Chen Hong stood at the back of the breakfast line, quietly observing. There were many people ahead of her in line, and even though Chen Hong had left home very early, she was already number 30 or so.

Observe what kind of food the people in front of you are buying. The items that others buy the most are definitely more popular. By following their example, you can avoid making the same mistakes!

Chen Hong's mind was racing with calculations!

When Chen Hong reached the front of the line and saw up close what everyone else was buying—fried liver—she was greatly disappointed.

The thick, sticky broth was thickened with too much starch, much like the spicy soup she drank in her hometown of Jinan, but this one was much thicker.

I saw customers dining in the restaurant, holding large bowls and enjoying their drinks with relish.

Chen Hong thought of the uncles and aunties who used to squat at the gate of their rural hometown, drinking millet porridge morning and evening.

In the Jinan area, millet porridge is what they drink most often in the morning and evening.

Add cold water to a pot of boiling water to mix rice or corn flour, bring it to a boil twice, and you'll have a thick and thin millet or corn porridge.

When we were kids, we all drank our porridge by swishing around the edge of the bowl. Now that we're grown up, we go to work in Jinan.

After being seen by people in the city so many times, I suddenly felt that this way of drinking was not aesthetically pleasing and had a strong rural, rustic feel to it. From then on, I dared not drink like that anymore.

Seeing old Beijingers enjoying their fried liver like this now still evokes a sense of familiarity. However, Chen Hong doesn't like this kind of fried liver; she finds it too thick and sticky.

Unable to drink it, she had to use a spoon or chopsticks to scoop out the stir-fried liver slices and pork intestines. This dish wasn't really a dish, nor was it really a soup; Chen Hong thought it would be difficult to eat, so she didn't dare buy it.

However, Chen Hong bought 50 small sesame cakes at once. These small sesame cakes looked quite delicious to Chen Hong; the crust of the ones she saw others eating was particularly crispy, and the surface was covered with sesame seeds.

It's only about the size of a teacup, with a really strong sense of layering inside. It's also loaded with sesame paste, and it looks crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, just like the sesame paste flatbread from Jinan.

Chen Hong loved these kinds of sesame seed cakes in her previous life. Seeing that others were buying a dozen or twenty at a time, she bought fifty, figuring it wouldn't be too conspicuous.

Chen Hong decided that if the food was delicious, she would buy more and store it in her space before going home, so that she could bring it back for her son and Uncle Village Chief to try.

Chen Hong can also make these sesame seed cakes herself, although these small cakes look small, but there are many steps involved in making them.

Making it at home is quite troublesome. This breakfast shop sells them for one yuan each, which is quite cheap and perfect for packing.

Chen Hong bought some braised beef, which was a popular choice. She tried a slice and found it fragrant, tender, and delicious! She then went to another breakfast shop to get a bowl of millet porridge.

When I got home and drank it, I found that it was a thick Jinan rice porridge, with two layers of crushed sesame salt and thin sesame paste added. Chen Hong called it an adapted version of Jinan millet porridge!

This kind of millet porridge tastes pretty good, but Chen Hong is used to drinking Jinan's millet porridge since she was a child, so she's not used to this kind of overly thick millet porridge.

She didn't understand why Beijingers always liked to drink this kind of soup that was neither soup nor vegetables.

This kind of millet porridge is so filling; one bowl is enough to eat two sesame seed cakes. Chen Hong was full after eating only one small sesame seed cake.

After dinner, Chen Hong took a leisurely stroll in the yard, feeling that life was simply too blissful.

She should try to buy a set of ancient costumes in the future, and then put on makeup. Then she can be considered a lady from a noble family in ancient times.

If a handsome, refined scholar were to appear on screen at this moment, it would be perfect for making a short ancient romance film about Cui Yingying's secret rendezvous with Zhang Sheng.

Chen Hong happily imagined a short film in her mind, then strolled into the backyard, looking at the still empty vegetable garden and flower bed.

Before heading back to my hometown after finishing my business, I plan to plant something in the backyard. Only with thriving plants will the yard come alive and feel vibrant.

We should also secretly transplant a few fruit trees from the space in the front yard, so that we can have fruit to eat all year round. That would be the most comfortable life ever!

As Chen Hongman was strolling around the yard, planning the planting, several car horns sounded outside the door. It turned out that Director Guan and Fang Yitong had arrived.

Chen Hong locked the doors and windows, slung her small bag over her shoulder, and jogged out the gate. Upon getting into the car, she saw Fang Yitong's wife and Director Jin were also in the car. Presumably, Director Jin had taken a day off to come along and look at the house, out of concern for everyone.

Chen Hong was very happy to see Director Jin, whom she hadn't seen for several months.

Women are generally more attentive to details like the surrounding environment and interior layout of a house than men. With Director Jin around, Chen Hong felt much more at ease and could even slack off a little.

The general direction is currently being overseen by the relevant department head and Fang Yitong. As for the details, Director Jin is in charge. Chen Hong has managed to drag both families into this mess so she can follow behind them and pick up the scraps. Chen Hong is secretly pleased with herself.

Chen Hong decided that this time she would just follow behind them and not offer any more suggestions. She would make sure to establish herself as a naive and innocent person who only knew how to make money to buy a house.

She's now constantly worried that she'll quickly reveal her true colors in front of these two shrewd people, scaring them away, and then it will be difficult to buy a house with them in the future.

Chen Hong was also planning to drag the two families into the scheme, forming a three-way real estate speculation group. The plan was in progress, and she couldn't afford to abandon it halfway.

She will have to rely on the connections and resources of both families in the future. Although Chen Hong has lived two lives, she is just a country bumpkin who has never been to society in front of these elites.

Compared to those two families, their vision and knowledge were not just a matter of the distance between Rongcheng and Beijing, but a difference between the officials in the capital and the farmers in the countryside of Shandong.

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