Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chen Xize glanced at Taohua innocently and smiled, thinking to himself, how can vegetables taste better than meat? These country people probably haven't eaten meat yet.

They saved him today. When he finds his grandmother another day, he will definitely ask her to treat these people to a good meal, with only meat.

"Brother Awang, just try it."

"Brother Awang, I really didn't lie to you."

Under the persuasion of the sixth and seventh brothers, Chen Xize picked up a piece of vegetables with chopsticks, and was stunned the moment he took a bite.

This tasted even better than what his chef made. It was fresh, fragrant and refreshing. It was completely different from the vegetables he had eaten at home. He even tasted chicken. This dish was so delicious.

Seeing the intoxicated expression on Awang's face, the sixth and seventh brothers proudly said

"How is it? Our mother's cooking is delicious, right?"

"A simple dish of vegetables can be made so delicious by a woman."

"Big brother, if you like it, eat more."

My mother said that this dish was specially made for my big brother because she was worried that he would have no appetite and couldn't eat.

Mother told them to just drink porridge and eat egg pancakes.

Xiuying was eating sweet potato porridge at the side, and glanced at the plate of vegetables with chicken essence and oyster sauce that Chen Xize had almost finished.

It’s okay. The most important thing now is to get that kid to eat something and keep him from dying.

Chen Zexi couldn't stop eating. The pickles were also delicious. Paired with the porridge, it was simply a delicacy. The rice was round and plump, green, fragrant and soft, and it smelled of jasmine.

What's going on? Even rice tastes so good in this remote little village.

"Hmm...it's hot...what is this?"

Chen Zexi took a bite of the orange-red, soft, sticky stuff in the porridge.

Xiao Laoliu glanced at him with a look of disgust.

"Big brother, this is sweet potato. Didn't I tell you just now that this is the sweet potato porridge I made especially for you?"

Chen Zexi picked up a piece of sweet potato. It looked very similar to pumpkin, but the taste was different. It was sweeter than pumpkin and had a softer texture.

I wonder what this thing is and why it is so delicious?

"Are sweet potatoes a specialty of your area? I haven't seen them outside."

When talking about the origin of sweet potatoes, the children introduced it enthusiastically.

"My second sister found this in the mountains. She brought some back and we found it's not poisonous and tastes pretty good."

"We just separated from grandma, and we needed food right away, so we planted some."

"My eldest and second sisters would go to the mountains from time to time to dig some for us to eat."

"Sweet potatoes are not only delicious when cooked into porridge, but they can also be roasted. They sizzle and ooze oil, and when you take a bite... wow..."

"Besides being roasted, you can also eat it raw. It's crispy and sweet."

"My favorite is fried sweet potato cakes."

Chen Zexi listened to his friends discussing various ways to eat sweet potatoes while eating his bowl of sweet potato rice. He finally burped and said, "It's just that these things are mixed together and cooked together. The appearance is a bit different. The pickles are too salty, the sweet potatoes are sweet, the cut sizes are different, and the vegetables don't look cooked through. And this bowl is too heavy. If it were made of ceramic, it would be much lighter."

When I return to my grandmother's house, I will definitely ask her to buy a set of bone china bowls for everyone.

Several of his friends looked at his empty bowl without even a grain of rice left and shook their heads.

Brother Awang, do you want me to serve you another bowl?

Yang Xiuying naturally would not bother with a child. It seemed that the child did not need to take Motrin. She had spent the drug activation fee and also spent thirty-five to buy antipyretics.

"Okay, now that we've eaten, it's time to get back to work."

It is impossible to eat and drink for free in this house. Even the eighteen princes have to operate the sewing machine when they come here.

Chen Zexi touched his round belly. He didn't bring any money with him when he escaped today. He didn't expect that he was able to escape successfully even though he didn't bring any money with him. Otherwise, how could he have eaten these things.

Yang Xiuying looked at the young master who wanted to cross his legs and sleep after eating, and said to the fourth child beside him: "Lamei, take Awang to feed the livestock at home."

Chen Zexi looked at Yang Xiuying in confusion. He had just said that he knew everything just to stay. Although his aunt didn't treat him well at home, he didn't need to do anything because there were plenty of servants at home.

Yang Xiuying said to the fourth child beside her, "If he doesn't know how to do it, just teach him slowly and let him learn slowly. Feeding livestock is the simplest job at home. If you teach him a few more times, he will be able to do it."

Chen Zexi stood up and asked, "I just finished my meal and I'm already working?"

It’s only my first day here, or to be more precise, less than a day, and I already have to start working?

Yang Xiuying asked back, "Did you eat enough?"

Chen Zexi nodded. It was such a big bowl, especially the sweet potato that filled his stomach. He was indeed full.

"Now that you're full, you have to work."

Chen Zexi thought that he still had to go find his grandmother, and he couldn't do it without money. If he worked here, she would naturally pay him. When he saved enough money, he would leave here to find his grandmother.

To cover his expenses, he shamelessly asked, "Can you pay me?"

"What wages? I provide you with three meals a day, and you also agreed that as long as you have enough to eat, it's fine. Now that I've fed you, why are you asking for wages again?"

Yang Xiuying looked at the boy's delicate skin and tender flesh, and at first glance she knew he was a rich young man who had come to the countryside to experience life. She had to let him have a good experience of "Super Boy".

Several friends gathered around and advised

"Brother Awang, the village is currently in the off-season, and people only eat two meals a day. Most families eat black-faced steamed buns, which they have only recently been able to eat."

"Yes, there are a few families who still eat wild vegetable porridge. There is no one in the whole village who eats like us."

"Brother Awang, just stay here with us. We have plenty of food at home and we will definitely make sure you have enough to eat."

After hearing several friends speak so highly of this place, Chen Zexi lowered his head and said nothing. The most important thing now was to find a place to stay.

"Okay, then I'll do it reluctantly."

Yang Xiuying looked at the unwilling expression on the boy's face and shook her head. She didn't know which family the young master was from. Fortunately, he met her. If he had really met a human trafficker, he would have been sold long ago.

Let the boy stay here first, and send him back when he wants to go back, so that a half-grown child won’t run around outside and encounter bad people.

She instructed the young man, "From now on, you will be responsible for feeding the chickens, ducks, and the yellow cattle. Tomorrow morning, you will wash everyone's clothes, and then follow us to the back mountain to plant Gastrodia elata. That's all you have to do now.

Okay, let’s go to work together.”

The children each do their own work. She does not keep idle people here. She tries her best to give her daughters a good material life and hires people to teach them how to read and write. But she also does not want them to become idle people who have nothing to do but sit around and do nothing.