Huang's eyes sparkled; at that moment, she felt as if her granddaughter's head was radiating golden light.

"My dear girl, are you a fairy reincarnated? How come you can do everything?"

Zhao Qingyan took Huang's arm.

"Grandma, I don't know if I'm a fairy, but I do know that I'm your little darling."

The grandfather and grandson went to the seed shop again, but only found sugar beet seeds. It was not the sugarcane season, and besides, sugarcane can only be planted by cutting the stems.

Because sugar is expensive, seeds related to sugar production are naturally also expensive.

Looking at the small packet of seeds that cost 800 coins, Zhao Qingyan felt a pang of regret.

Following Huang's lead, he focused his mind on his spatial storage, searching for any available seeds.

If so, then a separate area must be set aside for planting and for seed saving.

After following Huang for half a street, we finally found the beet seeds among the pile of seeds.

50 grams per pack, 5 packs in total, that's really not much.

In a split second, Zhao Qingyan decided to make the valley her experimental base.

From now on, all the seeds she takes out of her space will be used for seed saving; not a single one will be wasted.

After shopping, I didn't forget my main purpose for today.

They went to the agreed-upon location, intending to take Zhao Minggeng and the village chief out for a meal.

After all, the purpose of coming out today was to sample the food and understand the market situation.

Upon arriving at the destination, not only did they not see their own mule cart, but they also found the village chief sitting alone at the tea stall, drinking tea.

Upon learning that Zhao Minggeng had returned to the village to find Zhao Jinzhou, Huang was quite happy for the village chief.

"If Jinzhou can get this job, that would be perfect."

They say you shouldn't let good things go to outsiders, otherwise I'd be heartbroken.

Huang said with a smile.

The village chief was worried that Huang might overthink things, but seeing that Huang didn't take it seriously at all, he was relieved.

"Cousin, it's getting late. Come with us to a restaurant. My daughter is treating today," Huang invited.

The village chief, feeling embarrassed, quickly declined.

Zhao Qingyan immediately helped the village chief up.

Zhao Qingyan's strength was far beyond what the village chief could resist. Helpless, he was dragged and pulled into the nearest restaurant.

Before leaving, Huang gave the tea stall two coins and told Zhao Minggeng to look for someone along the street's eateries if Zhao came looking for him.

As for which house to go to, just ask around.

As the village head, he rarely has the opportunity to eat at restaurants outside the village. If he does go out once in a while, he has to brag about it for half a year.

I went into the nearest restaurant. The interior was about 30 square meters, with 5 long tables and long stools.

If two people are sitting on the same bench, one should let the other know before getting up, otherwise they may tip over due to the weight of one person.

Upon arriving at the shop, a waiter-looking man greeted us.

"Gentlemen, what would you like to eat? Our shop offers steamed buns, boiled buns, wheat rice, as well as stewed pork and stewed vegetables..."

After hearing the waiter announce the names of the dishes, Zhao Qingyan had a bad feeling.

Huang wanted to order a serving of wheat rice since she had never eaten it before, but Zhao Qingyan stopped her.

"Waiter, bring me one serving each of steamed buns and boiled buns, and another serving of your stewed meat. That's all."

“My dear, two main dishes aren’t enough. Why don’t you order another serving of wheat rice?” Mrs. Huang was surprised by her granddaughter’s suggestion.

Zhao Qingyan poured a glass of water for the village chief and the grandmother.

"Grandpa, Grandma, that wheat rice was cooked with the husk on, it was hard to swallow."

If you want it to taste good, you need to grind off the outer shell.

We came out today specifically to sample the food. This place is small, so it's fine for just a taste. Let's go to a bigger tavern later.

Huang nodded with pleasure, while the village chief glared at her and was about to lecture Zhao Qingyan on being thrifty and managing the household well.

Zhao Qingyan noticed the village chief's gaze and quickly lowered her voice.

"Grandpa, don't worry. Grandma and I are discussing it and we're planning to get some food to sell."

But we don't know what the food in our town or county tastes or has, so we came out today to try it.

Grandpa, please don't say that your grandniece doesn't know how to manage a household.

No matter what you do, there's always a cost involved, and enjoying delicious food is part of that initial investment.

After hearing Zhao Qingyan's words, the village chief didn't say much. He was just a freeloader, so he was too embarrassed to say anything more.

When the main course and dishes were served, we asked for three empty bowls and divided the steamed buns and soup dumplings into the three bowls.

The moment the pancake entered her mouth, Zhao Qingyan wanted to spit it out.

The wheat husks were clearly not removed, and the flour produced from it was not fermented; it was steamed directly on a raw surface.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingyan was sensible. When distributing the cakes, she only kept a small piece in her own bowl and put most of them in the village chief's bowl.

The village chief was deeply moved.

I took another bite of the soup dumpling.

The soup was just water with a little salt and lard, nothing else, and it tasted weird.

After just one bite of the pork, Zhao Qingyan didn't want to eat anymore; it was clearly uncastrated and had a distinctive gamey smell.

Recently, Huang has become a bit picky about food because of Zhao Qingyan's feeding, but fortunately, she has a good habit of not wasting food and still finishes her food quickly.

Zhao Qingyan poured the contents of her bowl into Huang's bowl, pleading, "Grandma, please help me."

Upon seeing this, the village chief thought to himself,

"This family of Qianci really spoils their children. It's true, it's such a waste not to eat such delicious food."

Seeing that the meal was almost finished, Zhao Qingyan quickly paid the bill, then took Huang's arm and called the village chief to go to Wangyuelou, the largest tavern in the county town.

Wangyuelou is a long-established brand in the county town; it existed even before the Zhao family fled here.

The reason they dared to name it Wangyue Tower is naturally because it must actually be a tower.

From a distance, the Moon Gazing Tower truly has a certain artistic conception.

It is a three-story building. The first floor is for public dining, the second floor has private rooms, and the third floor is actually a large platform.

Some pretentious literati like to hold poetry gatherings or something similar on this platform.

To ensure the building's structural integrity, Wangyue Tower utilized numerous pillars.

The interior doesn't look bad, but it's a bit cluttered; with so many pillars, it's impossible to divide the space properly.

Upon seeing the customer enter, the waiter draped a cloth over his shoulder and called out loudly, "Please come in, sir."

The fact that the three of them were treated with such courtesy was related to the attire worn by Zhao Qingyan and Madam Huang.

Today, the grandmother and granddaughter specially wore fine cotton dresses when they went out.

The shoes were embroidered shoes that Zhao Qingyan bought in her previous life, with beads and fake gemstones of various colors sewn onto the uppers.

Putting everything else aside, just by looking at those embroidered shoes, the waiter immediately concluded that these people must come from a very wealthy family.

Otherwise, who could afford such expensive shoes?

The village chief was treated like a servant by the waiter, who served him with utmost care.