Ning Zheng was deeply moved. Being a Manor Lord really wasn't easy!
Fortunately, Jiu Cai Rong was dependable.
He had forcefully overruled all opposition, rejecting one absurd ancestor-worship proposal after another from the members of the Manor Council.
If he hadn't managed the Mountain Villa with such painstaking dedication, no one knew what it would have become.
Especially you, Su Yu Niang!
You were clever, but you were also the least dependable of them all.
Such a massive food-safety problem—and you had tried to cut corners while the Old Steward was away, all to save that flock of chickens and ducks?
Just as Ning Zheng was about to continue praising Jiu Cai Rong,
Jiu Cai Rong pondered for a moment before speaking ambiguously:
"We'll set aside the matter of saving money by offering our ancestors gutter meat and cesswater stinky tofu for now."
He paused, then swept his sharp gaze around. "I think we should make this magical artifact first. If we can't finish it by tomorrow, then all this thinking will be for nothing."
Su Yu Niang's expression immediately turned solemn. "That falls under my enchanter team's jurisdiction. I'll take those three Spirit Mushrooms and bring people to open the Three Flowers right away!"
Dao Jiujiu exhaled. "If she can produce enchanters, I'll immediately lead the blacksmith team in forging and try to finish the magical artifact before tomorrow."
Food God also began stating his position, speaking with a perfectly serious expression:
"If Dao Jiujiu can produce the Meat Field magical artifact, I'll immediately lead the cooks, hang from steel cables, and go to the bottom of the dormitory to cultivate and plant it, while testing the ingredients' properties."
"After all, gutter meat should be about the same as gutter oil. I'm best at using heavy oil and strong