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"Miss, left or right?" Chun Tao asked hesitantly, looking at the equally busy streets on both sides.

This main street near the market is divided into two parts by a platform. The bustle at both ends is almost equal. There are still many stalls on the ground, and the shops on both sides are also very busy. The sounds of hawking and bargaining are intertwined, and the local flavor is very strong.

"Let's find a restaurant first." Jing Chunxi's voice was particularly clear among the crowd.

"Let's first take care of tonight's dinner, then it won't be too late to go shopping slowly."

"I understand, Miss." Chuntao responded quickly, and then met Tangshuang. The two whispered a few words, and then went to inquire about the location of the restaurant, one on the left and the other on the right.

Jing Chunxi took Xiaoman to the side, trying to avoid the crowd so as not to be bumped into and unable to find anyone.

"Miss, many people have started to pack up their stalls!" Xiao Man stood beside Jing Chunxi, trying her best to stay in a position where she could keep an eye on the young lady, but she couldn't help but look at the busy street corner.

Some of the items on the small stalls originally set up on the ground have been sold out, and some stall owners are packing up and preparing to go home; those who have not sold out the items in the baskets have also stood up and shouted even harder, hoping to sell the remaining goods before the market closes.

Not far away, an aunt was talking to someone next to her in local dialect: "Sixth Uncle, I only have two sparrows left. If someone asks the price, please help me sell them. I still have to go buy some things. The boat will leave soon. If it really doesn't work out, I'll just take them back and stew them for my grandson." There was a hint of anxiety in her voice, probably because she was worried that she would miss the boat back home.

"Hurry up! I only have a few bunches of vegetables left. I'll be leaving once I sell them," an older man replied. His tone revealed a hint of fatigue; he must have been busy all day and wanted to get home and rest, not help these two birds.

When Jing Chunxi heard their conversation, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In addition to those who lived in the mountains behind, some of the people who wanted to come here to the market should live on the opposite side of the river or even farther away, and come here by ferry or boat.

She remembered what Chongsan and the others had said: cheap mountain goods and wild products were all sold at the street stalls set up by the mountain people. Now some of the stalls were almost empty, and the middle stalls were quite empty. Wild goods like pheasants, rabbits, sparrows, and mountain eagles were almost sold out. The remaining ones looked either too thin or had been dead for a long time, and looked a little stale.

The market was selling at its cheapest, but Jing Chunxi had no intention of picking up bargains. He wanted to avoid collecting wild goods, which would not be enough for every type, and would be a mess, making it difficult to cook. He also wanted to avoid getting sick from buying stale food, and being misunderstood by the guards, which would be even worse.

There were some people selling mushrooms, wild onions and the like. There were quite a few types of wild vegetables, but except for bracken, she didn't recognize any of the other wild vegetables.

"Miss, there's only one restaurant on the right, and it's quite far away, but they don't serve dinner, so I'm afraid it's closed."

Chuntao asked several people and got an accurate explanation. Then she ran back breathlessly to report to Jing Chunxi.

She pointed to the other side and said, "They said there are two more stores on the left. Let's go that way." Jing Chunxi naturally agreed, and Tang Shuang was also going that way, so he just happened to meet her.

Chuntao said as she walked, "It is said that there are two big restaurants on the street near the county government office, but you have to climb a lot of steps. I think it's better to go to the restaurant closer." She was afraid that the young lady would insist on going to a restaurant far away. If that happened, everyone would have to walk a long way on an empty stomach.

Jing Chunxi smiled in agreement. She knew full well that the most delicious and appealing things in a small mountain town like this were the wild produce. The closer a restaurant was to the market, the easier it was to find good food and the fresher the ingredients. Why bother going far away to pursue "luxury" that they might not appreciate?

"Just find a restaurant." Jing Chunxi patted Xiaoman's shoulder gently, his tone firm. Xiaoman no longer cared about the food sold at the stalls. She squeezed through the crowd of people rushing home and rushed out.

After working hard, what everyone needs most is a hot meal. Filling their stomachs is the most urgent task.

Judging from the sky, it should have been past the hour of You. At Jing Chunxi's urging, everyone quickened their pace and headed towards the street on the left.

"Miss, there is a small restaurant ahead, and another one says it's quite big, but we have to go further." Finally, Frosting's voice came from the front. There was a hint of fatigue in her voice. She must have squeezed for a long way to get the news.

Walking further, Xiaoman was already standing in front of the restaurant that Tangshuang mentioned, waiting for them to come over.

"This shop is a bit small." Jing Chunxi stood in front of the restaurant and looked at the shop carefully.

This restaurant is located on the main street near the market, and it also occupies two storefronts. The storefront is large, but the interior is very short. There are only five square tables, each with four or five stools, and it seems that there is no empty space.

No matter how crowded this kind of table is, it can only seat six people. If you really book it here, some people will have to stand.

And looking inside, there was only one person dozing at the table in the shop. There wasn't even a waiter, so it didn't look like they could handle big orders. At most, they sold breakfast, some light lunches, and some noodles.

"Let's look at the next one!" Jing Chunxi shook his head. This restaurant was too simple. If it weren't for the bamboo tubes for chopsticks on the table, just looking at the word "restaurant" on the door with the ink peeled off, you wouldn't know it was a place to eat.

She turned to the group and said, "Let's go a little further and check out another restaurant."

"The big restaurant, they said it's a long way ahead." Tang Shuang had asked just now, and the person just pointed in a direction and told her to keep going forward.

"It should be just in front. Didn't Uncle Chong say there were two? That should be the one he was talking about." Chuntao was quite positive. When she heard that the restaurant was big, she felt there was a chance.

As we walked further, away from the market, the crowds disappeared. The people returning home had dispersed and were heading in different directions.

Hurrying ahead of them were the mountain dwellers, who were hurrying homeward along the mountain roads. Some of them had empty backpacks, while others were laden with bags, all in a hurry, evidently anxious to return home to be reunited with their families.