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

"Brother Xiong, what are you doing? Are there lice on the ground?" Da Niu patted Xiong Bo on the shoulder.

Xiong Bo released his hand from the table, his eyes filled with amazement.

There's a hidden rotating mechanism underneath.

At ordinary banquets, it's inconvenient for everyone to stretch their arms to reach dishes that are far away, and rectangular tables are usually used. This square table transformed into a round table with a rotating mechanism is truly ingenious. When a large group sits around the table to eat, no matter what the food is, they can easily reach it by simply raising their hand and turning the table. How come he hadn't thought of such a clever idea before, incorporating a rotating mechanism into the table?

It looks so simple, so why hasn't anyone thought of it?

"Brother Da Niu, how come the people in your village are so quick-witted? Who came up with this rotating mechanism that can be used here? And that mirror, what kind of material is such a large mirror made of, appearing like glass without any polishing? What are those silver buckets for? And..."

Da Niu was at his wit's end. "Stop, stop, stop, Brother Xiong, this is a long story. You'll understand once you've lived here longer. Let's eat first."

Fang Tiesheng stroked his beard, his old eyes gleaming.

It's almost done.

As everyone took their seats, Ji Chuntao kept moving her hands. First, she poured the meat sauce she had just prepared into the two shiny silver metal buckets. She put the extra meat sauce into small jars, leaving one jar open and the rest sealed and stored away.

Then, he scooped some soup from another pot, added the remaining sauce from the large pot, and then added two large ladles of water and stirred it well.

Once the soup is bubbling, grab a handful of thin, white noodles and toss them into the pot. In no time, bowls of steaming hot, simple noodle soup are served.

A spoonful of thick meat sauce was ladled into each bowl of noodle soup, and chopped green onions were sprinkled on top. Without Ji Chuntao having to call out to them, everyone in the courtyard started serving their noodles on their own.

Xiong Bo's gaze fell on the bowl in front of him, and his heart skipped a beat again.

The meat sauce was not only full of minced fatty meat, but also green bean segments, made from rare and high-quality lean meat. However, after looking around the entire courtyard, he only saw a small pheasant perched in a corner, without a single other livestock in sight. Such precious meat, in a year like this, ordinary farmers might not even be able to taste it once a year, yet here it was casually used to cook noodles.

Three meals a day!

Looking at the noodles in the bowl, they were dazzlingly white, delicate and smooth.

The rice he had eaten before was also the finest polished rice...

After the meal, Xiong Bo noticed that the villagers had each taken out their own cups. The cups were made of a material he had never seen before, with bright colors and various exquisite patterns printed on the outer wall.

Someone opened a tin can covered with blue and green patterns, scooped out a spoonful of fine, milky-white powder and poured it into a cup. After stirring with hot water, a rich, milky aroma immediately filled the air.

Xiong Bo's brain is completely overloaded.

Fresh milk is a rare treat that only royalty and nobility can enjoy on a regular basis, but in this village, everyone, young and old, can drink it.

Milk can even be ground into dry powder and stored.

This skill far surpassed all the techniques he knew.

Grandpa Li took two sips from the cup, hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Ya Ya with the cup in his hand: "Darling."

Ya Ya, clutching her little flower cup, looked up at him and asked, "Grandpa Li, what's wrong?"

Grandpa Li hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage and asked, "We're running low on milk powder. Could we go buy some more?"

Since drinking this milk powder and eating more, everyone's bodies have become much stronger. They may not crave other things, but they still want to shamelessly ask for more of this thing that can strengthen their bodies.

He wanted to live longer, to see the village improve and the children grow up, so that they could close their eyes in peace.

Ya Ya craned her neck to look at the milk powder cans. There are many people in the village, and everyone drinks a little every day. Now there are not many left of the four cans of milk powder.

She immediately nodded earnestly, "Okay, I'll ask the shop manager and the others to buy it for me tomorrow morning. I didn't even know until you mentioned it, Grandpa Li. We should buy more so everyone can eat well and stay healthy!"

After everyone finished dinner, Ya Ya ran to the stove.

Ji Chuntao was carrying a large pot and pouring soup into a thermos.

The rich aroma of chicken soup wafted out with the heat.

"Please wait a moment, little one, Auntie will be done soon."

"Okay, Auntie, slow down, this soup smells so good!" Ya Ya stood obediently to the side.

"These two buckets are meat sauce; I added extra minced meat. This bucket is chicken broth. The basket next to it contains chopped scallions; if customers want to add scallions, they can grab a small handful and put it in. Take these remaining individual jars of meat sauce with you and sell them at the shop." Ji Chuntao explained to Ya Ya one by one.

Ya Ya wrote down Aunt Chun Tao's words, "Okay, I've got it. Aunt Chun Tao, Grandma, I'm off!"

"Be careful, it's okay if you can't sell them all." Grandma Liu patted Ya Ya's head.

"Hmm!" Ya Ya nodded, and the several large buckets and small jars by the stove disappeared along with her.

Xiong Bo subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Was he seeing things?

I just saw three huge silver buckets by the stove, and that cute little girl. They were both there, how did they disappear in an instant?!

He suddenly looked around and felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that we've encountered a ghost?

Everyone present remained calm and unconcerned, busying themselves with clearing the dishes or preparing for their own tasks.

"Brother Da Niu, we just had a baby girl..."

Xiong Bo tugged at Da Niu's sleeve, feeling the temperature around him drop considerably, it was chilly.

"Brother Xiong, come with me, I'll teach you to read." Fang Tiesheng winked at Da Niu while holding two books.

Da Niu chuckled, "Brother Xiong, I have to go now. You go with my dad."

……

"Sister Wang, why are you here so early today? What's this all about?"

Cao Xiulian had just put the pot on the stove, and the water hadn't even heated up yet, when a whole bunch of people rushed in through the door.

Wang Guifen, with a girl on one arm and two tall men, an old man and a young man, following behind her, hurriedly entered the store.

"I'm just waiting to eat noodles, so I called my son, wife, daughter-in-law, and daughter over. They can help out if things get too busy later."

After Wang Guifen finished speaking, without waiting for Cao Xiulian to call out, she said, "Xiao Lei, go wash the pot on the induction cooker. Jiao Jiao, you two find a table to sit at. We'll be in for a treat when the young boss comes over!"

Cao Xiulian shook her head and smiled as she looked at Sister Wang's overly familiar manner.

"Mom, you've never even tried it, are you sure it'll taste good? You woke us all up early this morning with all the fuss." Wang Guifen's daughter, He Jiaojiao, asked with a yawn.

"Oh dear, didn't you love the chicken and snail soup Mom brought back last time? It was the boss who helped bring it back. You should be happy that they're launching chicken and snail noodle soup with meat sauce this time. Once the snails are gone, we won't be able to eat it anymore. There are a lot of people in our family, so we'll have to eat it a few more times."

Wang Guifen took out several sets of bowls and chopsticks from the sterilizer and placed them in front of her family.