A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

"Hmm?" Han Mo picked up a few pieces of mushrooms.

As soon as you put it in your mouth, a delicate fragrance spreads throughout your mouth, eventually transforming into the unique umami flavor of mushrooms.

He tried other dishes, and they were all delicious, and the taste was even better than that of the chefs at state banquets.

Han Mo couldn't help but glance at Qiao An a few more times.

Dan Cuilan is old and has a poor appetite, so even if the food is delicious, she can't eat much.

She soon started chatting with Joan about everyday things.

Han Mo listened from the side, while Xiao Yuan ate in silence, completely oblivious to the noise.

"You mean you bought all these clothes in Guangyun City?" Shan Cuilan was surprised. "That's so far away, you're quite bold for a young girl like you."

"It's quite safe. My two younger brothers are with me, so everything's fine," Qiao An said with a smile.

"Your man is the same, he doesn't even come all this way with you." Shan Cuilan pouted.

"Grandma, my husband is also a soldier. He's not by my side. If he were, he would definitely be with me."

Qiao An explained on behalf of Huo Jiyun.

Hearing this, Han Mo, who had been silent all along, couldn't help but interject and ask.

"Where is your husband serving in the military? What is his rank?"

Qiao An answered truthfully, "Northwest Army. I don't know the specific unit or his position, but they all call him Regiment Commander."

"Commander?"

Han Mo was somewhat skeptical; Qiao An looked to be only in her early twenties.

Her husband is no older than thirty.

A 30-year-old regimental commander is truly rare.

How old is he this year?

"I'm 28 years old (by Chinese reckoning)."

"So young, yet already a regimental commander." Han Mo's eyes changed, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Is his surname Huo?"

Joan was genuinely surprised this time. "How did you know? My husband's name is Huo Jiyun."

"So it was that kid." A smile appeared on Han Mo's face.

Dan Cuilan interrupted him impatiently, "Look at you, you even checked my household registration."

"Mom, I was just asking, why are you so anxious?" Han Mo chuckled.

"Joan's husband is no ordinary man."

"Two years ago, when Wu Yingguo, the commander of the Northwest Army, brought his men to Beijing for a meeting, I met that kid Huo Jiyun."

"When Wu Yingguo mentioned him, he was very proud of himself. He was a regimental commander at a young age and a combat hero of the Northwest Army."

"I jokingly told Wu Yingguo that I wanted to transfer Huo Jiyun to my side, and that old bastard actually got angry with me."

Han Mo turned to look at Qiao An, "I never expected to meet Huo Jiyun's wife in Pingjing today. What a coincidence."

"Given his rank, you should be able to join the army by now, so why are you still in your hometown?"

Qiao An explained to Huo Jiyun, "He hadn't had time to submit the report in the past few years, and I should be going to Chehe County by the end of this year."

"Being a military dependent isn't easy," Shan Cuilan said, holding Qiao An's hand.

Her husband was a soldier, and her son was also a soldier; she knew all too well the hardships they faced.

"It's alright, I'm quite busy too, and I don't really think about him."

Qiao An's words made Shan Cuilan feel even more sorry for her.

Then she thought about how she hadn't seen her husband for four years, and how that was no different from being a widow.

Han Mo, however, looked at Qiao An differently.

A woman, who ran a stall in the canteen of a machine tool factory, even dared to source goods from Guangyun City and sell them in Pingjing.

Most men don't have that kind of courage and boldness.

If Huo Jiyun hadn't beaten him to it, Han Mo would have introduced his son to Qiao An.

Such a wonderful girl is a rare find.

After dinner, it was already late.

Shan Cuilan hadn't seen her son for a long time, so she must have a lot to say.

Joan took the pineapple, mango, and dried tangerine peel from the tricycle to the main room.

"Grandma, Uncle Han, these are the fruits I brought back from Guangyun City."

"This is aged tangerine peel. You can soak it in water and drink it; it's good for your throat."

Shan Cuilan felt even more embarrassed when she saw this.

Han Mo, on the contrary, had an idea.

"Joan, I'd like to ask you for a favor these next few days. Consider it a personal request."

"Please speak."

"My nanny won't be able to come to our house for three days. Can you cook for my mom during those three days?"

"Han Mo, this won't do! Qiao An is busy selling clothes, don't make things difficult for her!" Shan Cuilan scolded sharply.

"Okay, no problem. I didn't want to eat out anyway, but I was worried about where to cook."

Joan didn't find it troublesome at all; on the contrary, she felt it was convenient for her.

"Grandma, I'm telling the truth. I don't like the food sold outside. It's not as good as what I cook." Qiao An pulled Shan Cuilan's arm and shook it.

Dan Cuilan was amused by her appearance and said, "Alright, alright, then I'll have to trouble you these next few days."

"Thank you, Comrade Xiao Qiao," Han Mo said to her.

"Uncle Han, please don't be so polite. I'll head back now. You all should rest at home."

After saying that, Qiao An quickly walked out of the main room.

When the two young soldiers saw her, they immediately went to move the vehicle.

They ate three bowls of rice during that meal just now.

The braised pork ribs were so delicious, and the stir-fried mushrooms were so fresh they made my eyebrows fall off.

Not to mention braised pig's head with cabbage and glass noodles, it's a dish that goes perfectly with rice.

Upon hearing that Qiao An would be cooking for three days, the two of them couldn't hide their smiles.

It was past seven o'clock when Joan returned to the guesthouse.

She knocked on Feng Sanqiang's door.

Once inside, the three of them started calculating the money and dividing the commission.

For the next few days, Joan did not eat with them.

After selling clothes in the morning, she went to Shan Cuilan's place to cook.

I'll make another meal tonight.

She was worried that the two young soldiers had big appetites and wouldn't have enough to eat, so she would give them several large steamed buns that she had prepared herself back in her hometown every day.

After a while, the two young soldiers started calling her "Sister An" whenever they saw her, as if she were their own sister.

The nanny arrived on the morning of the fourth day, and Joanne stopped cooking.

But at noon, Shan Cuilan went to the alley entrance and invited Qiao An to her home for lunch.

I ate this for a whole week.

It's been more than ten days since Qiao Anjin arrived in Beijing, and he has sold three-quarters of his batch of goods.

That night, she counted money on her social media account until her hands cramped up.

In those twelve days, after deducting all costs, she earned 72652 yuan.

Adding the money she earned in Jinshui Town, she now has over 90,000 yuan in savings.

This net worth is probably not much even in Beijing.

Qiao An looked at the stacks of money and chuckled.

Counting the days, I have an exam the day after tomorrow.

Once she obtains the special worker's certificate, she can openly and legitimately request a car from the provincial capital.

Who knows, I might be able to make a lot of money with this certificate in the future.

The day before the exam, she didn't go to sell clothes, nor did she ask Feng Sanqiang and Dabao to go.

She took the two of them to the most famous roast duck restaurant in Pyeongkol.

The three of them ordered a roast duck, a plate of Kung Pao chicken, and a plate of stir-fried shredded pork with vinegar.

Thin lotus leaf pancakes dipped in sweet bean sauce, two cucumber strips, three scallion shreds, and finally a few slices of roast duck with skin on.

He wrapped it up with his hand and put it in his mouth.

The taste was truly indescribable.

Qiao An had eaten roast duck in her past life, but she had long forgotten what it tasted like.

"Big sister, this is delicious!" Feng Sanqiang and Da Bao wolfed down their food, their eating manners were not very elegant.

A few glamorous girls were sitting at a table not far away.

One of the young women, wearing a blue dress, looked in Joan's direction and frowned.

"What a bunch of bumpkins."

Several people followed her gaze and covered their mouths to laugh.

"These days, it seems like anyone can come to Heijing."