Lin Cuifen looked at the delicious dishes being served on the table, somewhat in disbelief.
So... so much... braised fish, sweet and sour ribs, salt-baked shrimp... there were some dishes she couldn't even name, but they were all meat.
This kind of food, even the old couple couldn't possibly eat it every day! How was this completely different from what she'd heard?
Shouldn't it be that villagers couldn't even solve their food problems? How could they manage to eat fine grains? And such a variety of chicken, duck, fish, and seafood, such large shrimp and crabs that were difficult to buy in the Capital City, yet they could eat them. What was that dish? Old duck soup?
There was no way these things were brought by Zhang Yuan, she didn't believe it. She already figured out what Zhang Yuan brought along the way, and there were definitely none of these.
The sight of these dishes, full of color, aroma, and taste, was making her mouth water uncontrollably.
