I started out with seven husbands, and I worked hard to support my family while crying.

Pei Yan glanced at her coldly, his gaze like a blade gleaming with a chilling light, aimed directly at the woman in front of the square table.

"!"

Fang Xiaogang was still wondering what was missing today when he realized it was the murderous glare that Young Master Pei had cast at him.

Goodness, it seems I have some SM tendencies. How could I even think about that... Fang Xiao muttered to herself, glancing at Young Master Pei with a smile.

He's still as arrogant as ever, it's disgusting.

She lowered her head, preparing to leave quickly.

Seeing his expression, Pei Yan felt a surge of pleasure, then snorted and turned to leave the room.

"Hu~~"

"Looks like I need to find a way to get this lunatic to leave on his own. Otherwise, if he keeps coming like this every day, I might just get killed by him one day!"

Although Pei Yan is handsome, he's a rose with thorns, not someone I can touch.

As a modern woman, Fang Xiaoxiao is self-aware enough to know that even if she comes to ancient times, she should be clear about her own strength.

She could never accept a madman who would draw his sword at the slightest provocation.

Only after Pei Yan left did she walk out of the room.

Inside the courtyard, it was still the same old three dishes.

Pei Yan and Murong Changqing were still sitting at the stone table drinking bitter tea, while the straightforward Long Jinyan was not in the courtyard, presumably he had gone to dig soil in the field.

As soon as she appeared in front of the stone table with a bamboo basket on her back, Murong Changqing smiled and said.

"Wife, remember to buy flour today; we're almost out!"

"!"

The flour is almost gone; I only bought it a few days ago.

Fang Xiaoxiao glanced at her husband, who had a lazy and aloof demeanor, and felt speechless.

She vividly remembers that when she returned home, there was still a small half-bag of flour left. It took the four of them a whole week to finish it all.

So last week, when the flour was almost gone, I went to town and bought enough flour to last me a month.

How come it's all gone in just one week?

Murong Changqing noticed that his wife was looking at him with a questioning gaze, so he tried to make a gesture with his lips.

"Don't look at me like that. With my build, that bag of flour would last me at least three or four months."

Then, he glanced at Pei Yan, indicating that he intended to let him speak.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yan turned his head to the side, completely ignoring the look he was about to give.

"Forehead."

Speechless.

Fang Xiaoxiao was too lazy to bother with it; she figured, fine, she'd buy it! Maybe it's because everyone's appetite has increased these days.

Seeing that no one spoke, Murong Changqing had no choice but to speak as well.

"My lady, it's all because of Long Jinyan. We eat three meals a day, but he eats five! Even a landlord's family couldn't afford such extravagance!"

complain.

Fang Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that it was because the straightforward boy had eaten too much.

It's okay, it's just eating!

She still has some power now; even if she can't afford to eat lavish meals, she can at least fill her stomach.

In particular, after seeing Long Jinyan's appetite yesterday, she also thought about the boy's appetite.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have planned to bring a man home every week last night.

"Alright, I understand. Today, everyone should take fifty coins and go to the village to see which family has surplus grain and share some with us."

She took out her money pouch from her bosom, her heart bleeding, and placed the coins on the stone table.

Murong Changqing's eyes lit up as he glanced at the silver.

He wasn't someone who cared much about money, but even the most skilled cook can't cook without rice, and besides, he really didn't have any spare money on him right now.

All his savings had been swindled away by a woman; otherwise, he wouldn't have been arrested by the constables under the pretext of being an unemployed vagrant.

Pei Yan didn't even bother to look at the copper coins on the table, maintaining his aloof and superior demeanor.

Fang Xiaoxiao put the money pouch back into her bosom, said goodbye to the two of them, and then went out.

On the way, she was hoping to hitch a ride on Old Man Li's oxcart next door to go to town, but she had already walked about two kilometers and still hadn't seen an oxcart.

"Phew... Is Old Man Li not going to town today?"

She looked around with a question mark in her mind. There were lush trees and weeds all around her, a muddy path under her feet, and nothing else in her ears except for a few birds chirping.

Well, it looks like we'll have to walk for another hour or two today.

Fang Xiaoxiao sighed and walked slowly on the soft soil. With each step, it felt like a cotton ball, soft and fluffy.

When she finally arrived in town, the sun was already high in the sky, and it looked like it was noon.

At this time, people on the street began to look for restaurants.

In the most bustling area in the middle of the long street, Wenyue Pavilion was already packed with people.

Zhu Wen was standing at the shop entrance at this moment, seemingly saying something to the crowd.

Because she was too far away, she didn't hear what was said clearly, but from his expression, she felt that he must have encountered trouble.

Fang Xiaoxiao quickly squeezed into the crowd. Fortunately, she was small and weak, and soon appeared in front of Manager Zhu.

Before she could even ask, Zhu Wen's anxious and pained expression instantly turned into a beaming smile.

He walked straight up, grabbed Fang Niangzi's sleeve, turned around and looked at the crowd, and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, you can come in now. Chef Fang from Wenyue Pavilion is ready. Please don't wait, otherwise we'll have to wait if the restaurant is full!"

His words were like a royal decree; upon hearing them, the initially displeased diners had already surged into the main hall.

……

"Oh, I see. Manager Zhu, I'm so sorry, I was too tired yesterday and couldn't get up on time this morning..."

Fang Xiaoxiao explained to the person in front of her with an apologetic expression.

Zhu Wen stroked his beard, shook his head, and laughed.

"It's alright, it's alright, as long as Madam Fang comes!"

He suddenly thought of something and continued.

"How about this, since your place is too far away, I'll give you a horse!"

"This way you can get around by yourself, and you can also get to the store on time."

They're offering me a horse, but I don't know how to ride one.

Fang Xiao's first reaction was not to refuse the other party's kindness. She knew she couldn't ride a horse, but she knew that a horse was worth at least fifty taels, and a better one could cost a hundred taels.

If Manager Zhu were to give it to me, I would accept it even if I couldn't ride it.

Immediately, she nodded sincerely and said.

"This isn't quite right. The horses are too valuable; I'm a little..."

Zhu Wen waved his hand and said.

"Don't say that. If Madam Fang doesn't mind, I will have someone prepare it for you."

"it is good!"

Fang Xiaoxiao answered very decisively. She was not the kind of person who pretended to be nice. Since the other party wanted to send it, she would not refuse.

Even if I can't ride a horse, I still have Long Jinyan!

She had heard him recount his horseback riding experience before.

After exchanging pleasantries, Fang Xiaoxiao finally returned to the kitchen.

At this moment, the fat chef was covered in sweat, his eyes fixed on the curtain, as if waiting for something.

Even when the kitchen helper next to him asked, he simply ignored her.

About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

The curtain finally started to move.

The curtain was lifted, revealing a fair, delicate hand.