Probably due to working in the kitchen, Zhai Xiaofeng looks like she gained more than 10 pounds, and her face is clean and fair.
If not for the rough hands revealing her living conditions, anyone would think she's a very fortunate woman.
Wu Lan quickly asked, "Is it a lot? Why didn't you say a word? Luckily, Qiaoqiao rode over here."
Zhai Xiaofeng shook her head, "It's just some rice flour, grain, oil, and seasoning, nothing big."
Wu Lan immediately let out a sigh of relief, "Oh, Master Jiang left me a list before leaving, asking me to check it. I thought there were other things."
Rice flour, grain, and oil are heavy, and villagers wouldn't bother coming to steal them, so why move them up and down? What's the point?
"Why not just leave them on the mountain for now? There are a few dogs guarding them, they won't get lost."
But as she said this, Zhai Xiaofeng felt embarrassed instead.
