Old Master Gu gazed fervently at the basket on her back. “Do you have any good things? My wife has been ill lately. I want some nicer food to nourish her, but such things are hard to find. There's more food on the black market now, but rare items remain rare.”

With the bountiful harvest, there was naturally more food on the black market, but rare items like meat and fruits remained rare and difficult to obtain.

Old Master Guo wanted some. Although he had money, he might not be able to obtain much.

More importantly, his wife liked the things that Gu Qingyao had given him. Gu Qingyao's items just seemed nicer than other people's items.

The new year was almost here, so Old Master Guo had been waiting for Gu Qingyao!

Gu Qingyao laughed. She had a good impression of this old man who doted on his wife. He was also from Shanghai, like her grandmother, which made her like him even more.

“Has Grandma Guo been ill? Is it serious?”

Old Master Guo sighed. “Ai… it's a chronic illness. We're old, and our bodies are breaking down. Her problem is an emotional one. It can't be cured.

“I want to find some nice food to nourish her. Girl, if you have any, you must certainly give it to me!”

Gu Qingyao thought for a while. “Grandfather Guo, what would you like?”

Old Master Guo immediately responded, “Do you have chicken? Ideally an old hen, so I can make chicken soup for my wife. Pork ribs will do too.”

Gu Qingyao said, “I do.”

Gu Qingyao took two ceramic jars from the large basket on Mo Beihan's back. Actually, she took them from her inters.p.a.ce and handed them to Old Master Guo.

“These contain chicken soup made from an old hen, and pork rib soup. I specially prepared them for old people like you. I've already boiled the soup, so you only have to warm it up when you get home. That reduces the smell so you won't attract attention.”

Old Master Guo was delighted. “Oh, wonderful. Girl, your cooking is incomparable. After my wife drank your chicken soup and your pork rib soup, she doesn't want to eat anyone else's cooking.”

Gu Qingyao said, “It's great that Grandma Guo likes it. I have thirty eggs here. Do you want some, Grandfather?”

“Yes, yes! I'll take them all! The new year is almost here. I have to get her something better.”

Gu Qingyao handed him the things. Old Master Guo always paid generously and he treated Gu Qingyao with sincerity. The things he brought out each time always satisfied Gu Qingyao.

The two of them shopped around for a while longer, then they went to the post office to send some things to Eldest Uncle's family. To their surprise, they received a letter from the family, and Mo Beihan received a parcel.

It was an enormous parcel that Old Master Mo had sent from the capital.

Since Mo Beihan was heading to the salvage station to get some old furniture, and to buy two bunk beds, he simply borrowed a large cart from the salvage station, put everything on it and pulled it back.

They only reached the Mo house in the afternoon.

When the children saw them, they immediately came over to help.

They moved the two beds into the house first. Some of the old furniture had been dismantled and they had to rea.s.semble it themselves.

The two chests were in fairly good condition. They just had to move them in and they were ready to use.

When the beds were made, Mo Beihan said with a smile, “This is great. All of you have your own beds. In the future, you must tidy them yourselves. Do you hear me?”

The children were especially obedient towards Mo Beihan. When they heard that, they immediately nodded compliantly.

Mu Mu looked at Gu Qingyao wistfully and pitifully.

“Young Aunt, Youngest Uncle won't bring me whenever he visits you.”

Mo Beihan: “…”