The father and daughter smiled so hard their eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, showing how genuinely happy they were.

Lu Guangyao and the others standing beside him felt something was off.

To put it simply, they felt that Lin Shucheng exuded a sense of incongruity.

He looks like an educated person. He usually speaks roughly, but occasionally he will say a few words in a refined and elegant style, which makes a lot of sense.

Families like this must have extremely strict discipline in educating their daughters.

They never smile, never leave their homes, and wish they could live a life without desires, like immortals.

Not to mention daughters from scholarly families, even daughters from ordinary farming families wouldn't be as well-off as Lin Shucheng's family.

When others talk about their daughters, they always say they enjoy music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—in a refined way. But Lin Shucheng says his daughter only likes to eat.

Seeing the lychee and longan trees along the way filled me with joy, and I said that I could pick them for my daughter to eat next year when they ripened.

Even when he was cutting down trees, he could call over a lot of young men to help him pick fruit, specifically choosing the ones his daughter liked to eat.

Lu Guangyao then asked, "Aren't you afraid that saying this will make it harder for your daughter to find a husband in the future?"

Lin Shucheng didn't realize what he meant at the time, so he just smiled and brushed it off.

After walking two miles, Lin Shucheng suddenly stopped, his tone not very good, "From now on, if anyone dares to ruin my daughter's reputation because she likes to eat this, I'll slap them across the face."

"He's just bored. What does it matter to him what other people's daughters are like? He's meddling in other people's business."

These words really scared Lu Guangyao. He had no idea that Lin Shucheng was a doting father to his daughter, and that his temper would become extremely fiery whenever his daughter was involved.

Lin Shucheng wasn't angry at Lu Guangyao; he was angry at this damn ancient society.

The thought of my daughter having to follow the rules here, or being pointed at and gossiped about, makes me very upset.

Why bother following these ridiculous rules? They're clearly against human nature.

But then he thought, now that he has settled in this remote Lingnan with his family, who will talk about his daughter in the future?

Lin Shucheng shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about those troubling things.

Lu Guangyao and the others were quite shocked by Lin Shucheng's idea.

But similarly, these thirty-year-old men all had the same thought: how wonderful it would be if they were Lin Shucheng's daughter.

Lu Guangyao was almost frightened by his own thought.

As soon as Lin Shucheng got off the boat, he put the fruit baskets in front of Lin Jinyue and said, "Eat whatever you like. Dad will pick whatever you want."

Lin Jinyue's eyes seemed glued to the basket of fruit. "Oh my, if these could be made into fruit wine, the taste would be simply amazing..."

Lin Jinyue's eyes lit up. She had finally come of age and could drink alcohol, but she was transported to ancient times and became a minor again. She would have to wait another ten years to grow up.

But the next moment, her mother looked into her bright eyes and gently tapped her head.

She was allowed to do whatever she wanted in everything else, but when it came to alcohol, she was absolutely forbidden from even thinking about it.

Seeing her daughter's little scheme, Jiang Yun decided that she would lock it up carefully after brewing the wine.

When Lin Shucheng returned, it was almost lunchtime.

Seeing that there were plenty of ingredients, and some meat that needed to be eaten quickly, Lin Shucheng prepared to show off his cooking skills.

As soon as the village chief Lin Youcai saw Lin Shucheng cooking, he frowned. He hesitated several times before finally sighing, crawling into the tent, covering his head with the blanket, and deciding to avoid seeing it altogether.

Otherwise, judging from Lin Shucheng's extravagant use of seasonings, he would feel heartbroken.

Even with the blanket over his head, Lin Youcai couldn't resist the overwhelming fragrance that seemed to waft straight into his nose.

It smells so good, Lin Youcai's mouth is watering.

In the end, Lin Jinyue couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Lin Youcai away, saying, "Don't worry about the oil and salt, just watch me make it for you."

Lin Youcai was truly stunned. He saw Lin Jinyue scoop a basin of seawater into a pot and then boil it over a high flame. How come the salt came out as it was boiling?

Lin Youcai stared at the transparent white stone in the iron pot, utterly puzzled as to how the salt could be extracted so easily.

They wouldn't dare use too much salt when cooking normally, but they managed to make it with just a basin of seawater?

Lin Youcai was stunned.

He was somewhat skeptical: "Er Ya, come here, make another pot, and show Grandpa how it's made."

As she spoke, she sent several men from the family over to chop firewood.

Lin Jinyue boiled three pots of salt, and Lin Youcai only let her go when Lin Shucheng called her to eat.

Looking at the table full of dishes, Lin Youcai was a little stunned, and even forgot to pick up some meat.

Good heavens, that's salt!

Lin Shucheng, unaware of what his daughter had done, shook Lin Youcai's arm: "Uncle, don't just stand there in a daze, or there won't be any meat to eat later."

Everyone at the table was eating voraciously, and even the adults couldn't control themselves.

Apart from the pot of chicken that Lin Shucheng cooked during their escape from famine, they had never eaten anything this good.

The villagers all thought: Even the emperor couldn't eat such delicious food.

The braised pork belly was a beautiful reddish-brown color and glistening. The squid that they had previously found strange was incredibly delicious. One bite, and the freshness of the seafood combined with the stimulating seasonings was simply divine. And what about the crab with its shell? How come the meat inside was so fragrant after it was opened?

Each dish was served on two or three plates, and when more than forty people sat together to eat, they were all gone as soon as they were brought out.

That speed was absolutely astounding.

Captain Lu Guangyao even tried to get closer to Lin Jinyue: "Er Ya, let's stay here and do the hard work for you. We'll pay for the food ourselves. It would be great if we could have these meals every day. How about you ask your dad to get us some food every day?"

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