"But the daily als are enough to eat, there’s no need to buy more."
Lu Chuan was tall and sturdy, and because of his martial status, others didn’t dare to act rashly.
Li Mingde had more awe for him. Seeing his firm explanation, though not particularly kind, he wasn’t a treacherous villain either, which made Li Mingde feel more at ease.
He quickly nodded and responded, showing that he appreciated Lu Chuan’s hard work.
At this mont, Li Shuang suddenly widened his eyes, his gaze almost glued to the bowl held by the strong man passing by.
"Dad, look quickly." He was quite young, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he reached out to pinch Li Mingde’s arm.
Li Mingde followed his son’s gaze and looked over, also a bit shocked, because the al was quite hearty.
The sliced at was visibly plentiful, appearing rich in both color and taste, incredibly fragrant. It was obvious that they were generous with the oil and seasoning to achieve such flavor.
In fact, there weren’t many seasonings used, just soy sauce and bean paste, nothing was missing.
Of course, they didn’t skimp on the oil either, which made the dish taste very good. Nowadays, the people of Great Chu primarily use soybean oil and pig oil.
Though beans are cheap, they’re not easy to extract oil from, and pig oil is even more costly, as even pork isn’t cheap.
Even the people living near the capital weren’t particularly wealthy. Of course, compared to so remote areas, the people here had no problem eting basic needs.
Soon, it was Lu Chuan’s group’s turn to get their als.
Lu Chuan asked for three stead buns, but only a little sweet potato rice, as he usually ate a lot and buns were more filling.
Li Mingde and Li Shuang only took enough food to be about eighty percent full, according to their appetite.
Li Mingde thought to himself, although Steward Lu had just said they could eat their fill, as he had just arrived, it wouldn’t be appropriate to eat too much and risk being dismissed by the hosts for having a large appetite.
Lu Chuan accompanied the two while they ate.
Not to ntion, Li Shuang was eating heartily, looking quite satisfied.
When Liuye brought Ye Muyu’s al in, she found Ye Muyu still quietly sleeping, not yet awake.
She hesitated, looking at the al, worried that if it got cold, the lady would have even less appetite.
The at they were eating was all delivered from the Manor, where they raised their own pigs, which were castrated, grew quickly, and didn’t have a gay sll. So when cooking, they generally combined soybean oil and pig oil.
Though the sumr temperature was high and pig oil didn’t easily congeal, it didn’t taste as good when cold.
"Lady." Liuye walked over and gently called Ye Muyu to wake her up.
Ye Muyu rubbed her eyes, opened them, and stretched lazily: "How long did I sleep?"
"Not long, just a bit over an hour." Liuye hurriedly brought over a basin for her to wash her hands, and also poured so tea for her to rinse her mouth.
Ye Muyu washed her face and hands, then sat at the dining table, sipping a bit of tea to rinse her mouth. Having just woken up in the heat, she didn’t have much of an appetite.
So she started by drinking so sour plum soup.
The sour plum soup was specially taught by Ye Muyu to the Kitchen Maid of the residence.
The Kitchen Maid brought along this ti was among them.
After preparing it, it was chilled in the well. Ye Muyu’s portion even had ice cubes added, making it taste quite appetizing.
"Oh, by the way, have Zhu San and the others been idle recently?" Ye Muyu asked after taking a sip of sour plum soup.
Liuye, sitting beside her, joined her for the al. Hearing this, she nodded: "When Zhu San and the others have nothing to do, they go around looking for odd jobs, even in our garden, we’ve seen Zhu San’s n."
When selecting informants, Ye Muyu had seen them all.
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