Because she was worried about him, Yun Zhourong didn't sleep well all night. She finally managed to stay awake until dawn, and seeing that nothing had happened, she was able to fall into a deep sleep with peace of mind.

Yun Hongcheng got up quite early. Seeing that Yun Zhourong hadn't come out yet, he knew she wasn't the type to stay in bed, so she probably hadn't slept well last night. He didn't bother to wake her, thinking he'd wake her up after making breakfast.

The slaves had already gotten up and started a fire. They took out some dried, blocky objects, put them in water, sprinkled some powder on them, and then stirred and boiled them.

Yun Hongcheng had never seen these things before, and curiously stepped forward to ask, "Is this what you usually eat? What is it?"

"Mmm..."

The slaves wanted to answer, but they couldn't speak, and could only gesture awkwardly.

Yun Hongcheng then realized what was happening and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I forgot you can't talk."

"Mmm..." The slaves didn't seem to care and quickly waved their hands.

"Mr. Yun, you must be from out of town. These are our daily foods from Qiongzhou, just some dried yam, taro slices, and sago palm powder," a soldier next to him explained with a smile.

“I’ve heard of Southern Yam, but it’s different from the white-fleshed yam of the North; it has purple fibers. But this is the first time I’ve heard of sago palm powder,” Yun Hongcheng said.

"This sago palm powder is a unique traditional food in our area. It is made by digging out the pith of the sago palm tree, processing it, soaking it to extract the powder, and then drying it to make this white powder."

After the soldier finished speaking, he smiled bitterly and said, "You know that Qiongzhou is very desolate and there isn't much food to eat. We have to piece things together from various sources. This sago palm powder can be used to make soup and cakes, so it's already a pretty good food for us."

"I never imagined that it was possible to obtain food from ordinary wood. Our ancestors were truly very wise."

After listening, Yun Hongcheng sighed with admiration, and then asked, "Don't you eat rice and noodles here?"

The soldier shook his head. "No one teaches us how to grow them properly, so we might as well not bother."

"I see. Indeed, to grow rice and wheat well, many factors need to be considered, otherwise it is difficult to have a good harvest."

Yun Hong nodded in agreement, and then said, "I know quite a few agricultural officials in the capital. I'll write to them later to ask if we can promote rice and wheat cultivation in Qiongzhou. Rice and wheat are still the best."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yun!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers clasped their hands in gratitude with delight, saying, "We have long heard that rice and flour taste wonderful, but they are too precious for ordinary families like ours to afford. We hope that one day we will be able to taste them."

"Want to try it? That's easy." Upon hearing this, Yun Hongcheng immediately turned around to find Yun Zhourong.

She just woke up and was washing her face.

"Father, why are you in such a hurry? Is something the matter?" Yun Zhourong immediately saw through the key point.

"Yes, you still have rice and flour in your space. You don't know what Qiongzhou is like..."

Yun Hongcheng then recounted what he had learned, "So, I thought I'd make sure they all had rice and noodles to eat."

"Well, rice is a bit of a hassle to cook, so let's skip it today. As for noodles, I do have a lot of dried noodles here."

Yun Zhourong waved his hand, and boxes of flatbread were placed on the ground, along with some fresh bones, pork, and vegetables.

"So many things! Your space is truly amazing!"

Upon seeing these items, Yun Hongcheng was overjoyed. After a few words of reflection, he took the items and left.

Including the slaves, there were a total of over four hundred people to be taken, which of course could not be taken all at once.

So all the soldiers came in to help.

As the aroma of meat filled the air, both slaves and soldiers couldn't help but swallow hard.

In such an extraordinary year, it was already a miracle for ordinary people to avoid starvation; to eat well was a luxury.

So, they really haven't eaten meat in a long time.

"Alright, the soup noodles are all ready. Everyone, please line up and get yours."

After the bone broth was ready, Yun Zhourong called everyone over.

Of course, the soldiers didn't bring their own bowls and chopsticks; they were provided by Yun Zhourong, and they were all durable stainless steel basins.

The soldiers were all tall, strong men, and naturally had large appetites. Since they were to be fed, they couldn't be allowed to go hungry.

"It smells so good!"

"This...this is noodles. They're chewy and smooth, and they're so delicious."

"I can't believe I'm actually eating leafy greens on such a cold day. Am I dreaming?"

"..."

Holding their own rice bowls, everyone wolfed down their food.

Whether it was the soup, the meat, or the noodles, everything was so delicious that they almost wanted to swallow their tongues.

At first, everyone offered a few vague compliments, but later they almost all buried themselves in their food.

By the time we finished eating, we were all sweating profusely, feeling thoroughly refreshed and satisfied, letting out a sigh of contentment.

It's been so long since I've eaten this much!

Everyone felt that they had never had such a comfortable meal in their lives.

"These noodles are so delicious! When I have land in the future, I'm going to grow wheat!"

As the bowl and chopsticks were returned to Yun Zhourong, a soldier said with a look of longing.

The taste of this noodle dish left him wanting more and would never forget it.

"Yes, I believe your wish will definitely come true." Yun Zhourong smiled slightly, gentle and generous.

After arriving in Qiongzhou, she stopped disguising herself. Her stunning beauty, coupled with her kind and understanding manner, instantly made the soldiers blush, lower their heads, and turn to run away.

"Hahaha…"

Seeing their reaction, Yun Hongcheng couldn't help but laugh.

Soldiers don't see women very often, so it's normal for them to have this kind of reaction.

Yun Zhourong, on the other hand, looked at Yun Hongcheng with some confusion, "Did I do something wrong? Why do they seem so afraid of me?"

"Don't worry about them. They're just a bunch of hot-blooded young men who're shy because they've seen a young lady like you," Yun Hongcheng explained with a smile.

"Ah, is that so..."

Now it was Yun Zhourong's turn to feel embarrassed, but she also found it very interesting, as it was an experience she had never had before.

It seems that since leaving Kyoto, she has rarely been subjected to disdain or contempt.

Thinking about it, it really is just like what Ji Minxiu said. After seeing more scenery, your mindset will be completely different, and you will no longer confine yourself to narrow thinking and repeatedly waste your energy.

For example, right now, she feels that after living for so many years, only the days since she was exiled have made her feel truly alive.

All of this was brought to him by Ji Minxiu.

He was not only the man she loved, but also her mentor and her savior.