Although the place Chen Liujin had recommended was merely a household in the village, the owner's cooking was excellent. Jingchu specialties such as net-clad mandarin fish, fish cakes, stewed fish, purse-shaped meatballs, and steamed pork with rice flour could rival those served at some star-rated restaurants. Chu Chen and the others once again experienced the truth of the saying, "The real masters are among the people."
Besides enjoying the delicious food, everyone also witnessed firsthand what a true "rice barrel" was. The rice Chen Liujin ate really did require a barrel to hold. Roughly estimating its weight, it was certainly no less than five jin, if not six. Everyone was left dumbfounded.
"What a satisfying meal!"
Chen Liujin patted his stomach and let out a contented sigh. Then he said to the homeowner, "Third Brother, is the food I asked you to prepare ready?"
"It's been ready for a long time, but your stomach..."
The homeowner glanced at Chen Liujin's belly, looking somewhat worried. Although Chen Liujin had eaten at his house several times before, he usually ate only three jin of rice, which was already astonishing. Today, he had gone straight for more than five jin. It was truly frightening, and the homeowner feared Chen Liujin's stomach might burst.
Chen Liujin smiled and waved his hand. "Don't worry. I can eat even more than this. Besides, this food isn't for me."
"All right, suit yourself..."
Carrying the prepared food, the group left and headed for Lian Youshui's home.
"Little Chen, this food is for Lian Youshui?" Qiao Qingtai asked.
Chen Liujin gave a smug smile. "Of course. If we want to move him, we have to appeal to both emotion and reason. I found out yesterday which dishes Lian Youshui likes. He's extremely frugal, and he normally can't bear