In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 349 Elegance

"Miss, why did you come here in person?"

After bowing, Manager Wang asked in surprise.

Although Zheng Qiuyan was in charge of the Zheng family business, she rarely led teams herself. After all, it was not suitable for a woman like Zheng Qiuyan to travel long distances.

The reason Zheng Qiuyan came in person last time was because of the importance she attached to Blood Feather Chicken and Crimson Blood Chicken, and also because it was the first time she had made a deal with Chenjia Village, so she needed someone who could make decisions to come.

Now that the trade route between the Zheng family and Chenjia Village has stabilized, it's understandable that Manager Wang was a little surprised that Zheng Qiuyan would personally come to Chenjia Village at this time.

"I need to discuss this with Chen Dao."

Zheng Qiuyan gave a casual explanation, then asked curiously, "Manager Wang, were you having a meal just now?"

"Yes miss."

Shopkeeper Wang nodded and explained, "This is a newly opened food stall in Chenjia Village. Migrant workers from other places like to eat here."

"I see."

Zheng Qiuyan nodded and walked straight to the table where Manager Wang had been sitting, glancing at the food on it.

But what they saw was that Manager Wang was eating a bowl of chicken noodles. When Zheng Qiuyan and the others arrived, Manager Wang should have already eaten half of it. At this moment, there was only half a bowl of noodles, a few pieces of chicken, and a few pieces of cabbage left in the bowl.

"Let's eat here too!"

Zheng Qiuyan seemed to have taken a liking to the table and sat down directly at it.

Manager Wang glanced at Zheng Qiuyan in surprise, seemingly not expecting her to eat at a roadside stall. However, he didn't say anything, but instead called out to Li Dadan, who was busy at work, "Manager Li, two bowls of chicken noodles, please."

"okay."

Li Dadan readily agreed, and soon after, Feng Xiang brought over two steaming bowls of chicken noodles and placed them in front of Zheng Qiuyan and Qingying.

As for the guards of Zheng Qiuyan's caravan, they found empty seats and ordered noodles to eat by themselves.

Meanwhile, many villagers near Zheng Qiuyan's table frequently turned their gaze toward Zheng Qiuyan's position.

This girl looks like a fairy, I never expected she would eat roadside food like us.

Many people think this way.

Zheng Qiuyan poked at the cabbage leaves in her bowl with her chopsticks and asked with some doubt, "Where did this cabbage come from?"

Even Zheng Qiuyan, the daughter of the prefect, could only eat wild vegetables that the common people had dug up in winter. She hadn't eaten common vegetables like cabbage for a long time.

"These are freshly grown cabbages from Chenjia Village."

Manager Wang replied from the side, "The cabbages grown in Chenjia Village are in high demand. They can be sold out in no time once they are transported to the county town."

Zheng Qiuyan nodded. As the head of the Zheng family business, she naturally knew the principle that scarcity increases value. In this season when vegetables were scarce, the vegetables in Chenjia Village were naturally in short supply.

only……

Zheng Qiuyan still didn't quite understand why Chenjia Village was able to grow cabbage at this time.

It's worth noting that vegetables in Qingzhou typically don't mature on a large scale until March, so cabbage that matures in February is truly rare.

It may never have even existed.

"Miss, you may try this chicken soup."

Shopkeeper Wang said with a smile, "This chicken soup was made by Shopkeeper Li using yellow-feathered chicken. It has a delicious flavor and a hint of cabbage fragrance. It's truly a delicacy."

Seeing how highly Manager Wang praised the chicken soup, Zheng Qiuyan became interested and scooped a small spoonful of chicken soup into her mouth.

The moment the chicken soup touches your mouth, a fresh and fragrant flavor bursts forth on your taste buds. Just as Manager Wang said, the chicken soup is not only delicious but also carries a hint of the fragrance of cabbage.

Even Zheng Qiuyan, who had grown up in luxury, found it delicious.

Zheng Qiuyan picked up another piece of cabbage leaf and put it in her mouth. The cabbage had absorbed all the soup and had a fragrant aroma of oil, making it taste just as delicious.

"The taste is absolutely excellent!"

Zheng Qiuyan nodded, giving the chicken soup a very high rating. Then, she started slurping the noodles, but her method was different from the others' gulping down of the noodles.

As the daughter of the prefect, Zheng Qiuyan ate with great elegance. Even when eating at a roadside stall, she did not wolf down her food, but ate her noodles in small bites, giving people a leisurely feeling.

"This woman eats really slowly."

Jiang Xiaobai, who was not far away, glanced at Zheng Qiuyan, who was slowly eating her noodles, and muttered to himself.

The others also frequently glanced at Zheng Qiuyan, who was eating noodles in small bites, marveling at the girl's beauty and elegance.

About fifteen minutes later, Zheng Qiuyan finished her noodles, and after Manager Wang paid the bill, the group left the food stall and headed towards Chen Dao's house.

Upon arriving at Chen Dao's house, Chen Dao gestured for the guards to wait outside, while he, along with Qingying and Manager Wang, passed through the open gate and entered the front yard of Chen Dao's house.

At this moment, in the front courtyard, Chen Cheng was practicing the Cloud Shadow Palm, striving to reach the sixth rank as soon as possible.

Chen Dao, on the other hand, was lying on a deck chair, basking in the sun with a contented expression.

Zheng Qiuyan glanced at Chen Cheng, who was practicing martial arts, and recognized that he was practicing her family's Cloud Shadow Palm, but she didn't care about it.

Since the Zheng family has given the Cloud Shadow Palm rubbing to Chen Dao, it is up to Chen Dao to decide who he wants to practice it on, and the Zheng family has no right to interfere.

As for forcing Chen Dao not to pass it on to others, that's impossible.

Martial arts techniques are things that cannot be kept secret unless they are never passed on to outsiders.

Just like those martial arts schools, every apprentice who comes to learn martial arts is required not to pass on the skills to others. But in reality, such a requirement is meaningless. No matter how powerful the master of the martial arts school is, he cannot pay attention to the apprentice's every move 12 hours a day, so it is impossible for him to ensure that the apprentice does not pass on the skills to others.

"Mr. Chen."

Zheng Qiuyan called softly.

Upon hearing the sound, Chen Dao sat up straight, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

With his keen senses, he already knew someone had come in, but he never expected it to be Zheng Qiuyan.

"Miss Zheng, what brings you here?"

Chen Dao expected that someone from the Zheng family would come soon, but he didn't expect that it would be Zheng Qiuyan who came.

Noticing the surprise on Chen Dao's face, Zheng Qiuyan smiled and said, "What, Young Master Chen, are you not welcoming me?"

"of course not."

Chen Dao laughed and instructed Chen Cheng, "Cheng-ge, go and bring over a few chairs."

Upon hearing this, Chen Cheng immediately stopped practicing, ran into the house, and quickly brought out several small stools, placing them at the feet of Zheng Qiuyan and the other two.

Looking at the small stool at her feet, Zheng Qiuyan's lips twitched involuntarily. The stool was very low; sitting on it was like squatting to relieve herself, and she was still wearing a skirt...

"No need, we can just stand."

Zheng Qiuyan quickly refused, shaking her head frantically like a rattle-drum; she simply couldn't accept sitting in that position.