In the courtyard, Fang Juxian's face twisted with anger as she watched Zhang Minzhen disappear into the kitchen without a backward glance. She stood rooted to the spot, silently seething, determined to get her hands on that meat bun recipe no matter what. 'Even if I don't use it myself, I could sell it to He Ji for a hefty sum, couldn't I?'
Just as she was scheming, she saw her brother-in-law emerge with a large bowl of meat buns. Her eyes instantly turned red with envy. 'We're all sons of this family, so why does the eldest branch always get to take more from the old folks? My family already took two buns each, just like everyone else. The old woman clearly said that was the limit, and the rest were for their dinner tonight. So how can he just walk away with another huge bowl?'
