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Chapter 176 Your Rural Village is Different from Mine

The people of the Great Qi Dynasty were also completely bewildered, "..."

and many more.

Have them count how many dishes are here.
Is this the kind of food that impoverished households can prepare? Are you kidding me?
Jian Yunsang couldn't help but shake her head, "You've made too much of this."

"No, no, these are just everyday dishes. We went to town and bought some fresh pork belly and chicken wings. This fish was caught by my uncle a couple of days ago and was a gift to us. There are no spring bamboo shoots yet, but winter bamboo shoots are at their freshest, so I dug up a few. The chickens are home-raised, and the eggs are also home-grown. The tofu was obtained by bartering soybeans, and the bean sprouts were grown by my grandparents. The other vegetables, such as eggplant, cabbage, and radishes, were all picked from the field. Actually, we didn't spend much money, so don't worry, Teacher Jian."

Grandma Zhou nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, it didn't cost much money."

Jian Yunsang was helpless, and Su Fangrong quickly said, "Teacher Jian, please try my cooking."

As if remembering something, he quickly added, "By the way, does Master drink? My grandfather brews his own wine, would you like to try some?"

"No, I have to drive back to the county town this afternoon."

Su Fangrong didn't get the wine, but poured drinks for everyone and gave Chaochao a carton of milk.

The people of Daqi, under the sky, could only watch helplessly as they ate their extremely lavish 'poor man's meal'.

However, the way they entertain guests in their rural areas is different; they will serve a few more dishes.

But... at most there will be more meat dishes, but there will never be more meat dishes than vegetable dishes, plus a pot of white rice.

Indeed, your rural areas are different from ours.

Lin Lan sighed, "I used to think that it was fortunate that Chaochao's family was very wealthy in the future. If she had been born in the countryside, she might not have had such a good life. Now that I think about it, even if she had been born in the countryside, Chaochao probably... wouldn't have suffered."

At least, it won't be like it was in Shangliu Village.

As they were reminiscing, they heard the guards escorting them say, "We're almost at the dock, everyone get ready."

Lin Lan and the others were taken aback. "We've arrived already?"

The head guard replied, "After disembarking, we will need to take a carriage, and we will not arrive in the capital until tomorrow."

Although they were told they wouldn't arrive until tomorrow, for some reason, everyone felt a sense of unease.

Once they arrive in the capital, will they have to meet the emperor?
What was the emperor like? What would he say and do to them?
If he asks about Chaochao, how should I answer? Although the guards have taught me about etiquette, what if I get too nervous and can't remember anything? Will I be punished if I accidentally do something wrong?
With so many thoughts on their minds, they forgot all about looking at the sky and quickly started packing their things.

After Chaochao finished lunch first, Jian Yunsang told her to take her carton of milk and leave the table to play with the tangram puzzles that Grandpa Zhou used to make in the living room.

After the little girl worked on the food for a while, when she went back to the kitchen, everyone had finished eating. Her parents and Grandpa and Grandma Su were talking in the yard, and only Su Fangrong was wiping the table in the kitchen.

Upon seeing Chaochao, she turned to her and asked, "Chaochao, would you like to take a nap first?"

She remembered that children usually take a nap.

Chaochao shook her head, "No, I get up late this morning."

Because she got up late in the morning, they arrived at Jinwen Village quite late and had lunch soon after.

Su Fangrong smiled and said, "Okay, then wait for me a moment. I'll pour out the water and then take you for a walk around the village."

Jian Yunsang happened to walk in and, upon hearing this, smiled and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Want to go pick oranges in the orange grove? Or like I mentioned before, a social media influencer came to our village to help sell oranges via livestream. They even set up a stage in the open space in front of the ancestral hall; it looks pretty good. Want to join in the fun?" Su Fangrong had already poured the water, taken off her apron, and wiped her hands.

Jian Yunsang thought for a moment, "It wouldn't hurt to go and take a look. Have they already started their live stream?"

She had never seen anyone else's live stream before, and she was still quite curious.

Su Fangrong shook her head, "Not yet, they said it would start tomorrow. I don't know if they're here today. There were quite a few people yesterday, and they arranged lighting and a backdrop, and even did a rehearsal."

She didn't quite understand; this was a live broadcast, did it require rehearsal?

That's not surprising, though; they probably need to check the procedures or something.

After Su Fangrong finished speaking, she went inside to change her clothes. When she came out, she said to the two elderly people, "Grandpa and Grandma, I'll take Teacher Jian and the others to the ancestral hall for a look around."

Just as she finished speaking, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, "Fangrong, are you getting ready to go out?"

"Seventh Uncle is here. Is there something you need?"

When Chaochao looked up, she realized it was Uncle Qi from next door, the one who had taught her how to apply cement before.

The other person was very friendly to her, so Chaochao smiled back at him.

Uncle Qi chuckled and asked Su Fangrong, "Do you have any potatoes at home? Can I borrow a few?"

"Yes, yes, Uncle Qi, wait a moment, I'll go get it for you."

As she spoke, Su Fangrong quickly ran into the house and came out a moment later with several large potatoes in her hand. "Uncle Qi hasn't eaten yet?"

Uncle Qi took the potatoes, smiled, and said, "Eat them. These are my eldest grandson's. He wanted to eat potato chips. My son said the ones we bought weren't healthy, so I thought I'd make them myself. We're out of potatoes at home, so I'll borrow a few from you."

As he spoke, he glanced down and saw Chaochao looking curiously at the potato in her hand. Thinking that children all like to eat potato chips, he said to Chaochao, "Little sister, when Uncle Qi finishes making them, I'll give you some too, okay?"

Chaochao quickly shook her head, "No need, no need, Uncle."

She had potato chips, which she bought at the supermarket earlier and kept in her car. She even ate half a bag while on the way.

So kids love potato chips! No wonder there were several bags of potato chips in Yuan Yuan's big bag of snacks earlier.

Uncle Qi is gone, but Chaochao's gaze is still fixed on him.

He Nanzhou looked down at her. "What's wrong?"

"Dad, are the potato chips I'm eating made from that thing called a potato?"

"Yes, it's not just potato chips. There's also the yellow, ginger-like dish we had for lunch today, which is hot and sour shredded potatoes. Back home, when Aunt Zhao stewed beef brisket, she would put soft, fluffy potato chunks in it, and the yellow mashed potatoes she made for you. They're all made from potatoes."

Chaochao stared in shock, her eyes wide. These were all made of potatoes?
She carefully reviewed what her father had said. The potato chips and shredded potatoes were a bit crispy, while the potato chunks and mashed potatoes were soft and chewy, with completely different textures.

Although Chaochao had eaten potatoes several times, she didn't know what they were called.

After all, she's eaten so many new and exciting things since she came back that she sometimes asks about them, and sometimes she forgets to ask.

Aunt Zhao can cook many dishes, but she probably only uses potatoes two or three times.