A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

The three sat down to eat. Lord Tang ate sauerkraut and sliced ​​pork soup, while Liu Yan and Nie Qianqian ate braised pork offal. Liu Yan didn't dare to make too much noise while eating, remaining so quiet that it was as if she didn't exist.

Liu Xiong, Grandma Ma, and the others did not recognize Tang Jincheng as the county magistrate, but Tang Jincheng's aura made them feel that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Grandma Ma brought the big and small horses over and whispered, "When the guests come later, lead them to sit on the other side so as not to disturb this distinguished guest."

Liu Xiong greeted the guests, his eyes occasionally glancing at Tang Jincheng, pondering to himself:

Where did this distinguished guest come from? Although his clothes were not particularly luxurious, they exuded an air of nobility, making him even more imposing and powerful than the Jiang family patriarch.

Lord Tang casually asked how the restaurant was doing, and Nie Qianqian answered fluently, telling Tang Jincheng about the busy preparations, the tension when it first opened, the methods to attract customers, and the joy of the first customer.

Tang Jincheng was chatting casually, but the more he listened, the more serious he became.

As the county's top official, he was naturally concerned about the livelihoods of the people. When Nie Qianqian told him about how an ordinary person had built a food stall from scratch through his own efforts, he naturally took it to heart.

Nie Qianqian's language is concise, vivid, and engaging. Tang Jincheng was unconsciously drawn into her story, experiencing tension and joy through her descriptions.

Over the years since Tang Jincheng became an official, he has been busy all day long. Seven years ago, his wife passed away due to illness, and he buried himself in official duties, even eating hastily. His days were filled with official duties, monotonous and boring. But sitting in this bustling little restaurant, with Liu Yan and Nie Qianqian accompanying him for a meal, and listening to Nie Qianqian tell stories, he felt the long-lost warmth of everyday life.

The conversation between the two gradually extended from the operation of Liu's Restaurant to the management of the West Market. Nie Qianqian's novel and insightful views impressed Tang Jincheng.

Lord Tang noticed Nie Qianqian's uniqueness from their first meeting. Her attitude towards him was respectful but lacked the humility of ordinary people. Despite her young age, she seemed to have a wealth of experience and profound knowledge.

Listening to their conversation, Liu Yan thought to herself with admiration, "Qianqian is really amazing. She can respond to anything and even chat with the county magistrate."

Lord Tang noticed the food the two were eating. Afu was afraid that Tang Jincheng wouldn't be used to this dish, so she had never bought it for him before.

Tang Jincheng asked, "What are you eating?"

Upon hearing Tang Jincheng's question, Nie Qianqian did not answer immediately, but instead looked at Liu Yan.

Liu Yan realized what was happening and respectfully replied, "Master Tang, this is braised pork offal. It contains pig liver, pig intestines, and pig lungs. I don't know if you can eat it. Qianqian said that offal is good for your dizziness. Let me serve you a bowl to try."

Tang Jincheng was slightly taken aback, not expecting Liu Yan to remember that he suffered from dizziness and that eating offal was beneficial.

Lord Tang glanced at Liu Yan, his attitude amiable, and said with a slight smile, "There's quite a bit of meat in this bowl of pickled cabbage and sliced ​​pork soup you served me. I can't eat any more braised pork. I'll try it next time."

Liu Yan caught a hint of teasing in Lord Tang's tone and blushed instantly. Since such an important person was dining at the restaurant, she naturally felt that adding more meat was a sign of respect for Lord Tang.

Liu Yan: "Then, I'll send you braised pork next time I deliver food."

Tang Jincheng paused, his chopsticks still holding the food. "Do you cook all the meals that are delivered?"

Liu Yan nodded.

Liu Yan was afraid that the food she had prepared would not satisfy Lord Tang, so she mustered up her courage and asked, "Does this food suit your taste, sir? No, master?"

Tang Jincheng nodded. "The food is delicious. Your cooking skills are excellent. No wonder this restaurant is so popular."

Liu Yan felt quite flattered when she heard Lord Tang praise her personally.

This is the county magistrate, the highest-ranking official in Fulin County. He praised her.

Liu Yan was overjoyed and unconsciously said a few more words, "Qianqian told me before that you should eat more offal and red meat. I was afraid you would find it too fishy and greasy, so I used white vinegar to remove the fishy smell from the pig liver that was sent three days ago, and then marinated it with cornstarch. I boiled the braised pork in water before stir-frying it six days ago, so it won't be too greasy... If there is any dish that is not cooked well, please tell me and I will improve it."

Liu Yandong spoke incoherently, rambling on and on, and she didn't even know what she was trying to express.

But Tang Jincheng felt a warmth in his heart as he listened to Liu Yan's rambling words.

Unbeknownst to him, there was someone who was genuinely concerned about his meals.

What he didn't say was that Liu Yan's meals every few days had actually become a source of relaxation and anticipation in Tang Jincheng's busy life. If he could, he would actually like to eat such delicious meals every day.

However, Tang Jincheng recalled how busy Liu Yan had been just now, barely touching the ground.

Liu Yan already has a hard time running her own food stall, so why add to her burden because of my own appetite?

Tang Jincheng: "I see your little restaurant is very busy. Delivering meals every few days is causing you trouble. You don't need to deliver anymore."

Upon hearing Tang Jincheng's words, Liu Yan's eyes showed a hint of panic. She waved her hands repeatedly, "No trouble at all, no trouble at all. You have done me a great favor. I could never repay this kindness even if I sent you meals for the rest of my life."

Nie Qianqian coughed lightly upon hearing this. She knew her mother didn't mean anything by it, but the idea of ​​delivering meals for a lifetime had completely veered off-topic.

Tang Jincheng pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, I can't just eat your food for free, I'll have Afu bring the money for the meals every month."

Tang Jincheng's attitude was firm, and Nie Qianqian and Liu Yan couldn't refute it, so they agreed.

As the three were finishing their meal, Liu Yan noticed that the old beggar, whom she hadn't seen for several days, had reappeared across the street from the restaurant.

The old beggar was leisurely basking in the sun as usual. Liu Yan looked at him, wondering if he had eaten enough these past few days.

Lord Tang noticed Liu Yan's expression and said, "Now that you've finished eating, go ahead and take care of your business."

Several new guests arrived, and Grandma Ma couldn't manage on her own. Liu Yan nodded, then cleared away her own dishes and went to help Grandma Ma cook for the guests.

After finishing her work, Liu Yan ladled out another bowl of braised pork from the small restaurant, went to the steps of the shop across the street, and handed it to the old beggar.

Liu Yan: "Grandpa, I won't invite you to the restaurant today. Would you please eat here?"

The old beggar opened his eyes and glanced at where Tang Jincheng was sitting. Oh, this family even knows the county magistrate.

He had eaten Liu Yan's food for many days and had also saved several people to repay the kindness of the food. By all accounts, they were even. However, the old beggar had visited several restaurants in the city but had not been able to find any delicious food. After not eating for several days, his stomach started to rumble with hunger, so he wandered over to Liu's restaurant again.

The old beggar picked up the braised pork that Liu Yan had brought him and said without any politeness, "It's the same for an old beggar to eat anywhere; the sunshine here is just right."

Tang Jincheng and Nie Qianqian both noticed what was happening. Nie Qianqian was surprised to see Liu Yan chatting so familiarly with the old beggar. She wondered when her mother had become so close to an old beggar.

The old beggar brought over the bowl and chopsticks, but before he could even eat, the loud-voiced shopkeeper came running out again with a large broom, yelling, "You old geezer, you're bothering me again! Get out of here, go eat somewhere else!"

As he spoke, the shopkeeper raised his large broom and struck again.

The old beggar held his bowl, picked up his chopsticks, took a bite of braised pork, didn't move his upper body, but lightly tapped his toes twice, and then floated backward, dodging the broom, leisurely eating his braised pork.

Nie Qianqian was taken aback, her eyes flashing with surprise. How could this old beggar's gait be so similar to the lost ancient martial art of "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace" from her family?

Tang Jincheng also saw this scene, but his focus was completely different from Nie Qianqian's. His attention was on Liu Yan. When the broom fell, Liu Yan did not step back, but instead stepped forward to block the old beggar.

People who have suffered hardship will develop two types of personalities: one type gradually becomes distorted and wishes everyone could suffer as much as they have, and the other type has a more compassionate heart and wants to protect others from further suffering.

Tang Jincheng has always admired this second type of person.