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Chapter 181: Chapter 180: All the Guests Are Happy

Chapter 181: Chapter 180: All the Guests Are Happy

Tang Shunyan came this time wanting to experience picking longan fruits, but he had not expected his mother’s outing today, blocking him from picking the longan fruits himself.

Nevertheless, he was very obedient, able to meet the wet nurse, see the Ye family’s sisters, and chat with them for a few moments; he was completely satisfied.

The Ye family’s place was his preferred spot for leisurely distraction; with the sun so fierce outside, it really wasn’t suitable to go up the mountain.

They could eat fruits and enjoy the coolness here, and from the entrance and windows, they could see guards busily picking fruits on the nearby mountain.

Seated in the cottage while eating fruits, Meng Zhaojun felt the previous heat from the carriage ride dissipating, enjoying the coolness.

She did not know whether this was psychological, or if the place was truly a geomantic treasure site.

If her family’s estate could also be built like this, would she also be able to cultivate such thriving plantations?

Meng Zhaojun was only imagining it for now, then looked once more at Shiqi from the Ye family’s sisters — could this young girl possess the Space Spiritual Spring?

If her family were to grow fruits and vegetables, they must divert water from here to the neighboring location.

Otherwise, poor cultivation in the future might become a laughing stock, losing face for her parents and resulting in financial loss after a significant investment.

This time, purchasing land and mountains, Meng Zhaojun had invested all the money she had managed to save in the past year.

The estate was her future dowry, and it absolutely must be built to surpass the Ye family’s estate.

Carefully picking fruits with baskets on the mountain, people filling baskets with pineapples and passion fruits were ready to carry them downhill.

The Tang Family’s guards began to descend the mountain, while the Meng family’s guards were frantically picking.

The Tang Family’s guards loaded the already picked fruits onto the carriages, placing the baskets on horsebacks.

The driver saw the horses were already fed with grass; he was just waiting for the master to declare a departure.

Meng family’s people had not yet returned with the fruits, and Young Madam Tang was not in a hurry to leave; she was keen on leaving together with the two siblings.

“Young Madam Tang, siblings from the Meng family, I’ve already had the kitchen prepare a feast. Please have a meal before you leave!”

Mrs. Li had long intended to ask them to stay. At this moment, as time had passed and the banquet at home was already bustling, seeing their intention to leave, she promptly urged them to stay.

“There’s no need to trouble you. With so many of us here, we can eat in town.”

Young Madam Tang did not wish to step into the Ye family’s small cottage again. After eating at the Ye family’s place, she might have to interact with the Ye family for an even longer time; this she did not desire.

“We won’t eat at your place; we will eat in town or back in the city.”

Meng Zhaojun was even less willing to enter the Ye home, her dislike stemming only from them being potential romantic rivals in the future.

“Mother, the wet nurse has already arranged everything for us to eat here; they have already prepared so many dishes, not eating would be disrespectful.”

“We don’t have to eat; let them eat it in the evening then! My son, bringing so many of us to someone’s home for a meal really troubles them, you should understand and be sensible, right?”

“Mother, I want to eat at the wet nurse’s home. The food at the wet nurse’s is much better than any restaurant in town!”

Tang Shunyan was adamant, and despite Young Madam Tang’s persuasions, her son was insistent on eating at the Ye family’s

Mrs. Li stood aside, not knowing what to say as her daughters watched the argument unfold, equally at a loss for words.

“Then we shall impose on you, aunty, and have our meal here before departing!”

Meng Ruixiang actually wanted to eat here, as he felt the food was delicious and did not want the Tang Family mother and son to argue.

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Since the Young Master of the Mengs had spoken thus, Meng Zhaojun found it difficult to object, and the Tangs could only comply.

The guards of the Mengs picked the fruit and came down the mountain, their foreheads covered in sweat, but they didn’t even have time to wipe it away, knowing their master had been waiting a long time, and hurried back to the side of the carriage.

They also placed the fruits that could be carried in the carriage, while those in baskets were placed on the horses.

“Let’s go! Weren’t we invited to have a meal?”

This sentence was spoken by Lady Tang to Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li nodded, boarded the ox-cart with her daughters, and returned home with the guests.

By this time, it was already noon, and Hongji had returned home from the timber mill.

With so many guests to feed at home, Hongji arranged to set up tents in the courtyard and designated an area in the small courtyard for dining, where the servants of the Tang and Meng families would eat.

Their chefs and maids would have their own small house restaurant to dine in.

Naturally, the host invited the guests into the living room to eat, and once everything was arranged, the food began to be served.

The adults from the Ye family and the guests’ adults ate at one table, with no separation of men and women; the children ate at a separate table also without separating the boys from the girls.

Lady Tang was used to wealthy families dining with men and women at separate tables, but when dining together with their own family members in her mother-in-law’s courtyard, there was no such separation.

At that moment, she felt somewhat uncomfortable but did not express it overtly. As a member of a wealthy family, when could she dine with common farmwives?

Seeing Mrs. Lai’s demeanor made her feel even less appetizing.

Mrs. Lai always smiled cheerfully facing Young Madam Tang, but how could she know that her guest harbored objections?

The servants set the table with a rich array of dishes, including stir-fried pork with cucumber, stir-fried pork with loofah, stir-fried beef with bitter melon, and various preparations of chicken, duck, and goose, such as stewed, steamed, roasted, and braised.

The host began inviting the guests to dine, and Lady Tang wiped her chopsticks with a napkin before picking up a piece of food to eat; it tasted good, on a par with their own family chef’s cooking.

She knew this might not be because of superior culinary skills but perhaps due to the quality of the ingredients. The vegetables grown by the family were also those the Tang family intended to purchase, especially their home-raised poultry, which tasted much better than that of the average farmer.

The Tang family also had another estate that raised poultry, but it was not as delicious, a mystery they could not understand. Their own farm produce could only be sold externally, yet they needed to buy from others, helping other families make money.

At the kids’ table, Meng Zhaojun wiped the seat with a napkin, then the chopsticks, before sitting down to eat. Dining here was not formal, and someone was helping to serve the dishes.

The workers from both families had already settled in the courtyard to eat. As hosts in the guest’s home, they couldn’t overdo it by eating while letting the workers starve.

Meng Zhaojun added a piece of melon to her dish, a piece of fried bitter melon with beef, not bitter but rather sweet from the fresh ingredients.

She used to dislike this type of melon, but today she chose this dish out of curiosity, the first time she picked it up.

Meng Ruixiang was not so particular, eating tastefully. He and Tang Shunyan sat together, eating their food and vegetables quickly, their movements matching each other’s pace.

The Ye Family’s sisters, used to eating dishes made at home, had adapted since their family became wealthy. There was always meat to eat, not like a year ago when they craved a piece of pork.

Their family had prospered, and after raising more poultry, they had eggs to eat every day and didn’t need to slaughter chickens, ducks, or geese daily. The fresh vegetables, however, fulfilled their appetite.

The lunch reception for the guards, maids, and drivers outside provided food satisfaction, something they had never experienced working for a wealthy family.