The two ordered the Red Oil Beef Bohua Gong—hot pot in An Country was called Bohua Gong. The meat slices were repeatedly stirred in the hot soup, and the color of the meat slices was like rosy clouds, hence the name “Bohua Gong”.

Originally, Yu Shu was going to order a Mandarin Duck pot, but the sweet and greasy taste in his mouth hadn’t dissipated yet, so he followed Yan Jin and ordered the red pot.

Soon, the waiter brought the ingredients and operated skillfully.

Quickly, the pot started boiling, with red oil rolling with chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, and other seasonings. The steaming white smoke mixed with heat and spiciness made the audience in the live broadcast room couldn’t help swallowing.

The two were eating deliciously when they suddenly heard someone talking at the next table.

“In my opinion, our county magistrate is a good official, but unfortunately, she gave birth to four sons in a row before finally having a daughter, and the daughter is idle all day long.”

According to the ranking, this daughter of the county magistrate happened to be ranked fifth.

Yan Jin suddenly thought of Daoist Zhou Xiaowu, whom she had seen at noon.

Someone echoed, “That’s right, she’s already of age for the capping ceremony, but she still skips classes and idles around every day, wasting the good spot at Qingsong Academy.”

Another person had a new idea, “Hey, do you think it might be because when the county magistrate’s daughter was named, it wasn’t done well?”

Someone beside was curious, “What do you mean?”

“Think about it, clouds are unsteady and fleeting, but the county magistrate happened to name her daughter Nong Yun (playing with clouds).” That person clicked her tongue, “Nong Yun, Nong Yun, but how can clouds possibly be grasped in one’s hand?”

Yan Jin turned her head and smiled at the few women who were talking, cupping her hands, “Ladies, I just moved to Yongning County and don’t know much about this place. May I ask the noble surname and name of your county magistrate?”

“You’re too polite, Miss.” Those few women saw Yan Jin’s bright smile and extraordinary bearing, and also politely returned the greeting with cupped hands, “Our county magistrate’s surname is Zhou, given name Ming.”

Daoist Zhou Xiaowu said her full name was Zhou Nong, which was just one character different from the county magistrate’s daughter, and she was obviously wearing a disguise when they met in the morning.

She probably wasn’t pretending to be a Daoist for the first time, so it made sense that she was idle and didn’t attend to proper business.

It seemed that Daoist Zhou Xiaowu was actually Zhou Nongyun, the daughter of the county magistrate of Yongning.

If she couldn’t meet the county magistrate later, she might be able to start with Daoist Zhou Xiaowu.

Having gotten the answer in her heart, Yan Jin bowed again to those few women, “Thank you, ladies, for telling me.”

Although Yan Jin and Yu Shu were both very satisfied with this Bohua Gong meal, when they came out of Shi Wei Xian and saw the various snack stalls on both sides of the street, they couldn’t resist eating a bit more.

Passing by a tavern with a few gardenia lanterns hanging outside, and the lanterns were covered with a layer of bamboo-woven round lids ②, the two smelled a strange fragrance and thought it might be a specialty food store, so they looked at each other and decided to go in and eat a little more.

But the welcoming waiter at the door glanced at Yu Shu and inexplicably said to Yan Jin, “Have fun, dear guest.”

“Fun?” Yan Jin: “What fun? The two of us are here to eat.”

The waiter smiled at once, “Dear guest, I can tell at a glance that you don’t usually come to our kind of establishment.”

“I am indeed coming for the first time.” Yan Jin was clueless, “Is there anything special about your shop?”

The waiter leaned close to Yan Jin’s ear and said ambiguously, “Our shop has good-looking young men to accompany you.”