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"Then we'll be back soon. We won't break our promise."

The shopkeeper was straightforward. He nodded, waved his hand, and signaled them to go and come back quickly.

As they walked in the direction pointed by the shopkeeper, Tangshuang and Xiaoman looked excited: "Miss, are you really going to kill the wild boar?" Their eyes were already flashing with joy at eating wild boar meat, as if they had already smelled the fragrant meat.

Xiao Man couldn't help swallowing and muttered, "It would be so wonderful if I could have a meal of wild boar meat! I haven't eaten wild boar meat yet."

"Didn't you eat meat just now? Didn't you eat enough when you slaughtered the pig at Qingshan Villa?" Hearing Jing Chunxi's teasing, Chuntao covered her mouth and laughed. Her eyes narrowed into slits, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth were faintly visible, making her look particularly playful.

She had only taken a few bites of the bacon before losing interest when she saw the completely black section at the back. The greasy aroma was still in her mouth, and after those few bites of meat, she felt like she would eat less tonight.

But Tangshuang and Xiaoman are different. They are greedy for meat when they see it, and they are not as picky as Chuntao.

Chuntao wasn't particularly interested in wild boars. Instead, she found pheasants and wild birds more appetizing. She imagined draining the water from the birds and frying them in oil. The aroma would surely be enough to make anyone crave them. They would be so delicious that she could even chew and swallow the bones.

"How long ago did it happen? Master is still using this to criticize me. Could it be that Master doesn't keep her word and is even trying to deceive the shopkeeper?" Suddenly, Tang Shuang felt that the young lady was a bit stingy. Compared to the small birds and the pheasants with very little meat, she still wanted to eat a lot of meat, fearing that the young lady would regret it.

She frowned and muttered softly, with a hint of grievance in her eyes.

Xiao Man also came over and tried to persuade the young lady: "Seventh Uncle, Third Uncle, and those guards actually like to eat meat more." He put the blame on others without blushing, as if it was a matter of course.

A pair of small eyes stared at Jing Chunxi, and she kept saying in her heart: Miss, just agree to it!

"Okay, okay, you three can order what dishes we're going to eat. But the dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms must be cooked, and the wild vegetables too. I can't just eat meat. Look, I have a rash on my face." After Jing Chunxi finished speaking, he gave them a very warm smile.

Chuntao immediately flattered her: "No way! Miss is the most beautiful. There are few in the whole capital who are prettier than you and me. Even with a pretty face, you are still pretty." Her words were so sweet that people felt comfortable listening to them.

Jing Chunxi couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "I just like people like Chuntao who are insightful and have good taste, hahaha! Say more good things in the future, I won't get tired of listening to them."

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang Shuang immediately whispered, "Sister Chuntao is just a flatterer!" Although her words were spoken softly, they were still heard by everyone, causing everyone to laugh.

Laughter echoed in the air, and even the cold north wind was infected by the joyful atmosphere and became much softer.

The two intersections were not far to walk from, and they all chatted and laughed until they soon arrived at the restaurant.

Turning the corner, I saw a sign fluttering in the north wind. Its maroon base was embroidered with five large characters in gold thread: "Mountain City Game Restaurant." The sign swayed in the wind, making a gentle rustling sound, as if welcoming guests.

Haha, the name of the restaurant is good. It doesn’t look grand, but it has a very rustic feel.

At this time, people were already eating at the several square tables in the shop. Each table had three or two people, ordering one or two small dishes, a plate of peanuts, and a pot of wine.

Only those who came to the market would eat so early. They must be from nearby homes and would eat their fill before continuing on their journey. Some of them were talking in low voices, while others were drinking alone, all with a hint of contentment on their faces.

Behind a large counter stood a woman, apparently selling wine. She was about thirty or forty years old, her face showing the marks of time, but her eyes revealed a shrewd and capable look.

The proprietress looked up and saw a few children staring at the sign but not entering. She didn't come out to greet them, but just quietly observed them. It wasn't until Jing Chunxi took the lead and stepped in that the proprietress spoke to them, saying, "Children, you are here to eat? Find a seat. You can eat rice or noodles, it's up to you to choose how much you want."

Her voice is very gentle, with a hint of mountain city accent, which makes people feel particularly friendly.

The two older girls and two younger kids looked unfamiliar. The proprietress didn't think they were here to reserve a table. She thought it was probably time for dinner and they just wanted to eat something to fill their stomachs.

Chuntao immediately said, "I heard that your restaurant has a large private room that can accommodate four or five tables?" Her voice was clear and pleasant, and her words were crisp and clear.

Hearing this, the proprietress came out immediately, not even looking at the counter, and winked at a waiter who was wiping the table. The waiter immediately stopped what he was doing and walked over to the counter.

The proprietress quickly greeted, "Yes, yes, of course we don't have enough. Even if it's a wedding, we can set up 10 to 20 tables in the yard. There's enough space." Her face was full of smiles, and she seemed particularly enthusiastic.

Chuntao immediately said, "Then take us to see it."

"Please come in, guest officer."

The proprietress walked up to them, her face beaming. She was plump and short, as was typical for mountain towns, barely reaching Tang Shuang's shoulders. She bent slightly, gestured for them to come in, and led them to the back.

The three-room shop was considered large for a mountain town, but it was still very short. There was a compartment at the back that was piled with a lot of things, probably for storing alcohol and other sundries.

Walking out to the back, there is a large courtyard. On the right side of the courtyard is a row of shorter wooden houses, half new and half old.

In front of the house was a large, square courtyard, and not far away was a well. The wellhead was polished to a shine, evidently from years of use. The bluestone slabs beside the well were still stained with water, making them particularly slippery.

Judging from the layout, this row of houses should be the restaurant's kitchen. Smoke curls from the kitchen roof, and the occasional sound of cooking can be heard. The aroma of food wafts from the door, making people unable to help but swallow their mouths.

The kitchen has a veranda extending to both sides, so when it rains, the food served to the shop in front or the private room in the back will not get wet.

There are several lanterns hanging on the pillars of the veranda. Although it is not yet night, one can imagine the lively scene when they are lit at night.

At that moment, a few women, somewhat older than the proprietress, were washing vegetables in the courtyard. The large wooden tubs were filled with chickens, ducks, and fish, many of them wild. As they washed, they chatted about family matters, their voices neither too loud nor too low, just loud enough to be heard clearly.

Their hands moved back and forth in the water with practiced and swift movements, washing the chickens and ducks in the basin clean and leaving the fish's scales gleaming.

There was also an old woman drawing water from the well. She held a wooden bucket in her hand and gently shook the well rope. Soon, she drew a bucket of clear well water.

She poured the water into the water tank next to her, and the water in the tank rippled, making a "gurgling" sound.

There were a lot of leafy vegetables being washed nearby, they were green and juicy and looked particularly fresh.