After returning home, Lin Xiaoyue took everything out of the carriage.
This shocked Chen Shi and Ma Shi.
"Oh, miss, this is the good stuff you were talking about?" Ma Shi almost couldn't help but cover her nose.
Chen Shi was also frowning.
Pig offal? And most of them were intestines, which were the most difficult to deal with.
Even the poor wouldn't eat them, but the young miss actually bought it and said it was good.
Although the workers had worked with pig offal, they never used pig intestines.
Could it be that she was deceived?
Lin Xiaoyue didn't care about the other two's expressions and looked happy.
"Although it smells disgusting, it's very delicious when it's cooked!"
"Go, get some salt and flour. Bring a few wooden buckets and follow me to the stream. Let's wash them first."
Ma Shi looked at Chen Shi with a somewhat troubled expression.
Did Miss really want to cook these?
