Are You Really Going to Give Her That Much Fruit Every Day?

Madam Nie was taken aback by her question and said, "Is Rourou hungry? Then let's eat now."

Braised pork ribs, braised pork knuckle, poached chicken, steamed fish, braised beef, stir-fried pork kidneys, pan-fried fish fillets, and clear chicken soup.

Nie Rou looked at the table full of dishes and said:

"Grandma, why are you so biased? Why are you so good to Zhou Wanwan?"

For dinner, she ate shad, pigeon, soft-shelled turtle, venison, and shark fin.

What are we eating?

Madam Nie rubbed her temples and said:

"You mean Zhou Wanwan ate this for dinner? How is that possible?"

Every day, we prepare one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and a few bowls of rice for her.

How could they possibly eat so well?

Nie Rou said, "There's a wide variety of fruit for dinner, grapes, pears, and I even saw lychees! I haven't had lychees in ages."

Madam Nie frowned and said, "This was prepared for her by her family; we can't do that now."

Nie Rou pouted, finished her dinner, and looked at Madam Nie, saying, "Grandma, I don't want to live in that dilapidated courtyard. I think Zhou Wanwan's courtyard is quite nice."

Madam Nie looked at her and said, "Her courtyard is the most dilapidated and run-down in our family. What kind of taste do you have?"

Nie Rou frowned and said:

"I've seen it. Her yard is full of rare and precious flowers and plants, and the pavilion is quite nice too."

And the house was filled with all sorts of expensive furniture, much better than my yard."

Madam Nie didn't believe it at all. She said, "Then let's go and see!"

Madam Nie led Nie Rou slowly into the courtyard. As soon as they entered, they saw the courtyard full of precious flowers and plants.

A cool breeze wafted from the pavilion not far away, where ice basins sat quietly in the corner.

Zhou Wanwan was leaning against the porch, surrounded by several maids. Watermelon and peaches were laid out on the table.

Madam Nie said coldly, "You've managed this courtyard quite well!"

Zhou Wanwan laughed and said, "It's alright! You can't exactly live in a room full of dust and cobwebs, can you?"

Madam Nie sneered:

I thought you came here to suffer.

I never expected you to be living such a comfortable life, more so than anyone else. You've practically come here to enjoy yourself.

From today onwards, this courtyard will be for Nie Rou to live in.

You will obediently serve as Nie Rou's personal maid and take care of her daily needs.

Nie Rou said smugly, "Zhou Wanwan, from now on you're my personal maid. Do you even deserve to eat watermelon?"

She grabbed a large watermelon from the side and started scooping it out with the spoon next to her.

As she ate, she exclaimed, "This watermelon is so sweet! I've never eaten such a delicious watermelon before!"

I never expected she could eat a whole watermelon. After finishing the watermelon, she started eating lychees, and after finishing the lychees, she started eating the cantaloupe next to it. She just kept eating and eating.

Zhou Wanwan stared blankly at her, while Nie Rou said smugly, "Zhou Wanwan, these fruits taste pretty good. Starting tomorrow, there should be this much fruit every day."

Zhou Wanwan rolled her eyes and said, "Sure! As long as you can eat it, I'll prepare it for you every day, and it'll be lots of meat and fish every day, how about that?"

Nie Rou looked at her and snorted, "You're smart enough to know what's good for you. I'm going to sleep now."

She went straight into the room, and when she saw the bed, her eyes lit up.

In Zhou Wanwan's room, there was a large bed made entirely of golden sandalwood.

The bedding and blankets were all made of the finest goose down, so light and soft that it was incredibly comfortable to lie on.

After giving her instructions, Madam Nie turned and left.

Seeing that Madam Nie had left, Nie Rou immediately became smug and was about to pounce on Zhou Wanwan's large bed made of golden nanmu wood.

Suddenly, an invisible force struck her, and the Old Scholar Tree knocked her unconscious to the ground.

Zhou Wanwan looked at Nie Rou lying on the ground and said, "Just let her lie there!"

Zheng Xing'an, who was standing next to her, asked with some confusion, "Miss, do you really want to give her so much fruit every day?"

Zhou Wanwan nodded slightly:

"She wants to eat, so why shouldn't I let her? Let her eat more so she can grow strong and fat."

From now on, whenever she comes, I'll treat her to lavish meals, give her whatever she wants to eat, and provide her with plenty of desserts and pastries.

Zhou Wanwan's body is different from others; how could an average person's body withstand eating fruit and snacks every day?

These things are all too sweet, too high in sugar.

Zhou Wanwan is different because she has to charge the tree every day, which consumes too much energy.

Eating these things every day is only good for her health.

Moreover, she practices kung fu for half an hour every night, so she doesn't gain weight even though she eats a lot.

But it's different for others.

Zhou Wanwan returned to the mountain village that night, and the Old Scholar Tree moved her house there back as well.

She hadn't been back to the mountain stronghold for a long time, and when she arrived, she found her study brightly lit.

She went to the window and saw, to her surprise, all the court officials were sitting in the imperial study.

As Zhou Wanwan entered, all the ministers kowtowed and bowed, saying, "Your subjects pay their respects to Your Majesty, long live the King! Long live the King! Long live the King!"

Zhou Wanwan still thinks that these ministers all have a work addiction.

He still can't let go of his official position, and in order to have a job, he even had the audacious idea of putting her on the throne.

She sat on the dragon throne and said, "Why are you all still up so late?"

Zhao Muyuan sighed and said:

"It's because the situation outside is getting more and more chaotic, and the number of disaster victims is increasing."

But if we were really asked to do disaster relief, we'd be completely overwhelmed!

Zhou Wanwan looked at them and asked, "Are the vegetables and fruits in our mountain village alright?"

Zhao Muyuan nodded and said:

The vegetables and fruits in our mountain village are quite good.

Especially the fruit trees on the mountain, which don't need artificial watering and grow naturally, produce sweet and crisp fruit.

Zhou Wanwan nodded and said:

"That's good, that's good. We still have plenty of food, especially with the help of sweet potatoes."

My idea is to take some sweet potatoes, add some sweet potato leaves, and then cook some coarse rice into porridge, and distribute the porridge to the disaster victims every day.

Otherwise, those disaster victims probably wouldn't have survived.

Zhao Muyuan looked at Zhou Wanwan and said, "We never expected His Majesty to care so much about the people. We truly admire him!"

Zhou Wanwan sighed helplessly and said:

"What's there to admire? I had no choice. If there were too many refugees here and they couldn't survive, wouldn't they come to our Black Wind Stronghold?"

The trees on our mountain are much more lush than in other places.

"People are capable of anything when they're desperate. What if they rush up the mountain?"

Zhou Wanwan naturally felt sorry for the disaster victims, but this was the most crucial reason.

If we want to make the counterfeit industry develop better, we must solve the current problems.

The ministers nodded repeatedly:

"Your Majesty's considerations are far too comprehensive."

But I always felt we couldn't keep giving out porridge forever; we couldn't sustain that long!