"How is Miss Chu...and Miss Liu...and Miss Chen, although she is not as skilled in medicine as Miss Qiu, she is no less talented."

As each person was addressed by Prefect Xie, they silently observed Xie Yunzhi's expression, but Xie Yunzhi remained unmoved.

"Father, that's just wishful thinking on your part." Xie Yunzhi shook his head. No girl wanted to marry him.

Nobody wanted him.

His family were newcomers, and he himself had no friends in this vast Qin County.

He missed his old life.

In his view, the Xie family had also left their hometown.

“When your father was your age, he had already married your mother.” Prefect Xie said with some helplessness.

"The Dongjin army will soon reach Qin County. We should think about our escape route first." Xie Yunzhi and his father had different priorities.

"This..." Prefect Xie glanced at Xie Yunzhi with displeasure.

"Why do you have to say such unlucky things when you're in such a good mood? If Dongjin wants to fight, let them fight. I don't believe that Northern Qi will be defeated."

My son, don't worry unnecessarily. Instead, spend your time thinking about your marriage. Getting married is the most important thing.

Xie Yunzhi realized that the conversation was going nowhere.

Nothing is absolute.

His father thought he was worrying unnecessarily, but what he was worried about was the ultimate fate of their family.

Uncertain, uncertain.

The Northern Qi emperor was unpopular; could his reign last?

He buried his head and began to eat.

The food at Shuangxi Restaurant today is much better than usual.

He rarely came to eat there; when he did come, it was usually to accompany his father on a business inspection tour.

He wants to come here to eat often from now on.

This flavor might be gone in a few months.

Before we knew it, it was almost late afternoon.

Shuangxi Building, which was originally crowded, gradually became sparsely populated.

Once Qiu Yan could catch her breath, she left the restaurant to get some fresh air.

Meanwhile, Manager Wang and Waiter Yin were already drenched in sweat.

Manager Wang was a little out of breath after not being this busy for a long time.

Today, they are tired, but fulfilled.

Qin Susu followed Qiu Yan out of Shuangxi Tower.

At the entrance of the restaurant, she stretched out her slender hand towards Qiu Yan.

The hands, once pale and calloused, are now covered in scars.

"Xiaoyan, tell me, how do you want to reward me?"

It must have been tough on this young lady who had never cooked before.

Cooking is really not that simple.

From now on, she will follow Qiu Yan and learn to cook, and see who still calls her a foodie.

"I'll buy you a big meat bun later," Qiu Yan said with a smile.

"Uh..." Qin Susu no longer craves big meat buns.

"If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten that we haven't had lunch yet."

She wanted to say that she also wanted to eat the squirrel fish that Qiu Yan made.

But thinking of how Qiu Yan had been even more exhausted than her, she simply said...

"I want eight dishes and a soup."

Qiu Yan nodded; she also wanted to treat herself to a good meal.

Just as she was about to turn around and return to the restaurant for her meal, she saw two middle-aged beggars appear in front of her.

They were so captivated by the aroma wafting from Shuangxilou that they lingered there, reluctant to leave.

Qiu Yan looked at it closely and it seemed somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, she remembered that the man and woman were the same ones she had met at the Western Qin Imperial Palace that day.

The one who spoke just now was the middle-aged man.

She didn't recognize the two by their appearance, because their bangs covered most of their faces.

She recognized her by her figure.

These two men, though clearly past forty, were remarkably upright and tall.