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Chapter 93: Author

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ye Ling felt a bit embarrassed to let Yu Huan pay, so she said, “I’ll buy those two chickens myself.”

Yu Huan stopped Ye Ling, who was about to get up and pay and pouted. “What? Are you underestimating my financial strength? I haven’t even paid the consultation fee for you to treat my body. Keep your wallet well today and don’t worry about anything.”

Yu Huan’s tone was confident, and Ye Ling didn’t insist any further. They sat and waited for a while until the boss brought a plate of sliced salted chicken.

Yu Huan pointed at the plate of salted chicken with her chopsticks and said, “The reason why Chen County’s salted chicken is famous is because they use local chickens. While there are imitations in other places, they don’t use chickens raised in Chen County, so the taste isn’t authentic.”

The boss, who hadn’t gone far, heard Yu Huan’s words and turned to them with a smile. “Young girl, you know a lot. Do you know why the chickens in Chen County are different from those in other places?”

Yu Huan put down her chopsticks, placed her hands on her hiDS, and with a hint of pride, said she wasn’t stumped by the boss’s question.

“Because the chickens in Chen County like to eat a special kind of millet that’s rare elsewhere. I checked so information, and a few hundred years ago, Chen County often suffered from famines. Ordinary grains were susceptible to bad weather, so the county magistrate encouraged farrs to grow a type of unappetizing millet. Though unpalatable, this millet was hardy and could survive.”

The boss looked surprised at Yu Huan’s knowledge. He nodded and said, “That’s true. Later, although famines were rare, planting this millet beca a local habit. Since the millet was unappetizing for people, it was used to feed the chickens. Who would have thought that the chickens raised on this millet would be exceptionally tender and flavorful? That’s why Chen County’s chickens are famous.”

Ye Ling listened to their conversation and learned sothing new. She picked up her chopsticks, took a bite of the salted chicken, and indeed found the at to be tender and fragrant.

The boss went back to serving other custors. As Ye Ling enjoyed the tasty salted chicken, she looked at Yu Huan curiously. “How do you know so much?”

Yu Huan continued eating, answering, “How can a local literature writer not Imow about the events on the land?”

Ye Ling was montarily surprised. A local literature writer?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Yu Huan explained, “Oh, I forgot to tell you. I’m a writer. ”

Ye Ling’s eyes lit up, and she praised, “Impressive!”

Yu Huan grinned, “Not really, I don’t have any major works or fa yet, but that’s temporary. You should know that good works require ti to mature. We can’t rush it.”

Ye Ling wasn’t well-versed in literature, but her mother, Ye Zhen, enjoyed reading. She rembered her mother’s room with two tall bookshelves full of various books. Among them were even so rare ancient texts.

After her mother passed away, her father, Fang Ke, sold all the books, and the bookshelves were dismantled.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling’s expression dimd a little.

After finishing their al, Ye Ling and Yu Huan were extrely full. Yu Huan wiped her mouth contentedly. “Salted chicken is delicious, but it tastes even better when shared with a good friend.” Ye Ling savored Yu Huan’s words.

Friend, it truly was a wonderful term.

Yu Huan initially wanted to go to the fabric market, but on the way, they heard that the market was undergoing governnt regulation, leading many fabric rchants to temporarily close.

Yu Huan was a bit disappointed, “Then let’s skip it and head ho directly.”

Ye Ling consoled her, “Next ti we can go.”

They retraced their steps, changed vehicles, and got off the main road near the town. After walking for over an hour, they could almost see the rooftops of Willow Village.

Panting, Yu Huan said, “In the past, I used to go on the first day and return the next. Today, I ended up walking twice on the mountain road! If it were the old , I’d have already collapsed from exhaustion. But now, I can persevere. It seems my body has truly beco stronger.”

Ye Ling wiped the sweat off her forehead and said, “If you can go for a run every day, your health will improve.”

As they were chatting, Ye Ling’s voice suddenly vanished, and Yu Huan noticed

Ye Ling’s expression stiffen.. “What’s wrong?”

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