Ling Jiheng drove out of the county town, completely unaware that Zhou Chengyu invited Cui Wan'er and Cui Shouqing into Ruyi Tower as soon as they left.
"I'm sorry, Yingying has been spoiled by her family, she..."
Cui Wan'er didn't want to talk, but Cui Shouqing looked grateful: "Thank you, sir, for rescuing my little sister."
Zhou Chengyu smiled and didn't care much. He ordered a bunch of food and invited the two of them to eat together.
Cui Wan'er looked at Zhou Chengyu intently and asked a completely unrelated question: "The county magistrate's daughter, is she your fiancée?"
Zhou Chengyu paused while pouring tea and said to the two of them with a serious expression, "No, it's just that my father and the county magistrate have a past, so..."
Cui Wan'er understood, nodded, and turned to look out the window.
The unintentional sadness in her eyes suddenly touched Zhou Chengyu's heartstrings.
I couldn't help but say: "Everything will be fine!"
Cui Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled, saying nothing more.
***
Chi Xingyue stayed in the carriage, thought for a while, and then told Ling Jiheng about Cui Wan'er.
"She has strong luck, so we should avoid her if we can. The one who attacked her today is most likely a member of the Zhou family."
Ling Jiheng nodded, having almost guessed it.
Chi Xingyue talked about the conventional routines of rebirth, time travel, supporting female role, female lead, and the original female lead.
Ling Jiheng was shocked to hear this, but he felt that it was as it should be.
Chi Xingyue didn't say he was a villain, but after meeting him, the Ling family's fate changed. It was hard to say whether they would pursue a career in politics in the future.
When they were near Qingshan Village, Chi Xingyue took out some dried apricots and red dates from the space. Considering the long winter, he also took out a lot of dried white fungus and dried lotus seeds.
By the way, there are two pig pancreases hanging on the front of the car.
Chi Xingyue originally wanted to make more fragrant pancreas to sell, but in ancient times, pig pancreas was a scarce resource.
Only a few pigs were slaughtered every day, and the offal would be bought by poor families as a snack. If it wasn't for the right time, she wouldn't be able to buy it. It was really not suitable to be used as an ingredient for pancakes.
We can only study it later to see if vegetable oil can be used as a substitute.
There are also sheep. Yunrou County is close to Beiliao, and influenced by the eating habits there, many families raise one or two sheep.
But now the weather is cold, and no one dares to take the risk of shearing the sheep. If they want to collect them, they have to wait until the Chinese New Year.
Chi Xingyue was not in a hurry. He would prepare it this year and sell it next year when the extreme cold was a little over. He should be able to make a lot of money.
And there's no need to worry about others imitating you, because in early spring, every household has lambs. Everyone is watching the lambs grow and bleat, so they don't dare to cut them easily.
Chi Xingyue withdrew his thoughts and saw the ox cart parked in the backyard of the Ling family mansion.
He entered through the small door and headed straight for Qingfeng Courtyard. He took the things from the cart to the wing room and asked Erzhu to take the cart back to the backyard.
Chi Xingyue went to the kitchen to find a few beautiful porcelain bowls, opened the jar, scooped two slices of yellow peach into each bowl, and added some sugar water.
A porcelain jar that looked full was almost empty after being divided like this.
Chi Xingyue made a "tsk" sound and felt that he was a bit stingy. He should fill the small jar with more.
But it doesn’t matter, there will be opportunities in the future.
Some of the red dates, apricot preserves, white fungus, and cut fragrant soap were sent to other families.
Then he brought a porcelain bowl and roast chicken and called his parents-in-law to the old lady's side to eat together.
Shu Muyun looked at the tray in Ling Jiheng's hand and asked curiously, "Daughter-in-law, what delicious food did you buy today?"
Chi Xingyue smiled and said, "It's a secret. You'll know when you get to Rongsiyuan!"
Shu Muyun was not angry at all because she had already smelled the fragrance coming from the oil paper bag.
The group hurried to the old lady's place. As soon as Shu Muyun entered the door, he shouted, "Mom, look what good things Xingyue brought you!"
He really spared no effort to improve his daughter-in-law's favor.
If Geng Suhua hadn't known that the old man and the old lady had nothing in their hands, she would have thought that they had some conspiracy to divide up the Ling family's ancestral property.
The old lady, who was so bored that she was anxious, heard the voice of her second daughter-in-law and hurried out from behind the screen. She smiled and asked, "What is it?"
His voice was full of curiosity, and he felt that his own grandson and granddaughter-in-law were very caring.
Ling Jiheng placed the tray on the table. Chi Xingyue excitedly opened the oil-paper package and said, "Grandma, this is the secret roast chicken my husband and I bought at Ruyi Tower. Please try it."
After saying that, she placed the small porcelain bowl in front of the old lady and said, "This is a delicacy that my husband and I discovered by chance. It's a sweet soup made with yellow peaches. It's very appetizing."
Chi Xingyue asked Ling Jiheng, and he knew that there were both hairy peaches and yellow peaches in the Dayong Dynasty.
However, the quality cannot be compared with that of later generations. They are usually smaller in size and taste sour and astringent.
The old lady looked at the two intact peach halves in the bowl and stammered in surprise: "There are still peaches at this time of year?"
Chi Xingyue shook his head: "This is something they made in the summer and have kept sealed. Now that it's cold out, I'll sell it and make a profit."
The old lady nodded, scooped up a piece with a spoon and ate it. She found it tasted surprisingly good. "Why does it feel softer, more sticky and sweeter than the peaches I ate in Jiangning Mansion?"
Chi Xingyue thought, this has been cultivated by generations of scientists, of course it tastes good.
But she couldn't say it directly, so she had to make excuses: "Maybe it's cooked in sugar water, so the taste is different from fresh ones. Let's wait until next year and try making it ourselves."
The old lady nodded and invited everyone to eat together.
Shu Muyun was already drooling with greed, and he didn't hesitate to eat while praising Chi Xingyue for being filial.
The old lady agreed, and the old man and Ling Weicheng listened to their daughter-in-law, so Chi Xingyue deservedly became the group's favorite, with a blushing face.
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