There was no one in the yard, and Feng Jiuyan returned to the kitchen carrying the empty bucket.

She closed the kitchen door tightly, ready to cheat with the space.

The pots, pans, and utensils had already been cleaned when she took them out of the space, so there was no need to clean them again.

Feng Jiuyan placed the large iron pot on the stove, put in the washed millet, added an appropriate amount of water, and started to light the fire to cook the millet porridge.

This time, the amount of millet porridge she cooked was quite sufficient, and even included portions for the other officials.

Taking advantage of this gap, she sank her consciousness into the space and used her mind to peel a dozen sweet potatoes in the space, ready to add them to the millet porridge when cooking later.

Then, Feng Jiuyan lit a fire in another stove, put water in an iron pot, and placed two steamers on the stove. He then put about twenty steamed buns and eggs in the steamer.

In order not to arouse suspicion, she took out some flour from the space and sprinkled it on the stove and the ground, giving people the illusion that she was making steamed buns.

After doing all this, Feng Jiuyan opened the tightly closed kitchen door.

The smoke from the cooking stove rises slowly, dancing like a veil, and the tempting aroma of food wafts away.

Zhang Xiaowu, Zhang Chong, the brother and sister Song Chen, as well as Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli, who were still asleep, were awakened by the wonderful aroma of the food.

They sat up sleepily, threw on their clothes, slipped on their slippers, and ran out of the room.

When they reached the door, they looked at each other.

"Hmm," Zhang Chong took a deep breath, "Where does the smell of food come from? It smells so good, it's disturbing my sweet dreams!"

"Hey, did you smell the fragrance of food too? I was also awakened by the fragrance of food. I thought I was dreaming." Song Ning looked at several people with a hint of embarrassment.

"This village is already suffering from famine. Who is capable enough to find food to cook?" After Zhang Xiaowu finished speaking, several people looked at each other.

"Of course it's my elder sister." Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Feng Jiuli walked out in high spirits. His voice was full of confidence and pride, as if he had found the food.

As soon as the words fell, several people looked at each other, followed the scent and ran away like starving ghosts.

Zhang Chong rushed into the small kitchen first and saw Feng Jiuyan putting firewood into the stove.

He walked into the room quickly and pushed Feng Jiuyan away. "Hey, how can our chef Feng do such rough work? Quick, quick, get out of the way. I'm the best at making fire!"

Feng Jiuyan looked at him and couldn't help but smiled and shook his head, then moved to make room for him. "Okay, I'll leave it to you then."

As Zhang Chong spoke, he stuffed a piece of firewood into the stove, then approached and asked, "Miss Feng, what shall we eat today?"

As soon as Feng Jiuyan opened the lid of the pot, the sweet aroma of millet and sweet potatoes became stronger. The few people who came from behind stood at the door and couldn't help but take a few deep breaths.

“It smells so good!”

"Miss Feng, what are we going to eat today?"

"Sister Feng, the food you cooked smells so good! It must be delicious!"

Feng Jiuyan took a spoon and gently stirred the millet and sweet potato porridge in the pot. He took the time to look up at the people and couldn't help but smile, "Sweet potato and millet porridge. Wait a moment, and you can eat it."

Looking at their appearance, those who don’t know would think that there are delicacies from land and sea cooked in the pot!

"Wow, that's great. I've been hungry for a long time."

"Me too, me too. Yesterday we fought the bandits, fighting and fleeing at the same time. I'm almost as thin as a paper man because of hunger."

When they heard that there was food to eat, they were extremely happy and didn't even ask Feng Jiuyan where the food came from.

Does this matter?

Of course it doesn’t matter! As long as there is food, it’s fine!

In their eyes, Feng Jiuyan was a combination of ability and luck. She could always catch a bucket of fish, shrimps and crabs when she went to the river to fetch water. You could imagine how lucky she was.

They can't envy her. As long as they follow her and have food to eat, they don't need to ask for anything else.

Just because they are used to such things.

A few people were chatting and laughing, and soon, the sweet potato and millet porridge in the pot and the egg buns in the steamer were cooked.

They sat in the pavilion in the yard and had their breakfast leisurely.

Zhang Chong called several other officers to come for breakfast and asked them to give each of the prisoners a steamed bun. In addition, Feng Jiuyan asked the officers to send Qiao Ping a few steamed buns, eggs and a bowl of sweet potato millet porridge.

After they finished their breakfast, Feng Jiuyan and his companions continued their journey towards Qingzhou City.

Without the fierce officials like Meng Liang watching over them, the exiled prisoners felt much more comfortable. At least they didn't have to be whipped at every turn.

Since the prisoners had experienced a thrilling escape from death, they did not dare to cheat or be lazy. Instead, they changed their usual behavior and rushed to Qingzhou City with all their might.

Just like that, Feng Jiuyan and his companions arrived at Qingzhou City at noon.

There was a post station in Qingzhou City where passing officials and prisoners could stay overnight.

Meng Liang led his group and walked towards the post station with familiarity.

They successfully found the post station. Zhang Chong went forward and knocked on the door. After showing the token, the group was welcomed in by two postmen.

The prisoners still had to pay for the rooms, but it was cheaper this time. Only one tael of silver was needed to sleep in a bunk bed with ten people. Two taels of silver could get them a single room, and those without silver could live in the woodshed.

The Song siblings and Feng Jiuyan's family had all made a small fortune, so without much thought, the two families each asked for a wing room.

After paying the money, they each went back to their rooms and took a look around.

"Bang, bang, bang!" There was knock on the door.

Feng Jiuyan walked over and opened the door.

The people knocking on the door were Zhang Xiaowu and Zhang Chong. At this moment, both of them had changed into civilian clothes instead of the official uniforms.

Zhang Chong was very happy and took the lead in explaining his purpose. "Miss Feng, the weather is good today. We can go to the city to stroll around and buy some things."

"Okay!" Feng Jiuyan agreed immediately.

She has been in ancient times for such a long time, but has only visited small towns and cities. She also wants to visit a prosperous city like Qingzhou City.

Afterwards, Zhang Xiaowu and Zhang Chong led Feng Jiuyan's family and Song Chen's siblings out of the post station.

The officer behind him waved his hand and said with a smile, "Sir, you guys take a good look around, we'll take care of this place. Don't worry, we will definitely keep an eye on them."

The prisoners could only stay in the post station, watching them leave with envy and jealousy.

"Hey, I want to go out for a walk, too. I've almost forgotten what it feels like to go shopping."

"Yes, I'm really envious. They can go out and have fun, but we can only stay in this cage."

The official who escorted Zhang Xiaowu and his companions out of the post station turned back, and the brave ones immediately stepped forward to ask, "Sir, can we also go out for a walk and buy some food?"

The officer glared at them and said angrily, "What are you strolling around for? What's there to stroll around for? Go back and rest!"

Prisoners: “…”

Double standard dog!