The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

"Oh, and I also brought some food!"

Ya Ya suddenly remembered that there were twenty starch sausages, a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe), a lot of raw wontons, and a string of things called bobo chicken hidden in the space.

Those aren't chickens at all, so I don't know why they're called "钵钵鸡" (boiled chicken).

There were also pancakes given by Sister Hemiao, which they called something like "Hanbao," as well as chicken wings and delicious fries.

I also bought ten large cans of fruit, including yellow peaches, lychees, and hawthorn berries.

Ya Ya hurriedly got up and ran back into the house. Grandma Liu followed her in. Suddenly, a lot of food appeared on the empty little table, emitting faint steam. The aroma wafted over, making people feel dizzy.

It was still hot.

"Grandma, eat this starch sausage, it's so delicious." Ya Ya held up a red, blooming starch sausage and handed it to Grandma Liu.

Grandma Liu lowered her head and took a small bite from Ya Ya's little hand. The strong aroma of spices immediately spread in her mouth. The outer skin was slightly crispy from frying, while the inside was soft and chewy with a warm meaty fragrance, just like it had just come out of the fryer.

She couldn't resist taking the skewer and chewing a few more times. "Wow, this smells amazing! Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside!"

They spent quite a bit of time testing the tricycle. I bet this little space of Nannan's has a heat-retaining function, just like those thermos bottles we bought last time, they won't get cold even if left overnight.

It works really well.

Grandma Liu took another bite before handing the starch sausage to Ya Ya, saying, "Little girl, help Grandma hold this."

She carefully placed the rice noodle rolls, jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), bobo chicken, and hamburger wings from the table into a small basket, carried it out steadily, and called out to the village chief, "Village chief, quick, divide these dishes while they're hot, let everyone have a taste!"

Ya Ya carried out a large bottle of Coke and followed behind Grandma Liu.

"And this one, it's all little bubbles, sweet, and the bubbles will dance in your mouth after you drink it."

Fang Tiesheng's eyes narrowed when he saw the steaming bag in Granny Liu's hand.

The village chief clapped his hands. "Put the tricycles aside, everyone sit down. Nannan specially brought us some food..."

Without the village chief needing to say a few more words, in less than two minutes, everyone in the courtyard quickly moved their car to a corner and sat properly at the large table in the yard.

The large Coke in Ya Ya's hand had already been taken by Ji Chuntao. The big bottle looked quite heavy, and the contents inside were dark and looked like medicinal soup.

The drinks in that area were always so peculiar. She still remembered the taste of the red and green drinks she had brought last time; they seemed to be made with milk, tea leaves, and other things.

How did they come up with such a rich variety of combinations?

Everyone's cups were placed in front of them, and Ji Chuntao poured each of them a small half-cup. The drink bubbled and sizzled as it was poured, which was quite interesting.

When it was Xiaodouzi and Xiaoshuanzi's turn, Yaya reminded them, "Sister Hemiao said that children shouldn't drink too much, just have a taste."

Ji Chuntao paused for a moment, then poured only a small amount into the cup, just enough to cover the bottom, and also covered the bottom of the cup for Ya Ya.

Little Bean touched the cup, took a small sip, and instantly his eyes widened. He and Little Shuanzi, who had already finished his drink, exclaimed "Wow!" in unison, shaking their heads as if bubbles were dancing in their mouths!

Zhao Hu held a piece of starch sausage in one hand and a skewer of Sichuan-style boiled chicken in the other, enjoying each bite of sausage and skewer immensely. The red oil was fragrant and slightly spicy, and the skewers in his hand were made of dried bean curd.

He recognized it; it was rotten skin.

He had never tried this method before.

The tofu skin is coated with bright red broth and sprinkled with sesame seeds. When you bite into it, you first experience a numbing and spicy sensation, a mild spiciness and a pleasant numbness, with the broth spreading between your teeth.

The tofu skin was soft but not mushy, and it had absorbed all the flavor.

good to eat!

But compared to tofu skin, he prefers the string of starch sausage in his left hand; fried rice and jianbing (Chinese crepes) can all take a backseat.

With a crunchy bite, the crispy outer layer crumbles between your teeth, followed by the soft and chewy interior, which has a meaty flavor and tastes a bit like flour. On this cold day, eating it with the spices sprinkled on the surface and slowly chewing it brings pure joy that goes straight to your soul!

Ji Chuntao pinched the fries and dipped them little by little in the red sauce. This stuff was sweet and sour, crispy on the outside and chewy on the inside. She didn't know what it was made of, but she couldn't stop eating it one after another.

Ya Ya also picked up a piece of Orleans chicken wing. She couldn't remember the full name, but it was a very long name, maybe it was the name of a chicken.

These chicken wings have an enticing golden color, and the skin is slightly crispy. With a gentle bite, the meat and the aroma of caramelization explode on the tongue. Ya Ya was so happy eating them that her little braids swayed back and forth.

Grandpa Wang and Grandma Wang shared a sausage, taking turns eating it, their faces full of satisfaction.

The village chief grabbed half a hamburger and started eating it layer by layer from the top.

After everyone finished eating, they sipped their cola slowly. Suddenly, someone let out a loud burp, as if some magical switch had been flipped, and one burp after another started to emanate from the other.

"Hahaha hiccup—"

The aroma and laughter mingled together in the courtyard, seemingly isolating the chilly air outside.

Holding the hot food, Fang Tiesheng was already 80% certain. He just needed to have Nannan bring out the fish and wild onions that evening to confirm it completely.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone flocked to ride the tricycle again.

Seeing Ya Ya come out carrying two colorful little books, the village chief simply told Zhao Hu to push the car outside the yard.

The dirt road outside the courtyard was full of potholes and far less smooth than the road inside. It was heavy and strenuous to ride, and our butts would ache from the bumps, but everyone still enjoyed it.

Zhao Hu couldn't ride on this kind of road. Standing by the roadside, he looked at the two large blue stones at the entrance of the courtyard and realized he had to get the stones off.

Once the large bluestone is burned to ash, it will be mixed with soil and some gravel to widen and level the road, at least allowing tricycles to pass smoothly.

After thinking it over, he said a few words to the village chief and went up the mountain to move stones again.

There was a small underground kiln in the village, behind Old Sun's house. It was used for burning charcoal and drying grain. It had a small opening and a large belly. With some modifications, it could be used to burn lime.

After feeding the ducks, the village chief took Old Sun and his brothers over. They cleaned up the accumulated ash and debris, widened the fire door and ventilation duct at the bottom, and then mixed yellow mud with dry grass to seal all the cracks in the pit walls.

I spent the whole afternoon drying and pasting one layer after another, without even having lunch, and it wasn't until almost dark that I finally finished.

Zhao Hu carried the large bluestones down from the mountain back and forth, stacking them layer by layer with firewood into the kiln. He'll carry them for another day tomorrow, and he should be able to fill it up.