Thinking that the rural people did not live in a luxurious state, Liu Yan refused to eat with them on the same table. So, she nodded and left.
Qiao Xuan smiled and went for lunch, leaving Liu Yan alone in the kitchen.
Liu Yan looked at the dish that was left for her. There was half a bowl of rice, with yams and beans, as well as some slices of gourd.
All were vegetables, and there was not much oil in them. How could this be edible?
Ms. Fang told Ms. Qiao to put in as many seasoning spices as possible, which was much better than before, considering that the family had plenty of money for the moment. At least right now, the dishes were not tasteless.
But compared to the kitchen of the County Magistrate's home, the dishes definitely paled in comparison.
