Master Xu was slightly disappointed. "Good things are rare and hard to come by. To be able to taste such good wine today is enough to make my life complete."

He Tiantian smiled awkwardly to herself. If she could get Xu Fuzi a bottle of Moutai someday, he would feel like he had reached the pinnacle of life.

It's just a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and it's being praised so highly.

In a large pot, vegetables and meat were constantly being added to cook, and then scooped out.

The meal took about an hour, and everyone's stomach was full.

Especially the unlimited lamb, it was so satisfying!

Zhao Wanzi had already drunk two bowls of soup, but she still felt like she hadn't had enough. She looked at her mother expectantly and asked, "Mother, this tomato soup is so delicious. Will we have any tomato seedlings left for next year?"

These bright red fruits are truly only found in He Tiantian's family.

Planted secretly, eaten secretly, this year's harvest has now come to a complete end.

He Tiantian said truthfully, "It's not certain yet. I bought this seed by chance at the market last year. They said it came from the Western Regions."

"The Western Regions?" He Shitou suddenly perked up.

"I went to the horse market last time and they said horses in the Western Regions are much cheaper than here. Horses are very common there, just like chickens are raised by every household in our village!"

"What? That's incredible!" He Chun exclaimed in surprise. The Western Regions must be very wealthy.

Horses are worth a lot of money!

Zhao Yan nodded in agreement. "The book says that the far northwest of our country is inhabited mainly by nomadic peoples. Their children learn to ride horses from a young age, and their families raise tens of thousands of cattle and sheep."

Tens of thousands...

He Chun, an old farmer, was so surprised his jaw almost dropped. If one horse could sell for thirty taels of silver, then ten thousand horses could sell for...

He Chun thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, they're very, very rich.

Mr. Xu agreed, saying, "When I was in the capital before, I saw people from the Western Regions doing business here. They were tall and different from us, and we couldn't understand each other's language."

"Yes, they come here to do business, and they all speak some of the Central Plains dialect."

Zhao Yan had the opportunity to see Western Region script when he was browsing books at the academy. To be honest, he hadn't studied it carefully and couldn't understand it.

No teacher in the academy could read Western Region scripts.

He Shitou nervously rubbed his trousers and asked cautiously, "Is the Western Regions far away? Is it easy to learn their language?"

Hong Erniang thought to herself that although she had never been to the Western Regions, she had traveled to many places and met many people last year.

So he said, "It's quite far; it would take two or three months to go back and forth, wouldn't it?"

“If we were riding horses, it would probably be faster,” Zhao Yan replied.

"Uncle, why are you asking about this? You don't mean to go, do you?" Zhao Wanzi blinked and looked at He Shitou with a puzzled expression.

He Shitou, his thoughts exposed, scratched his head sheepishly, "Didn't you say the horses over there were cheap...?"

So if he goes to the Western Regions to buy horses, could he save some money?