Where do you get all these novel ideas?"

Pei Shu’er smiled gently, "From books."

Tang Zan saw the popcorn coated with a layer of sugar and chose not to eat it.

Tang Shuo, however, tugged at Tang Zan’s pant leg.

"Big brother, try it."

Tang Zan cooperated by opening his mouth, then raised his eyebrows.

A crunch resounded as the sweet popcorn rolled over his tongue, sweetening all the way to his heart.

Suddenly, he found that he wasn’t so averse to sweets anymore.

Except for Cloud Cake!

Tang Zan said, "Tomorrow I’ll take a bucket with me to snack on while at the barracks."

Pei Shu’er hesitated, then said, "There might not be enough to take."

Tang Zan walked over and saw that there was still more in the pot. Tang Qing Huan promptly said, "That’s for Shuo’er and me as snacks."

Tang Zan said, "I heard your sister-in-law say that kids should eat less sugar; it’s bad for your teeth."

Then, Tang Zan scooped a wooden bucket of popcorn and closed the lid, holding it tightly in his arms to prevent the two kids from snatching it away.

The two kids widened their eyes, in disbelief that their responsible big brother was actually competing with them for food!

Outrageous!

Tang Qing Huan insisted that Pei Shu’er make them a wooden bucket of popcorn as well, which finally ended the dispute.

But whenever they saw their beloved big brother, their expressions were still sour.

What’s so great about a big brother who only steals food?

Nowhere near as caring as sister-in-law, who’s beautiful, sweet-tongued, and makes delicious food.

The next day, Tang Zan took the popcorn to the barracks, and everyone wondered what was in the wooden bucket that Tang Zan held so tightly.

Not until lunchtime did Tang Zan open the wooden bucket and the lunch box.

He first ate a few pieces of popcorn to curb his cravings, the crunch catching everyone’s attention.

Then Tang Zan started his live eating show.

Today’s mouth-watering delicacies included: smoked stir-fried pork, a bowl of stir-fried corn, a bowl of corn juice, two meat buns, two pickled vegetable meat buns, and a yam soup with cured ribs.

The soldiers under Tang Zan watched eagerly, their intentions clear.

For anything unfinished, please pass it on to those in need.

Then they watched their leader eat gracefully yet efficiently, finishing all that food without leaving a crumb.

What an absurd appetite.

They then watched Tang Zan crunch on popcorn while stuffing cornmeal down their own throats.

It scratched their throats.

Someone with quick hands reached for the bucket, grabbing more than ten pieces of popcorn, then got glared at fiercely by Tang Zan.

The man shivered but saw Tang Zan didn’t seem to mind, so he cautiously put them in his mouth.

It was fantastically delicious.

Crunch, crunch, crunch.

The soldiers around swiftly snatched the popcorn from his hand, and each was conquered by it.

No wonder Lin Zhi always teased everyone by eating — it was truly that delicious.

What kind of fairy was his wife!

Why could she make such tasty food?

They wanted to marry someone like that too.

Seeing the soldiers licking their lips and surrounding him, Tang Zan’s face turned cold.

"If any of you take more, I’ll chop off your hands."

Everyone squatted to the side, looking pitiful, like stray dogs.

Tang Zan showed no empathy, snorted coldly, and continued eating popcorn.

Just as he was eating happily, a bugle sounded from the tower.

He quickly hid the popcorn in a corner, intending to return for it later.

No sooner had he walked away than Zhang Feng and some others grabbed hold of the popcorn and divided it among themselves.

They almost came to blows over it.

After eating, Zhang Feng cursed under his breath, wondering how that brat got so lucky to marry such a good wife.

If only she were my daughter-in-law.

When Tang Zan finished checking the military supplies and returned, all that was left in the corner was a clean wooden bucket.

Tang Zan scanned the people present, noticing nothing unusual in their expressions, and frowned.

It seemed that from now on, he’d have to hide his food even better.

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Soon, it was the season to harvest soybeans.

When soybeans are still tender, they’re called edamame. Pei Shu’er had them picked, cooked with their skins, and a bit of salt added.

If you prefer a light taste, you can eat them straight away.

If you like something stronger, Pei Shu’er would freeze the edamame in cold water, then make a dip from a bit of soy sauce, wasabi, and chili for everyone.

Some people could handle the taste of wasabi, like Liu Xu, Tang Qingning, and the Zhang Chao foursome.

But most people couldn’t, as the wasabi rushed straight to the tops of their heads, making them practically lift off their skulls.

Their eyes turned red and they drank several mouthfuls of water to recover.

"Heir’s wife, what kind of condiment is this? Why is it so pungent?"

Pei Shu’er said, "This is wasabi, which I found in the mountains; it’s non-toxic and can be used as a condiment. I ground it into a paste with a millstone."

These somewhat trivial matters were spoken by Pei Shu’er without much seriousness.

The next day, of course, Tang Zan took cooked edamame to the barracks.

Everyone had seen cooked edamame before, but there was none to eat now.

It looked very tempting.

Tang Zan wasn’t fond of edamame, and since it wasn’t cooked by Pei Shu’er, he quickly lost interest after a few bites.

He called to his subordinates.

"Eat up."

Everyone thought they’d heard wrong and rushed over, devouring it greedily.

Tang Zan’s mouth curled in satisfaction, boasting slightly.

"Heh, it’s just edamame. My wife said tomorrow she’s making tofu for me."