The two girls laughed so hard that their eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, which showed that they were really happy.
Lu Guangyao and others standing next to him felt something was strange.
How to put it, they felt that there was a sense of incongruity in Lin Shucheng's whole body.
He looks like an educated man. Sometimes he speaks roughly, but every now and then he would utter a few words, which are quite eloquent and make a lot of sense.
Families like this should be extremely strict in educating their daughters.
Why don't you smile with your teeth showing, never go out of the door, and wish you could live without desires and like a god.
Not to mention the daughters of scholarly families, even the daughters of ordinary farmers' families are not like Lin Shucheng's family.
When others talked about his daughter, they all said that she liked music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which was generally elegant. But Lin Shucheng said that his daughter only cared about food.
When he saw the lychee and longan trees along the way, his heart and eyes were filled with joy. He said that he would pick some for his daughter when they are ripe next year.
Even when he was not chopping trees, he would call many young men to help him pick fruits, especially those that his daughter liked to eat.
Lu Guangyao asked, "Aren't you afraid that your daughter will have trouble finding a husband in the future if you say that?"
Lin Shucheng didn't react at the time and didn't know what he meant, so he just smiled and fooled him.
After walking two miles, Lin Shucheng suddenly stopped and said in a stern tone, "If anyone dares to ruin my daughter's reputation just because she likes to eat, I will slap him hard in the face."
"He must be bored. What does it have to do with him if someone else's daughter gets hurt? He should just worry about it."
These words scared Lu Guangyao to death. He didn't realize that Lin Shucheng was a daughter slave. Once something involved his daughter, his temper would become extremely hot.
Lin Shucheng was not angry at Lu Guangyao, he was angry at this fucking ancient times.
I feel very upset when I think about my daughter having to abide by the rules here, otherwise she will be criticized.
Why should we follow these broken rules? They are against human nature.
He changed his mind and decided that now that he had settled down with his family in this remote area of Lingnan, who could blame his daughter in the future?
Lin Shucheng shook his head and decided not to think about those troubles anymore.
Lu Guangyao and the others were shocked by Lin Shucheng's idea.
Similarly, these thirty-year-old men unexpectedly came up with the same idea: How cool would it be if they were Lin Shucheng's daughters?
Lu Guangyao was almost scared by his own thoughts.
As soon as Lin Shucheng got off the boat, he placed the baskets of water lilies in front of Lin Jinyue and said, "Eat whatever you want. Dad will pick whatever you like."
Lin Jinyue's eyes seemed to be glued to the basket of water chestnuts. "Oh, if these could be brewed into wine, the taste would be simply amazing..."
Lin Jinyue's eyes lit up, it was not easy for her to be an adult and be able to drink, but now she was transported to ancient times and became a minor again. It would take another ten years for her to grow up.
But the next moment, her mother looked into her bright eyes and tapped her head gently.
She could do whatever she wanted with everything else except drinking.
Seeing her daughter's little thoughts, Jiang Yun decided to keep the wine locked up after it was brewed.
When Lin Shucheng came back, it was almost time for lunch.
Seeing that there were a lot of ingredients and some meat that had to be eaten quickly, Lin Shucheng prepared to show off his cooking skills.
Village chief Lin Youcai frowned when he saw Lin Shucheng cooking. He wanted to say something several times but stopped himself. Finally, he sighed, went straight into the tent, covered his head with the quilt, and decided to ignore it.
Otherwise, he would feel heartbroken when he saw Lin Shucheng adding seasonings lavishly.
But even though Lin Youcai was covered with a quilt, he could not resist the overbearing fragrance that went straight into his nose.
It smells so good that Lin Youcai is almost drooling.
Finally, Lin Jinyue couldn't bear it anymore and pulled Lin Youcai away, "Don't worry about the cooking, just watch me make it for you."
Lin Youcai was really stunned. He saw Lin Jinyue scoop a basin of sea water and put it into the pot, then boil it over high heat. How come salt came out while boiling?
Lin Youcai stared at the translucent white stone in the iron pot and was really puzzled as to how the salt came out so easily.
Salt is so expensive that they dare not put too much in cooking on a daily basis. How can they make the dish with just a basin of sea water?
Lin Youcai was stunned.
He was a little skeptical: "Erya, come on, make another pot and show Grandpa how it is made."
As he said this, he called several men in the house over to chop firewood.
Lin Jinyue cooked three pots of salt, and only when Lin Shucheng called her to eat did Lin Youcai let her go.
Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Lin Youcai was a little dazed and even forgot to pick up the meat.
Oh my god, that's salt!
Lin Shucheng didn't know what his daughter had done, so he shook Lin Youcai's arm and said, "Uncle, don't be in a daze, or you'll have no meat to eat."
Everyone at the table was eating voraciously; even the adults couldn't control themselves.
Except for the pot of chicken cooked by Lin Shucheng when they were fleeing from famine, they had never eaten anything so delicious.
Everyone in the village thought: Even the emperor couldn’t eat such delicious food.
The braised pork was bright red in color. The squid that they had thought was strange before was surprisingly delicious. After taking a bite, the fresh aroma of the sea fish plus the stimulation of the seasoning made them feel like they had lost their souls. And how come the crabs covered in shells had such delicious meat after they opened their shells?
There were two or three plates prepared for each of these dishes. More than 40 people sat together to eat, and everything was gone as soon as it was served.
The speed was like a whirlwind.
Captain Lu Guangyao even tried to get close to Lin Jinyue: "Er Ya, let's stay here and do hard labor for you. We'll pay for the food ourselves. It would be great if we have these meals every day. How about asking your father to prepare some food for us every day?"
Lu Guangyao looked at Lin Jinyue sincerely. He really wanted to eat a few more bites.
The taste is so fresh.
The villagers of Yunhe Village also smelled the fragrance wafting over here, and they all stretched their necks to look towards Lin Shucheng and the others.
What are these people who have fled from famine eating? It smells so delicious.
It made them drool.
Fat Chen said that that group of people were pitiful. They were reluctant to buy even fish and only picked those that others were not interested in eating.
Could it be that the fish and shrimp that they previously looked down upon had some special qualities?
Especially Fat Chen, he couldn't understand, he tiptoed to look over there, why did it smell so good?
The smell simply took his soul away.
Fat Chen really couldn't understand, didn't that group of people have no money? They were so poor that they bought things that no one else wanted.
As for those people who fled here from famine and brought so many things with them, the villagers all thought that they were no ordinary people and were quite rich.
Fat Chen didn't think so. He used to send fish to the city to sell, and he often dealt with people. He knew some simple arithmetic. After a rough calculation, he found that those things were not enough at all. There were more than ten people in total.
Even though there were truckloads of food, they were only enough to last for more than a month, and they didn't even have land.
There are a lot of odds and ends, but we also have to look at how many people there are.
Fat Chen firmly believed that they were just poor. The food smelled so good, it must be because the food was cooked.
Fat Chen went back and simply washed the squids and crabs, then put them all into the pot to cook without adding any seasoning.
When it came out of the pot, he frowned. It still didn't taste as fragrant.
Fat Chen looked at the big crab, hesitated for a while, took it out and took a bite.
"Pah, ah, ah, are the teeth of those refugees made of iron? How can they eat this?"
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