The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

She had just done it to block the view of the village entrance, but now she was facing the entrance, revealing the pot, which looked bright red and had the aroma of meat.

"Hurry up and bring the pot over here. This is the soup base. Put the vegetables in it and cook until they are done. Then you can eat it."

Everyone separated in a lively manner, and each put their pots on the fire to warm them. The women prepared the dishes more skillfully.

They picked out some of the best ones, put them in a basket, and brought it to Lan Wangshu. The girl thanked him with a smile and put the dishes in.

Cang Wenyuan came over with a bowl and chopsticks and served a small bowl of hot pot soup base. Before Lan Wangshu could react, he drank it in one gulp.

"How do you...feel?"

"tastes good."

Cang Wenyuan drank it all in one go. It tasted sour and sweet, with a fragrance. Lan Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief. There was too much oil in it, but it was good that it was okay.

"Miss Lan, I have cut the meat."

Dashan cut the meat into thin slices, so it looked like a huge pile.

Lan Wangshu deliberately raised his voice and picked up a large piece of meat with chopsticks.

"There's so much meat. Come eat it quickly. Everyone needs to have a taste of meat. Follow me into the mountains tonight and teach that damn bandit a lesson. Now that we're well fed and watered, we can definitely beat those who don't have food to eat."

Lan Wangshu gave everyone a wink. He didn't expect them to understand, but just hoped that someone would respond to him.

Zhou Xingnan was the first to receive the signal. He was sitting among the children. His clothes were a little dirty from playing, but you could still tell that the fabric was of good quality.

"Of course, we have a good relationship. If it works out today, I will treat you to a meal."

Zhou Xingnan ran over and put his elbow on Lan Wangshu's shoulder. Lan Wangshu kept looking at him with encouraging eyes. He was so excited that he was about to cry. He could finally help the boss.

Cang Wenyuan didn't understand what her purpose was. She said this very deliberately, as if it was not meant for them to hear. He just smiled and fanned himself with a fan that only made him colder.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind. Could it be...

He looked at Lan Wangshu, his eyes moved towards the village entrance, and the girl nodded slightly.

Cang Wenyuan looked at the people who were eating happily and walked to the mountain.

"Brother Dashan, you are the best martial artist among us. Last time, that Third Brother was no match for you. I wish you victory this time."

He looked at Dashan's wooden face, turned his back to the village entrance and winked frantically.

No matter how dumb Dashan was, he understood that he could only speak loudly.

"Don't worry, I will protect Miss Lan and avenge my brother."

His words were like water falling into a frying pan. Everyone expressed their desire for revenge and said they would teach them a lesson tonight.

The people hiding in the tree were so jealous that their eyes were about to bleed. They looked at what they were eating, and then looked at him, lying on the tree in such a cold day, he was about to freeze into a fool, and he couldn't even wipe his nose.

He also wanted to eat meat and vegetables. As his imagination ran wild, he smiled sinisterly and decided to send the message back today and make sure they never came back.

Lan Wangshu ate slowly on purpose. The others didn't want to eat too roughly, so they had to eat slowly as well. They ate around the pot for a long time. Everyone was warm from eating, but the people in the trees were numb from the cold.

The girl thought about it and put down her chopsticks. She couldn't just waste time like this. It would be fine if she had to endure a little hardship, but what if she couldn't go back? Then all the news would be in vain, and it would be a waste of her efforts.

"Today's conditions are good, so let's eat a little and have a celebratory drink together tomorrow."

Lan Wangshu raised his chopsticks and loudly cheered everyone on.

Dashan also raised his chopsticks excitedly, and many people, somewhat confused, also raised their chopsticks.

Of course Zhou Xingnan wanted to join in the fun. He raised his chopsticks high and made a lot of noise with the children.

Cang Wenyuan was a little confused and asked in a low voice so as not to appear awkward. He had been away from home for many years and didn't understand some things very well.

"Well, Sister Wangshu, what does it mean for our village to raise chopsticks now?"

Lan Wangshu was also a little confused, looking up into the air, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, I don't know either. I just mentioned it casually. It should be their custom."

"is it?"

Cang Wenyuan always felt that something was strange. He always thought that everyone was cooperating with Lan Wangshu.

"Oh, respect cultural differences. Maybe there is a special meaning behind their holding up the chopsticks. I just wanted to raise my hand to boost morale, and I just had no place to put the chopsticks. It's probably a coincidence."

Cang Wenyuan felt that this made sense, and he said that even if he had been away from home for many years, he wouldn't suddenly have to adapt to new customs and habits that he couldn't understand.

"Your hot pot is really delicious. It keeps me warm after eating it."

“It would be more delicious if there were some toppings.”

Lan Wangshu missed all the little bits of news, but many of them were not available here, so she had to think about it carefully.

Just kidding, a time-traveling woman who doesn’t open a hotpot restaurant is not a good worker.

"Really? Can I try it?"

"Of course, next time for sure."

Lan Wangshu smiles and tries to trick you into going to the restaurant to eat, hehe.