The rural doctor is busy with farming, and her abstinent husband can't bear it

Seeing this, Song Junde said politely, "I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone. These dishes look very delicious. I deeply appreciate your efforts."

Jiang Youwei and Wu Lan's cheeks flushed when they heard this. Their nervousness made them speechless and they could only respond with shy smiles. Their sincere gratitude was self-evident.

Jiang Qishan, on the other hand, took over the topic with a sincere smile and a gentle wave of his hand. His voice was filled with humility and joy: "No, no! Your Excellency can condescend to step under the humble roof of our Jiang family. It is truly a blessing and great honor that our Jiang family has cultivated for several generations."

When Song Junde heard this, a hint of approval flashed across his eyes. He nodded slightly to show that he accepted the gratitude, and then he stopped being polite.

"Everyone, there is no need to be restrained. Let us chat while enjoying these carefully prepared delicacies on the table."

He encouraged gently and took the lead in demonstrating by picking up a piece of crystal clear fish, dipping it lightly in the special sauce, and slowly putting it into his mouth.

With the first bite of the food, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became much more relaxed, and everyone followed suit and began to taste the delicacies on the table.

The fish meat seemed to dance on the tip of the tongue. It was tender, smooth and delicate, full of fresh fragrance, spicy but not dry, and very refreshing. Song Junde's eyes unconsciously flashed with surprise.

Even the experienced chef in his house could not cook such a delicious dish.

For a moment, everyone at the table exchanged admiring glances, obviously deeply attracted by this unique flavor.

Next, Song Junde tried a small piece of chicken. After a long period of slow cooking, the meat had become extremely soft. The aroma of Chinese medicine was subtle and blended cleverly with the aroma of the meat. Instead of being abrupt, it added a sense of warmth and comfort.

The soup is thick but not greasy, sweet and fresh, making people swallow it involuntarily.

Song Junde's stomach, which was empty after the long journey, was quickly satisfied by such tempting delicacies. The sense of disturbance caused by the sudden visit also disappeared under the comfort of the food.

People sitting around the round table were enjoying the food and praising it, creating a joyful atmosphere.

Jiang Qishan, with a mouth full of food and a smile on his face, said vaguely: "Mom, when did your cooking skills become so superb!"

There was both surprise and pride in his tone.

A gentle blush appeared on Wu Lan's face, and she explained softly: "This is not my credit. I asked my second sister-in-law to help. It was her work."

His words were full of gratitude and respect for Su Yu.

Upon hearing this, Song Junde couldn't help but turn his gaze to Su Yu, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

This woman is not only good at using medicine to kill insects and has superb fishing skills, but she is also proficient in cooking. She is truly multi-talented.

"Madam Su, you are as talented as any man!"

Song Junde praised sincerely.

Facing the praise, Su Yu just smiled calmly, his attitude was neither overly humble nor arrogant: "As long as you are satisfied, this is what I should do."

Her neither humble nor arrogant attitude, neither trying to flatter nor fearing power, made Song Junde respect her even more.

Song Junde was even more amazed when he tasted the mysterious food that was crispy, delicious, and salty. The unique taste lingered in his mouth for a long time, but he couldn't guess what it was made of.

"What kind of food is this?"

Song Junde asked curiously.

"Fish scales."

Su Yu answered briefly and in a calm tone.

"Fish scales?"

Song Junde was surprised and even more unbelievable that fish scales could become such a delicious food.

Su Yu patiently explained: "Yes, this fish scale not only has a unique taste, but is also rich in nutrients. It contains a lot of collagen and calcium, which is especially beneficial to bone health."

This statement made everyone present look puzzled. Collagen and calcium, these terms were quite unfamiliar to them, but they all vaguely felt the benefits of them - it turned out that behind this seemingly ordinary dish, there was such knowledge and wisdom.

Su Yu's erudition and intelligence once again made everyone present look at her with admiration, and they felt a sense of respect for her.

After a meal, the aroma of wine and the feeling of fullness make people feel satisfied.

Song Junde was about to leave. Before he left, he generously left a heavy ingot of silver to the Jiang family as a thank you for their hospitality. At the same time, he recited a poem. The poem not only contained his gratitude for the Jiang family's warm hospitality, but also his nostalgia for this wonderful time...

"The emperor values ​​talents, and he teaches you how to write. You can throw away all other things, but only reading can make you successful."

The county magistrate's voice echoed in the Jiang family's simple hall. His words revealed his respect for learning and his expectations for the future. It was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm but with a power that could not be ignored.

The Jiang couple looked at each other with bewildered expressions, as if they were in a cloud of unknown fog. They were impressed by the government's attention, but confused about how to interpret this sudden attention.

Their brows were slightly furrowed, and ripples appeared in their hearts.

Only Jiang Qishan, the young and ambitious boy, fell to his knees involuntarily upon hearing the words, his knees touching the cold floor tiles, making a slight sound.

He looked up, his eyes sparkling with determination, as if the stars had fallen into the mortal world, shining brightly.

"Thank you for your kindness, I will always remember it and live up to your expectations. I will do my best to strive for progress!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply to express his most sincere respect and determination.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, until a breeze blew by, taking away the solemnity of the silence.

Seeing that his son was still kneeling devoutly and taking a long time to get up, Wu Lan felt distressed. She quickly stepped forward and gently placed her gentle hand on his shoulder, "Qishan, get up. The adults have gone away. Your knees must be hurting."

Her words are full of maternal care and tenderness.

However, when she tried to help her son up, she unexpectedly found that Jiang Qishan's eyes were filled with tears, crystal clear, like dewdrops on the tips of leaves in the morning, falling at the slightest touch.

Wu Lan's heart tightened, and she felt worried. "Qishan, my child, what happened? Why are you so sad?"

Her voice was soft and inquiring, like a spring breeze blowing through delicate willow branches.

Hearing this, Jiang Qishan could no longer hold back his tears. Like pearls that had broken off a string, they slid down his cheeks one by one, carrying with them the weight of a boy's innocence and dreams.

"Mom, Dad, I really want to study hard and prove myself through the imperial examinations to bring glory to our family. This is not only my dream, but also my reward for your hard work."

As he spoke, he wiped the tears from his face with the back of his hand. His determination and persistence were particularly eye-catching on his still young face.