In the following days, Song Tingwan has been sorting out those antiques, numbering them one by one and taking photos to record them. He plans to make a document and send it to Li Jinxiang in a few days, so that he can directly filter out some of them. At that time, their workload of selecting items on site will be much less.

Xiao Yunze took an allergy medicine and left that day. He seemed less busy in the following days. He came to have dinner with Song Tingwan every night as before, and brought some fresh pastries, which were different every day.

Song Tingwan is used to weighing herself every few days. Today, when she stepped on the scale, she found that she had gained two kilograms!

She has never been easy to gain weight...

Song Tingwan sighed helplessly. She had reason to suspect that it was Xiao Yunze's fault that she had gained weight in the past few days!

So she decided...

I'll be patient tonight and skip dinner, just some cakes...

Around seven o'clock in the evening, Xiao Yunze appeared.

But today Xiao Yunze came empty-handed.

Song Tingwan's eyelids twitched. No way? She'd decided to eat only pastries today, but he hadn't brought...

Xiao Yunze seemed to be in a good mood today, looking refreshed. He walked to the table and sat down, "Miss Song."

Song Tingwan took a breath and said, "Good evening, have you had dinner?"

Xiao Yunze looked at the clean table, then glanced at his clean hands. He keenly realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Miss Song had been looking at his hands since he first came in.

Xiao Yunze hesitated for two seconds, then answered honestly, "No."

Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow, supporting her chin with one hand, and imitating Xiao Yunze's habit with the other hand, rhythmically tapping her index finger on the table a few times, "How about I take you to eat something special tonight?"

Half an hour later, Xiao Yunze looked at the two portions of food on the table, frowning, "Miss Song, can we exchange them?"

Song Tingwan was unpacking the fork and refused decisively, "No."

"Why?" Xiao Yunze looked at the shriveled food in front of Song Tingwan, then looked at the one in front of himself, which was filled with fragrance.

The two dishes had one thing in common: they were both not very oily, but his looked better.

"No reason." Song Tingwan mixed the food in the bowl and started eating.

She ordered a chicken breast and vegetable salad for herself and a black pepper steak pasta for Xiao Yunze.

I haven't eaten light food for a long time. I hope I can stick to it for more than three days...

Seeing that Xiao Yunze hadn't moved his chopsticks, Song Tingwan also stopped eating. "Why aren't you eating? Don't you like it?"

Xiao Yunze shook his head. "Miss Song's world is also short of oil. I wonder if too much oil was shipped to Daqing before, which caused Miss Song's side..."

Song Tingwan was stunned, but she subconsciously interrupted him, "Stop, are you not eating because of this?"

Xiao Yunze's hands on his knees grasped the hem of his clothes. "Oil is extremely scarce. I just don't want to cause trouble to Miss Song. Is there any way to remedy this?"

Hearing this, Song Tingwan put down his fork and looked at him calmly, "Then tell me, how did you know I was short of oil?"

Xiao Yunze answered with reason and evidence, "Miss Song's food looks really dry and lacks any oil. Although my food looks better, it also doesn't have much oil in it. It's very different from my usual meals."

Song Tingwan held her forehead. To cover the delivery fee, she had ordered both from the same store.

Light food shop......

Of course there is less oil and water!

What’s more, hers is a salad!

I didn't expect that it would cause him such a big misunderstanding.

Maybe it's because Daqing is often plagued by famine, so he reacted like this...

Song Tingwan patiently explained, "Our country is very prosperous. The basic necessities of life for ordinary people, such as food, seasonings, and other items, are basically not in short supply. It's very different from Daqing, so you don't have to worry, okay?"

After dinner, Xiao Yunze mentioned to Song Tingwan his plan to reclaim wasteland and cultivate land.

During the day, A Qiang came to the yamen and told Xiao Yunze about his plan, and Xiao Yunze thought it was feasible.

Song Tingwan understood. "So you plan to divide the newly reclaimed land into sections for growing crops and allocate land management rights based on population registration?"

Xiao Yunze nodded, "That's right."

Song Tingwan's eyes lit up with appreciation. "What a good idea! This way it will be easier to manage and more orderly. A basic planting system will be established, and exporting grain will be much easier in the future."

"So you're planning to hand over the grain business to that...Aqiang?"

Xiao Yunze smiled. "My identity is not convenient. Although Aqiang comes from a rural background, he is well-read, intelligent, and has a long-term vision. He is a very suitable candidate."

Song Tingwan nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, the deposed crown prince was demoted to a remote area to reflect on his mistakes, but he ended up starting to engage in business on a large scale. How outrageous is that?

In ancient times, the status of merchants was very low.

Xiao Yunze asked again, "Miss Song, I still need you to buy some water pumps, greenhouses, and seeds. We're running low on diesel for the machines. I wonder if that money is enough?"

Song Tingwan knew he was talking about the half of the money he had shared with her last time. "That's enough, don't worry."

"Oh, by the way, if we're clearing land, we don't need a tiller, right?"

Xiao Yunze laughed, "Miss Song has already bought a lot of tillers last time. Almost every household has received one. The ones we have now will be enough."

Song Tingwan touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's not like you need as many tillers as you have land. It's something that can be reused many, many times. I wonder what she was thinking just now...

The next day, Song Tingwan went to see Lu Zhou with a prepared shopping list.

At this time, Lu Zhou was inspecting the Duofu Supermarket, so Song Tingwan took a taxi directly there.

Halfway through the journey, Song Tingwan leaned against the car window and noticed that a black BMW had been appearing in the rearview mirror.

She looked at it for a long time.

When they were almost at their destination, Song Tingwan suddenly said, "Master, please turn right at the next intersection. I don't want to go left."

The driver looked a little strange, but he didn't refuse. "Little sister, the car is metered. It will cost more if you take a longer route."

Song Tingwan smiled and said, "It's okay, just go around."

At the next intersection, the driver turned right as required.

But what was strange was that the BMW in the rearview mirror also turned right and was following behind slowly.

Song Tingwan was puzzled: Could it really be such a coincidence?