The little one's purse connects the two worlds, turning a desolate village into a paradise.

"Are you alright, Chuntao?" Granny Liu reached out to help her up.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just didn't expect this round board to still be able to move." Ji Chuntao steadied herself and tried pushing it a couple more times.

Now it's clear that the circular plate can indeed rotate flexibly, and there must be a mechanism designed underneath.

Why make a perfectly good desktop into two round panels of different heights, with the taller, smaller round panel being sturdy and able to rotate?

Ji Chuntao frowned and pondered as she wiped the table.

However, the fact that it can rotate saves her the trouble of walking around; after wiping this piece, she can simply pull it over to move the dirty piece over there.

Move it over here.

If the person doesn't move, the table will.

A brilliant idea flashed through Ji Chuntao's mind. She bent down, placed the small basin of water on the small round board, and with a push of her hand, the basin could be moved to the opposite position as the board rotated.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she realized: So that's its purpose! The people over there are so clever!

"Aunt Chuntao, what's wrong?" Ya Ya came closer, looking curiously at Ji Chuntao's excited face. "Is this board bad? Should we ask Uncle Zhao and the others to take it off?"

"Should I dismantle this? I'll give it a try." Zhao Hu pulled out an entrenching tool.

"No, no, no! Please don't take it apart!" Ji Chuntao quickly slapped Zhao Hu's hand away, her brow furrowed, and said urgently, "This is a rare item, don't break it!"

"Come on, little girl, sit here." Ji Chuntao pulled over a chair for Ya Ya to sit down, then quickly wiped the table clean and ran to the stove to get two bowls.

A small bowl was placed on a lower, round plate in front of Ya Ya, and another small, round plate was placed on the opposite side of the table. Pointing to the tabletop, the speaker patiently explained, "Look, we put the rice bowl on this stationary outer ring of the table, and the dishes are placed on this rotating plate in the middle."

If the dishes are placed far away and out of reach, simply rotate the round plate like this, and the dishes will be right in front of you, making them much more convenient to eat.

As she spoke, Ji Chuntao slowly turned the small round plate with her hand, and the large bowl that was originally far away from Ya Ya slowly turned over.

"My God, this table is amazing!"

"It will be more convenient to pick up food without having to get up, and my sleeves won't get wet with soup or water if I'm not careful."

Everyone in the courtyard gasped in amazement, marveling at the sight.

Ya Ya's eyes lit up, and she clapped her little hands excitedly: "Wow, this little round plate is so useful! From now on, I won't have to bother Grandma and Auntie to pick up food for me at meals. I can just turn it and reach the food I want!"

"Yes, that makes sense." Ji Chuntao rubbed Ya Ya's little head.

Zhao Hu bent over and looked between the two boards. What kind of mechanism was there that made it turn so smoothly? Was it the same principle as the millstone's axle?

"Come on, lend a hand and move the old table to the corner. We'll use this big round table for meals from now on; it's spacious and convenient!" Ji Chuntao called out to everyone to come forward and help. Soon, the tables and chairs were rearranged.

"I'll go cook, we'll eat at the new table for lunch!" Ji Chuntao finished her work and hurriedly got up to go to the stove.

Ya Ya followed behind Ji Chun Tao, calling out, "Aunt Chun Tao!"

"What's wrong, little girl? Is there anything else you need your aunt to do? Just tell me."

"Aunt Chuntao, I bought so much food, all from the night market stalls. There's stinky tofu, stinky snail rice noodles, big meat skewers, meatballs, grilled fuzz..." As she spoke, Ya Ya took out a serving of snail rice noodles and placed it on the edge of the stove.

Ji Chuntao wrinkled her nose as a strange smell, a mixture of sourness and fermentation, wafted towards her.

It's sour with a hint of stench, spicy with a hint of fragrance, and strangely peculiar.

She leaned closer to examine it. It looked like rice noodles with chili oil, and there were strands of some unknown material cut into thin strips on top. The stench seemed to be coming from those strips.

"What kind of food is this? It smells so strange. Has it gone bad from being left out for too long?"

"No, this is the taste. Grandma Duck loves it. It's called snail rice noodles." Ya Ya quickly corrected the name of snail rice noodles.

Ji Chuntao leaned forward again, looking at the bowl of bright red broth and scattered chili flakes: "Nannan, are you planning to share it with everyone?"

Ya Ya nodded. "Auntie, I bought a lot of bowls, and also a lot of stinky tofu. I wanted to ask you when you're going to serve everyone something nice."

Ji Chuntao picked up a few pieces with her chopsticks and tasted them. Her eyes lit up. "The taste is really unique, but it's a bit too oily and spicy. How about this, Nannan, let's skip it for today. In a couple of days, when Xinghua and the others have recovered and are no longer on dietary restrictions, we can have a big feast together, okay?"

"Okay! I'll listen to Auntie!" Ya Ya waved her little hand and put the snail rice noodles back into her spatial storage.

Ji Chuntao picked up the spatula to scrub the pot and turn on the stove, when she heard Ya Ya excitedly say, "Auntie, I also bought a lot of pretty fabrics."

As he spoke, he pulled out a square piece of colored silk.

The purple, exotic-colored silk shimmered and gleamed in the midday light, its delicate luster almost dazzling Ji Chuntao's eyes.

Her hand trembled, and she nearly dropped the spatula: "What... what kind of fabric is this? Brocade? Silk?"

Such beautiful, glowing fabric could only be used by daughters of officials!

Ji Chuntao didn't dare touch the cloth in Ya Ya's hand.

Such fine cloth could only be woven by the government; the harvest from an acre of land couldn't even buy one bolt.

For people like them, just catching a glimpse from afar is already an incredible stroke of luck, something they can brag about for ages in the village.

Ya Ya looked around and found there was nowhere to put the fabric, so she put it back into her space and scratched the back of her head: "I don't know what kind of fabric it is, but it's very pretty and shiny, and it's much more expensive than scraps of cloth."

Aunt Chuntao, I want to use this fabric to make a dress for Sister Hemiao and Auntie, in the style we have here. I've never seen anyone wearing a pleated skirt and a jacket over there!

These fabrics would make a really nice dress.

When Ji Chuntao heard that the clothes weren't bought to make clothes for the villagers, she wasn't worried at all; on the contrary, she breathed a sigh of relief. They were people who had to work every day, and if she really bought them clothes, they would be reluctant to wear them and would feel bad about wasting the fabric.

It would be perfect to make this for Fairy Sister and Auntie Nannan.

"Alright, Auntie, after you finish your work this afternoon, call Grandma Wang, Xinghua, and Gouya, and we'll all work together to make clothes. More people means more hands, and we can't waste such good material."

Then she remembered something else and frowned, instructing, "By the way, making clothes requires measurements. Unlike pants over there that can be rolled up, ours are too big and can be cumbersome. If they're too small, it restricts movement. Do you have their measurements?"

Ya Ya looked blankly at her: "No."

"Then, little girl, remember to bring that little green ruler. Find the fairy sisters to take your measurements and write them down. Once we have the measurements, we can start cutting the fabric right away."

"good!"