Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 579: Thought 574: Teach Little Sister to Make Crayfish

Nangong Shulan and the others took care of all the other dishes, leaving only the crayfish for Qin Xue to handle herself. With several tens of kilograms split into three large basins, Qin Xue had to cook them in several pots as one was not enough.

She pulled her sister aside to teach her how to make spicy crayfish.

Qin Xue had been eating bland, unseasoned food for a month, so when she saw the spicy crayfish, she couldn’t help but salivate. After cooking them, she couldn’t resist picking one up to taste it, claiming that she was just checking if the flavor was strong enough.

As soon as the crayfish entered her mouth, it awakened Qin Xue’s taste buds with its spicy and fragrant flavors.

Once Qin Xue finished cooking, she saw that it was almost mealtime, so she had Qin Yu take two-thirds of the spicy crayfish to the cafeteria, leaving only a small portion for their family.

Qin Xue picked up a crayfish and stuffed it into her sister’s mouth before watching her sister’s expression with amusement.

“Wow, sis, this is really delicious!” Qin Jiale suddenly laughed with delight. Her sister wasn’t kidding – the spicy crayfish was truly tasty.

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From now on, she could catch them herself when she returned to the Qin Village and cook them as an extra treat.

“I told you it was good, but you didn’t believe me. When have I ever lied to you?” Qin Xue looked at her sister, who was laughing happily.

“It’s just because I’ve never eaten this before! I had no idea that something without meat and with a hard shell like this could taste so good,” said Qin Jiale, knowing that these hard-shelled creatures were plentiful in the creeks of the countryside.

When she went back, she could cook them for her family, or maybe even sell them to earn some pocket money.

“There’s a lot you don’t know. You’ll understand once you finish your studies and enter society,” said Qin Xue, leaving the last bit without cooking.

“Sis, why aren’t you cooking the last bit?” Qin Jiale asked, puzzled.

“What did I ask you to do? Just watch? Now it’s your turn,” Qin Xue said as she untied her apron and handed it to her sister.

“Sis, come on! You could’ve just cooked it yourself!” Qin Jiale whined. She’d only watched for a little while – how was she supposed to know how to do it?

“Do you remember the steps I just took?” Qin Xue asked, ignoring her sister’s complaints.

“Yes,” Qin Jiale nodded in response.

“As long as you remember, just follow those steps. If what you make isn’t tasty, then you can deal with it yourself,” said Qin Xue. Although she didn’t want her sister to learn too much from the kitchen, Qin Xue knew that her sister would one day grow up, get married, and need these skills.

That’s why Qin Xue was happy to teach her sister these things, after all, no one would complain about knowing too many things, right?

“Sis…” Qin Jiale dragged out her sister’s title, hoping that she would take over and not make her do it.

“Your tactics won’t work on me. Get started,” said Qin Xue, folding her arms and watching her sister from the sidelines.

Having no choice, Qin Jiale started tying her apron and began to cook the crayfish according to the steps her sister had shown her.

“See, you’re doing an excellent job! You need to have more confidence in yourself,” said Qin Xue, looking at her sister. Just observing her sister’s cooking progress, it was obvious she had a natural talent.

“Hehe, don’t praise me yet, sis. I don’t even know how it tastes!” Qin Jiale sniffed the aroma in the air and laughed as she spoke to her sister.

“Just by smelling it, you can tell it’s good. Go on and finish the rest the way you were doing it. I’m going to check on the children,” said Qin Xue, completely letting go of her responsibilities.

“Sis, aren’t you going to watch me cook? What if I mess up?” Qin Jiale asked nervously.

“It’s fine, if you mess up, just eat it all yourself,” Qin Xue glanced back at her sister and even blew her a playful kiss before leaving.

Qin Jiale looked after her unscrupulous sister with tears in her eyes, then picked up the spatula and resigned herself to finishing the crayfish, making her own spicy crayfish dish.