"And more." Qi Xianguan didn't know what Liu Ji was thinking at the moment, and continued with disdain:

"Since he knows where the teacher is now, he can find out that we are still staying at your house if he pays a little attention. If he really wants to visit you sincerely, he will wait until we have built the guest house before sending a message."

Liu Ji nodded, he understood!

"Brother, what you mean is that the person who sent the visiting card has bad intentions towards the teacher and his purpose is not pure. We should not meet with such people, right?"

Qi Xianguan hissed and said he was right, but he always felt something was wrong.

It seems that this is what he meant, that he was wrong.

The young boy was choked for a moment and was actually stumped by the question.

Gong Liangliao turned his head to hide the uncontrollable curve of his mouth. It was indeed more fun when three people were together.

“Dinner is ready!”

Qin Yao's voice was heard from the yard. The three masters and apprentices who had occupied the main room for a whole day stopped working. Liu Ji called Shi Tou, and the two of them returned the table to the children's room together.

The four brothers and sisters of Dalang, who had been lying on the low table practicing calligraphy for a while, immediately moved to another position with joy.

"Come out to eat, and then practice after eating." Qin Yao carried the dining table and waited outside the window, then put it back to where it belonged.

Yesterday the maids prepared the meals, but after Gong Liangliao expressed his disapproval, Awang was the chef again today.

Although they lived in the countryside and supplies were scarce, this did not affect the living standards of Gong Liangliao and Qi Xianguan, the master and his apprentice.

The guards would go into town every two days to do some shopping, buying all kinds of cakes, dried fruits and other local snacks.

He also bought a bucket of fresh field fish. They were not big, about three fingers wide. After Awang cleaned them, he fried them in a hot oil pan until they were golden brown. Then he poured seven or eight fish into hot water, sprinkled them with green onions, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, covered the pot and stewed a pot of golden and milky fish soup hotpot.

As soon as the lid was opened, everyone in the yard couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Take a large bowl of sauerkraut from Zhang's pickled vegetable jar, rinse it with clean water to remove the fermented white foam, cut it into strips and put it into the pot. Finally, no seasoning is needed, just sprinkle with appropriate salt.

Qin Yao brought the pot to the table and built a stand with three bricks on the table, so the pot was placed steadily.

It’s a pity that no one in the village makes tofu, otherwise if we put the tofu in there, wouldn’t it be so delicious?

The main dish is rice field pickled fish, supplemented by a pot of leek and egg, spicy fried pork cubes, and loofah and pork soup. The quantity is large and the taste is rich, and it does not require exquisite plating. Instead, the earth-colored ceramic bowls and pots make it more authentic.

When Gong Liangliao sniffed the aroma of the vegetables, a scene of a farmer standing by the field, holding a bamboo net and bending over to catch fish for a good harvest appeared in front of his eyes.

Liu Ji served the teacher a bowl of fish soup with both hands, "Teacher, try this fresh field fish, it has no fishy smell at all, the meat is tender and delicious, but there are a lot of fish bones, please be careful."

The maid wanted to help take it, but Gong Liangliao waved his hand to refuse and took it himself.

In this situation and this soup, of course you have to follow the local customs and drink it from the bowl yourself to enjoy its authentic flavor.

The bottom of the ceramic bowl is thick, so it doesn't feel hot. The hot fish soup feels warm and comfortable in the palm of your hand.

Gong Liangliao blew on the soup at the edge of the bowl to cool it down a little, and then he picked up the bowl and drank it directly without using a spoon.

As I took a sip of the fish soup, the rich and rich soup quickly melted between my lips and teeth, and I swallowed it naturally. I couldn't help but take another sip to savor it carefully.

“Fresh, sweet and fragrant!”

Although there are only three simple words, coming from the mouth of a great scholar, they are the highest praise for this soup.

No matter how many delicacies he had eaten from land and sea, for Gong Liangliao, nothing could compare to the deliciousness of today's rice, fish and sauerkraut soup.

Seeing that everyone was still waiting, Gong Liangliao raised his hand quickly, "You guys should try it too. The guest should follow the host's wishes. How can we let the host wait for the guests? Don't be too particular. When in Rome, we follow the local customs. We should follow you, the real villagers. We should eat and use the food the same way you do. That's more interesting, hahaha!"

The fish soup was so delicious that I couldn’t help but drink another mouthful.

Qin Yao smiled faintly, nodded to Qi Xianguan, and moved her chopsticks.

After she moved, the other children in the family moved as well. They swallowed their saliva countless times, but because their stepmother had taught them the rules of the dining table, that the elders should start eating first before the younger ones could move, they just endured until this moment.

While drinking the delicious fish soup, Qi Xianguan thought to himself that the reason why he could stay in this countryside day after day was probably because the people here were very nice.

Although Shitou mistook the vegetables planted by the old ladies for flowers and pulled them up by the roots, the old ladies still taught them how to plant these beautiful vegetables in the guest house after giving them a lesson.

The villagers were also very tactful and never disturbed anyone. Only the children in the village came to watch a few times out of curiosity, but they never did anything annoying.

By the way, the niece of Madam Qin also gave him a bowl of wild fruits picked from the mountains. They were golden red in color, the size of a thumb, pointed at both ends, and tasted sweet and sour. They tasted pretty good.

The name is also very interesting, something like Pheasant Head.

Because Awang’s cooking skills were so superb, no one was willing to speak. Everyone finished the meal in silence, with a happy smile on their face.

Shitou and the maids and servants, who were eating alone at a small table outside the courtyard, also stood up with great satisfaction and took the initiative to help clean up the dishes.

The whole pot of rice flower and pickled fish was eaten until only a smooth fish bone was left, and the remaining three side dishes were also eaten up, leaving only an empty plate.

As the sun sets, the sunset glows a rare gray-purple color. Farmers who know how to identify astronomical phenomena can predict whether the next day will be cloudy or sunny from this astronomical phenomenon.

"It will be cloudy tomorrow and the temperature might drop." Qin Yao reminded the two guests to cover themselves with quilts at night and be careful not to catch a cold.

Since Gong Liangliao said that he wanted the guest to follow the host's wishes, she would not be polite to them. She asked Awangduo to boil more water and inform everyone at home:

"While the temperature is still suitable today, take a bath and wash your hair at night and sleep comfortably."

Qi Xianguan was stunned. "Didn't we just take a bath on the Mid-Autumn Festival? Don't you take a bath every ten days?"

Liu Ji was shocked and asked, "Brother, you only bathe once every ten days?"

"Isn't this very normal?" Qi Xianguan felt inexplicably lacking in confidence.

Liu Ji laughed out loud and told Qi Xianguan that he had to take a bath every two or three days, and if it was summer, once a day, so that he would not be kicked out of the house by the evil woman in his family.

Of course, he didn't dare to make up the latter sentence in front of Qin Yao, otherwise the consequences would be terrible.

Qi Xiangun had nothing to say, so he followed the local customs and accepted the bathing method of taking a shower.

Qin Yao prepared soap for them. Si Niang immediately handed over two orange wild flowers that she had just picked from the backyard. "Mother! Mother!" She motioned for her to put them on, just like before, "an exquisite sense of ritual."

Qin Yao had only mentioned this word once, but the little girl remembered it and regarded it as a classic.

Qin Yao was really worried that there would be no flowers in winter and the soaps could not be displayed to perfection, and that the little girl would burst into tears in front of her.

"Okay." Qin Yao joked, "Let's give these city folks a little exquisite shock."

Qin Yao pinched her daughter's chubby apple face and followed her instructions to put the exquisitely arranged soaps and candles into the shower room.

After the arrangement was completed, the mother and daughter walked out hand in hand. The little girl returned to the room and sat down at the desk, practicing calligraphy while secretly observing the guests' reactions.

When I heard Qi Xianguan praise the beautiful arrangement of the incense sticks, the embroidered shoes hanging from the stool swung back and forth happily. (End of this chapter)