The village chief's wife brought out seven or eight dishes, all of which looked and smelled delicious.

"You can tell it'll taste delicious without even tasting it."

Mrs. Zhang looked at the braised pork ribs, stir-fried pork belly, steamed egg custard, bok choy, spinach, scallion pancakes, carrot and potato shreds, and clam soup on the table.

This meal would be presentable enough to entertain guests whether in the village or the town.

"That's right, Cuifang is well-known in our village for being virtuous and capable. Young men who want to meet her are lining up all the way to the next village."

The matchmaker unceremoniously placed a piece of pork belly into the bowl.

"My aunt just loves to tease me."

A touch of shyness on Liu Cuifang's face made her appear even more demure.

If Zhang Hao hadn't met Wei Yuyan just now, he probably would have agreed to the marriage today.

Since meeting Wei Yuyan, Zhang Hao has not looked at Liu Cuifang even once since he entered the room.

"Madam Zhang, Master Zhang, please have a taste. Here, young master Zhang."

The village chief's wife took a clean pair of chopsticks and began serving everyone the food. She put pork belly on Mrs. Zhang and Mr. Zhang's plate and spare ribs on Mr. Zhang's plate.

He even served the matchmaker a piece of egg pancake, knowing that he would still need her clever tongue to say nice things later.

"Hmm, this tastes good~".

Master Zhang took a bite of the pork belly and thought it tasted even better than what Madam Zhang had made, so he was quite satisfied.

"Eat more, everyone."

The village chief saw that Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were quite satisfied, so the marriage seemed promising.

After they finished eating, the village chief's wife and Liu Cuifang took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to wash them.

"Cuifang, you wash here, I'll go listen to what they're saying."

The village chief's wife walked out of the kitchen.

"Mom, let's go back. I got up early this morning and I'm a little sleepy."

The village chief said he would make tea for everyone, and before Zhang Hao even took a sip, he whispered something to his wife.

Madam Zhang glanced at Zhang Hao, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself. Knowing this wasn't the place to talk, she could only purse her lips.

"Village chief, sister, I'm sorry, we agreed to go to the shop this afternoon, but I just forgot. Luckily, Hao'er still remembers."

Mrs. Zhang made up a random excuse.

"Rent a shop? You want to do business?"

The village chief's wife suddenly became interested again. "No way, my daughter's going to be a boss's wife?"

"It's Hao'er, he's opening a bookstore. Look, the agreed time is almost here, we really can't stay any longer today."

Mrs. Zhang apologized with a smile.

"No problem, no problem, it's the same if you come again next time you have time."

The village chief's wife was now even more bewildered; her future son-in-law was going to open a shop.

"Mr. Zhang, we had an agreement to have a couple of drinks sometime."

The village chief had arranged to have drinks with Master Zhang sometime during the day.

"Definitely, definitely. Next time you visit my humble abode, we'll drink until we drop."

Mr. Zhang loves to drink, but Mrs. Zhang usually tries to restrain him, so he doesn't dare to drink too much.

"By the way, village chief, elder sister, this is a small token of my appreciation that I brought from home today. Please accept it."

Madam Zhang took four exquisite paper packages from the carriage; it was clear at a glance that they contained valuable items.

"Oh dear, this is so embarrassing."

The village chief's wife quickly and politely declined.

"You should accept it, you should accept it. It's just for the festive occasion, it's not anything valuable."

Madam Zhang placed it on the table and then got into the carriage.

"Take care, Madam Zhang and Master Zhang. I will visit your residence again tomorrow."

Originally, the matchmaker was going to go and ask the Zhang family what they thought, but they said they had urgent business, so the matchmaker said she would go tomorrow, meaning she would go and inquire tomorrow.

"Okay, I'll come tomorrow."

Madam Zhang agreed, and then the family of three drove away in their carriage.

"Matchmaker, matchmaker, tell me, has the Zhang family taken a liking to Cuifang or not?"

As soon as the person left, the village chief's wife couldn't help but ask the matchmaker.

"I feel that Mr. and Mrs. Zhang are quite satisfied, but I'm not so sure about that young master Zhang."

Hua the Matchmaker had been a matchmaker for decades, so she could tell that.

"What can we do? Young Master Zhang and Cuifang really like him. I'm afraid we won't meet such a good family again in the future."

The village chief's wife was still self-aware.

"Sister-in-law, what's the rush? I'll definitely try to get it for you tomorrow."

The matchmaker began to think about what she should say if the Zhang family refused tomorrow.

The village chief's wife opened four paper packages on the table: one package of candied fruit, one package of peanut brittle, one package of tea, and one package of longan. These are usually the kinds of gifts given when meeting someone.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a bag of candied fruit, and went out to give it to the matchmaker.

"Matchmaker, you've really worked hard these past few days. We'll need you again tomorrow. Take this candied fruit home and sweeten your mouth."

The village chief's wife knew that the matchmaker was greedy.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry. Alright, I'll accept it. Don't worry, I'll do everything I can to bring them together tomorrow."

The matchmaker happily accepted the candied fruit, made her promise, and went home contentedly.

"Father, Mother, how are you?"

When Liu Cuifang finished washing the dishes and came out, she found that everyone had left.

"I don't know yet. We'll find out tomorrow when the matchmaker asks. Girl, don't be impatient. If Mr. Zhang isn't suitable, there are better options."

The village chief didn't think it was necessary to marry a rich man. This young master Zhang was handsome, but he didn't have the ability to support a family. He was good-looking but useless.

"Pah, pah, pah, don't listen to your father. Young Master Zhang is good-looking, and he just said he was going to look at the shops now."

He's opening a bookstore. If you marry him, you'll be the proprietress.

The village chief's wife was very satisfied with Young Master Zhang and his family. Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were also quite kind and did not look down on the country folk.

"Open a bookstore?"

Liu Cuifang was pleasantly surprised that Young Master Zhang was going to open a bookstore. If she could marry him, she would be the top person in Zhoujia Village.

The Zhang family of three didn't say anything on the way, but Mrs. Zhang held it in the whole way and only asked when they got home.

"Hao'er, don't you like Miss Cuifang?"

Mrs. Zhang felt that if Zhang Hao hadn't disliked her, why would he be leaving so soon, making her lie and leave first?

"Yes, I didn't like any of them. Mother, I really don't want to go on any more matchmaking. I believe more in fate."

Zhang Hao felt that meeting that girl today was a matter of fate.

At first, he wasn't sure whether he should reject Liu Cuifang, but after seeing her, he realized that he neither liked nor would like Liu Cuifang.

It's just a pity that he didn't know her name, and that she was already married.

Zhang Hao fell into deep thought, wondering why he hadn't met her sooner.

"What's wrong with you... Cuifang? If you ask me, Cuifang is actually quite good."

She has delicate features; if I taught her at home, she wouldn't look like a country bumpkin at all.