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Author: pear wine

Zhan Jin wondered: "The taxes in the imperial court are not high, so why do you think the people's lives seem to be very difficult?"

It's just that the mountains and highlands elsewhere are far from conducive to governance. This is on the outskirts of the capital, at the feet of the emperor. Zhan Jin really can't understand it.

Although Mr. Fu knew that the elders of several people were either rich or noble, he never expected that there would be princes and princesses talking to him.

"Although Your Majesty is considerate of us, in the end... alas!"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Xi and her second sister, who were walking hand in hand, looked at each other and were so frightened that they almost staggered. Zhan Chen's eyelids twitched behind her and he stretched out his hand to block Lan Xi from falling down the field ridge.

"If God doesn't reward you with food, there's nothing anyone can do about it!" Mr. Fu looked up at the sky shining with the scorching sun, unable to hide his melancholy.

Lan Xi secretly bit the tip of her tongue, regretting why she had brought up such a topic. Fortunately, Mr. Fu didn't say anything dangerous, otherwise it would have been a big mistake.

Lan Xi added a few words casually and quickly ended this slightly dangerous topic.

The wives of the Fu family are quick on their feet and are famously smart people in the village. As soon as the group approached the courtyard of the Fu family, they smelled the aroma of rice in the air.

Lan Xi took a deep breath and tasted the aroma of chicken meat. She must have killed an old hen.

"It's great, it smells so good, it's chicken!" Zhan Yu took a deep breath and praised loudly.

The Fu family's daughter-in-law, whom I had met at the grain drying farm before, came out.

"Come, come, here are the distinguished guests!"

She turned around and shouted towards the kitchen, then helped Mr. Fu welcome everyone into the house.

"There is nothing good to eat in the countryside. The nobles will make do with it. The food will be served soon!"

Fu's second daughter-in-law said as her youngest daughter Fu Nuo, who had just turned sixteen, came into the house carrying two dishes.

The girl is slim and graceful, with a mahogany hairpin stuck in her simple bun and only decorated with a few brightly colored cloth flowers, which shows her liveliness and cuteness at this age.

Although there were not many dishes, there were still three hard vegetables on the table, a plate of fried bacon with garlic leaves, a plate of steamed crucian carp, and a bowl of raw fried chicken.

"Come, eat, eat, eat! Don't be polite!" Mrs. Fu brought up a large wooden basin filled with white rice.

Lan Xi was stunned. Unlike several friends around her, Lan Xi had cooked.

Oh my God! How did they cook so many dishes and cook such a large bowl of white rice in such a short period of time? Lan Xi didn't believe that they knew in advance that someone was coming to eat.

He is really awesome, he is indeed a capable person who can handle both the living room and the kitchen.

"What is this?" Zhan Yu asked as he picked up a piece of crystal red bacon with chopsticks.

It's not that he has never eaten bacon before, it's just that even a piece of bacon can be decorated with the variety of dishes in the imperial kitchen. He has never seen bacon cut so thickly.

In fact, if it weren't for them coming to visit, the Fu family would have been reluctant to make the bacon they had saved for the Chinese New Year, and cut it thicker to avoid having to wait for them.

Zhan Yu put the piece of bacon into his mouth, chewed it twice and then immediately spat it out with a wrinkled face.

"Bah! Bah! Is this bacon? But isn't this bacon too salty?"

Zhan Jin glared at him, picked up a slightly smaller piece of bacon and tasted it, frowning slightly as she chewed it.

She swallowed the piece of meat and sincerely thanked the Fu family: "Thank you for your trouble. You rarely get to eat this table of dishes, right?"

Salt and meat are both precious things. The reason why the bacon is so salty must be because the villagers wanted to preserve the meat that they rarely eat once a day for a longer period of time, so they used more salt to pickle it.

Although Zhan Jin is a princess, she has a gentle and kind personality. The Fu family entertains them with food that is so precious to them. How can she be dissatisfied because the food is not to her taste?

Zhan Yu just forgot that he was outside the palace for a moment. When Zhan Jin said this, he quickly made up for it.

"The saltiness is just right. It goes well with rice. It looks like I can have one more bowl today!"

"It's okay, just eat it. I'll cook it for you when you're done. If we couldn't do anything in the past, now that the rice has been harvested, you can eat as much white rice as you want!" Mr. Fu laughed and gave Zhan Yu a spoonful of white rice.

rice.

In Mr. Fu's opinion, these children are younger than his youngest granddaughter. If it were not for their different status, he would treat Lan Xi and the others like the little dolls in Zhuangzi.

As soon as Mr. Fu was happy, he forgot about the origins of these children and kindly served them rice with his own hands. Lan Xi and others quickly declined politely.

After all, this is an elder, so how can he take care of her to eat? However, before Lan Xi could bring the bowl over, the enthusiastic second daughter-in-law of the Fu family neatly filled her with a full bowl of rice.

Lan Xi was dumbfounded when she looked at the small mountain of rice bowls in front of her. Among the children and teenagers present, only Liu Shuhuan and Song Lanjiu could finish the rice in their bowls.

Song Lanshu and Zhan Jin had even smaller appetites, and they immediately looked at the white mountain of rice in front of them in embarrassment.

"this……"

"What's wrong, is there any clean rice in it?" Mrs. Fu finally cleaned up the kitchen and returned to the dining table to see if anyone needed anything else. She happened to see a few people looking embarrassed.

Farmers like them do a lot of work and consume a lot of food, but they can only cook random things to stuff their bellies every day. The food is not enough to eat, so how can they feel that it is too much.

On the contrary, Fu Nuo, who was about the same age as Song Lanshu, saw the crux of the problem and quickly came to the rescue.

"Mom, eldest aunt, from a wealthy family, people eat carefully and slowly. You serve such a big bowl at once, and the chopsticks are not even down. I don't know how to eat!"

"Oh, that's it. It's all my fault. We farmers are not so disciplined. It really makes you laugh!"

Fu's second daughter-in-law immediately smiled and apologized to everyone, and dug out part of the pile of rice bowls into the wooden basin. However, she remembered that these young gentlemen and young ladies were very polite and had special rice spoons in the wooden basin.

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"Don't go to such trouble. It's not that you really can't finish it. Just eat less food."

Seeing that Fu's second daughter-in-law wanted to take back half of the rice in his bowl, Liu Shuhuan refused.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Fu's face turned solemn, and she helped her younger siblings share the food for Zhan Chen and the others. She said to Liu Shuhuan, "That's not possible. These dishes are specially made for you, so you should eat more!"

Since they insisted, Liu Shuhuan didn't say anything else. At most, they would just add more food after eating. With such a big bowl of rice, they were worried that they wouldn't be full.
Chapter completed!