Is the beginning of a catastrophe? The little farm cook is raising a family with a full warehouse.

After listening to the shopkeeper's introduction, Cheng Yuntao thought for a while.

Everyone has been busy traveling these days and is already exhausted. They need a quiet environment to have a good night's rest. This large bunk bed is naturally not an option and must be ruled out.

The most obvious difference between the middle-class room and the upper-class room should be the size of the bedroom. It would be better to get two upper-class rooms and arrange for the rest of the people to live in them, while she can live in a middle-class room alone, which can save a few dozen coins.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuntao immediately turned around and discussed with everyone: "How about this, I want two upper rooms, one for Xiaoli and Grandma, one for Jiang Yu and Xiaozhu, and then I want a middle room for myself."

"Jiang Yu, if you don't want to share a room with Xiao Zhu, then I will change it to one upper room and three middle rooms."

Hearing this, Jiang Yu immediately waved his hand and said, "No need to bother. Xiao Zhu and I can just share a room."

"When I was out in the open, I even slept in trees. Now I have a house to live in, which is quite comfortable. Why wouldn't I want to do it?"

"Besides, this little bamboo is so tiny and hasn't started growing yet, so it won't take up much space."

Cheng Jingzhu, who was teased, puffed his cheeks a little unconvinced and looked at his short shadow cast on the ground with resentment.

"Humph! I will grow taller, and by then I will be taller than Master!"

Jiang Yu smiled and patted Xiao Zhu on the head: "Then you have to work harder. It's not easy to grow taller than your master."

"Hahaha--"

Everyone took a look at Jiang Yu's tall and straight figure and silently gave Cheng Jingzhu an encouraging look.

After a brief laugh, Cheng Yuntao shifted her attention to the others. Everyone reacted in unison, saying they would follow her instructions.

Cheng Yuntao nodded silently, turned around and said to the shopkeeper, "Then please open two upper rooms and one middle room for us, and also send some hot water to each room so that we can wash up."

"Okay, two upper rooms and one middle room. I'll call the waiter to show you the way!"

After saying this, the shopkeeper turned to the waiter who was wiping the tables and chairs and shouted, "Don't dawdle, take our guests upstairs to rest."

The waiter put down the rag in his hand, walked quickly to Cheng Yuntao and his group, and bowed respectfully: "Sir, please follow me."

The group followed the waiter's instructions and went upstairs. There was a dull sound when they stepped on the stairs. The lanterns hanging on both sides of the corridor cast a dim light, reflecting the ink paintings on the wall.

Cheng Yuntao's middle room was on the second floor, so she left first, and the others were taken to the third floor.

As soon as she entered the room and sat down to rest for a while, hot water was brought up. After washing up, Cheng Yuntao blew out the candle, yawned, slowly walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down on her side.

The bed was soft and comfortable. Wrapped in the warm and thick quilt, Cheng Yuntao curled up unconsciously.

Perhaps it was the fatigue of the journey, after a while, her breathing gradually became even and she fell into a deep sleep, leaving only silence in the room.

……

As the morning light began to break, the sunlight gently brushed over the eaves and brackets of the inn. Gradually, there was movement in the inn. Several doors opened one after another, and travelers walked out of their rooms one after another.

After a long while, Cheng Yuntao finally woke up from her sleep when someone knocked on the door and called her.

"Sister! Sister? Hurry up and get up and go downstairs for breakfast."

"Everyone's up, except you, hurry up!"

After the shout, there was a series of thumping sounds coming down the stairs. Cheng Yuntao reached out from under the quilt and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, then reluctantly opened them, replied weakly with "OK", and then got up.

By the time she came downstairs, everyone was already sitting around the table, leaving an empty seat just waiting for her.

"Hey, everyone, if you're hungry, just eat first. You don't have to wait for me."

As he spoke, he quickened his pace somewhat embarrassedly, thinking it was his fault, but when he got closer, he caught a glimpse of everyone's indescribable looks.

Cheng Yuntao followed the gazes of the others and looked at the table, only then could she see clearly what the dishes were for this morning.

On the table were some unremarkable side dishes and porridge.

"Sister, I really want to eat the roujiamo you made..." Cheng Jingzhu rested his head on his arm and sighed softly.

"I want to eat the century egg and lean meat porridge cooked by my sister. I don't want to drink this porridge..." Cheng Yueli supported her hands on the table, holding her cheeks, staring at the bland porridge in front of her in a daze.

Jiang Yu had never eaten roujiamo or drank century egg and lean meat porridge, so he could only rely on his imagination to simply outline the appearance of these two foods in his mind. He glanced at the porridge and side dishes on the table unwillingly, and suddenly felt even more boring.

Finally, Zhou Xiufang spoke to comfort her, "Wait a couple of days, and once Yuntao finds a suitable house, we'll be able to cook our own meals."

"Everyone should just bear with it for the next two days and eat something. You can't go hungry, right?"

Everyone knew this truth in their hearts, and after sighing helplessly, they could only pick up their chopsticks and start eating their breakfast.

The porridge was thin, with few rice grains visible, almost like rice soup, with a dull color. It swayed slightly in the coarse porcelain bowl, lifeless.

Among the side dishes, one was stir-fried bean sprouts. The bean sprouts were thin and each root was distinct, but because they were low in oil and salt, they only tasted faintly of bean flavor and had no crisp and sweet feeling.

A dish of pickled radishes, cut into uneven sizes, had lost their original tenderness, and were half yellow and half white in color. They were only slightly sour and astringent when eaten, and the saltiness was not very strong. They did not have the rich salty and fragrant taste that a pickled side dish should have.

There was also a dish of boiled vegetables. The leaves were cooked until they were soft and mushy, losing their emerald green color and fresh taste. It seemed as if they existed only to fill the plate. Eating them was like chewing wax, extremely bland and boring.

Cheng Yuntao thought to herself, it seems that the speed of finding a house has increased. If it continues like this, no one will be interested in doing anything.

After breakfast, Jiang Yu and Cheng Yuntao said something to each other, then carried the black package and headed towards the government office.

This thing should have been handed over as soon as we entered the city, but unfortunately it was almost evening when we arrived yesterday. Also, the incident with the little beggar delayed us, and the officials had all left the office, so we had to postpone it until today.

Cheng Yuntao gave her grandmother Zhou Xiufang some silver and asked her to take Cheng Jingzhu and Cheng Yueli for a stroll in the city today to experience the charm of this capital city.

After arranging everyone, Cheng Yuntao stood up and walked towards the counter. She planned to ask the innkeeper first and ask him how to rent a house in this city more reliably.