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

Ji Chuntao focused on teaching Sanya how to wrap proper mountain and sea bags. After they were all wrapped, she went back to look at the oddly shaped works of the little ones.

Those that weren't sealed tightly or had leaks were all repaired and put into a basket and then steamed.

The firewood crackled and burned in the stove, and steam rose from the gaps in the wicker basket, releasing a rich aroma of fish and shrimp, mixed with the fragrance of wild vegetables and bamboo shoots.

Around the sofa, grandparents skillfully weave straw sandals with fodder, something that seems to have become a part of their daily lives.

"The fifty pairs of blue shoes for Fairy He Miao should be finished by tomorrow. One of the straws was a slightly off-color, so we had to redo two pairs," Old Sun whispered to the village chief, telling him about the progress.

"We've also made a small portion of the remaining 300 pairs of items. Once we finish the blue batch, we'll concentrate our manpower to catch up on that batch."

"Alright, just keep a close eye on things. This is our Lotus Village's long-term business. No matter how long they've been cooperating with us or how big their orders are, every pair of shoes that leaves Lotus Village, regardless of quality, color, or style, must be handled with utmost care." The village chief tapped his large pipe.

He hadn't lit this pipe for almost half a year, and he had even forgotten what tobacco tasted like, but he still habitually held it in his hand.

The steaming time for the mountain and sea peas was not long, about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, when Ji Chuntao lifted the lid.

A cloud of steam billowed out, and the originally translucent mung bean noodles became warm and glossy. The triangular ones had neat, sharp edges, while the pouch-shaped ones were round and plump, tied with bright green vegetable stalks. The children's noodles, which were crooked and crooked, lay on half of the basket. Although their shapes were a bit strange, none of them were torn.

The filling was cooked in a pouch, and the delicious broth seeped into the inner wall of the rice noodle skin.

Ji Chuntao picked up one, blew on it to cool it down a bit, and then put it in her mouth.

The mung bean flour skin is thin and chewy, soft and bouncy with a subtle bean aroma, and not sticky at all. A gentle bite breaks the thin skin, and the savory juice sealed inside slides into the gaps between the teeth. With a slight sip, the sweet and delicious broth flows down the throat. Next, biting into the filling, the finely chopped river shrimp and minced fish are tender and flavorful, accompanied by crisp bamboo shoot pieces that crunch in the mouth.

The unique sweetness of the water chestnut is not overwhelmed; the fresh aroma is layered upon layered, creating a unique flavor reminiscent of the mountains and forests—it's delicious.

At the edge of the cutting board, Ya Ya, Xiao Shuanzi, and Xiao Douzi peered eagerly at Ji Chuntao as she tried the food.

Upon hearing the sound of someone slurping soup, everyone nearby swallowed hard.

After carefully tasting it, Ji Chuntao's eyes lit up, and she nodded in satisfaction.

"Master, how does it taste?" Sanya asked softly from the side.

"Delicious!" Ji Chuntao nodded as she took a large wooden plate and quickly picked out several sea cucumbers and placed them on the plate.

"Aunt Chuntao, Master Chuntao, I want to make the one I made myself!" Ya Ya jumped up and down twice, trying to see which one she made in the steam.

"Me too!" Several children clamored, specifically asking for the ones they had made themselves.

"Okay, okay, we have them all, don't rush."

The others in the courtyard had just eaten porridge and their stomachs weren't empty, but the aroma was so enticing that they couldn't help but glance at the stove during breaks from work.

When Xiaodouzi was given out, Ji Chuntao paused with the wooden clothespin in her hand, then turned to Dr. Chen, who was reading in the yard: "Uncle Chen! Xiaodouzi's rash... can he eat Shanhaidou? It has small fish and shrimp in it."

Under Xiaodouzi's expectant gaze, Dr. Chen slowly but firmly shook his head: "No, the rash hasn't gone away yet, so you can't touch any of the foods that might trigger it."

Little Bean's expression instantly changed from •ᵕ• to •﹏•.

Everyone in the yard received one, except for Xiaodouzi.

Everyone bit into the bag, and the aroma of fresh food filled the air.

Ya Ya held her little plate, looked at Xiao Douzi who was holding an empty plate and was battling with the aroma in the air, thought for two seconds, and then put a bright red apple on Xiao Douzi's plate.

"Little Bean, eat this, it's an apple. It's very sweet and crunchy, very delicious!"

Little Bean's drooping head suddenly lifted, his dim eyes instantly brightening. He looked at the fruit on the plate, then at Ya Ya, and took a big bite: "Delicious! Thank you, Sister Ya Ya!"

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To try something new, Xiong Bo, who had stayed in the courtyard, quickly finished the sea cucumber in his hand. Still wanting more, he smacked his lips and got up, preparing to continue setting up his electrical substation and workshop (a place for cooking, carpentry, and metalworking, also known as a workshop) at the other end of the bathroom. As he walked to the row of sofas where the women were sitting and called to Qiao Chuan, he caught a glimpse of Ya Ya preparing to eat and suddenly remembered something.

He walked over to Ya Ya, who was touching her chubby little sea cucumber. She was eating it with great relish, her cheeks puffed out like two little dumplings. She would occasionally hiss, because it was still a little hot after waiting for so long.

"Little Sprout Fairy".

Xiong Bo reached out and gently patted Ya Ya's shoulder.

"Uncle Bear, what's wrong?"

Xiong Bo bent down, covered his mouth with his hand, and lowered his voice: "Would you like to give Grandpa Village Chief a big surprise?"

Ya Ya's eyes lit up instantly: "A surprise? Let me think! What is it?"

"Shh, keep your voice down, it won't be a surprise if you hear us." Xiong Bo glanced around discreetly, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he continued, "Is the incubator and the hatching eggs still in your mustard seed space? Our solar power system is now fully assembled, and Uncle Xiong has checked the power output and it's stable. Even at night without sunlight, the batteries have enough power."

"So, the incubator that Grandpa Zhang gave us can be used to incubate eggs now, right?" Ya Ya also lowered her voice.

"Yes, after you finish eating, we'll quietly go and install the incubator, put the eggs in, and then come back and tell Grandpa Village Chief."

"Okay! I'll finish eating right away, let's be quiet!"

Knowing she was about to do something important, Ya Ya ate faster. The few sea cucumber dumplings she had made herself were stuffed with so much filling that they looked like giant meatballs. She held them up, blowing on them to keep them warm, and swallowed them in big gulps.

Xiong Bo watched with trepidation: "Eat slowly, don't rush, don't choke."

Ya Ya mumbled a couple of responses, and quickly finished the large sea cucumber, wiping her mouth.

"Uncle Bear, I'm all better now."

Xiong Bo turned and called Qiao Chuan over. The three of them huddled together and sneaked out of the courtyard.

Ya Ya grinned widely, her heart filled with the excitement of secretly accomplishing something big.

They walked quickly to the location of the solar power system behind the bathroom. There were still many broken bricks scattered on the ground. The three of them chose a slightly spacious and dry spot.

"Little Fairy Sprout, could you please take out the incubator first?"

"it is good."

Two large boxes appeared out of thin air in the open space.

Xiong Bo picked out the instruction manual from the box and squatted down to examine it carefully.

"We need to add water..." Xiong Bo said, referring to the instructions as he lifted the lid of the incubator. He saw that there was indeed a water tank and asked Qiao Chuan to fetch some water from the bathroom. Qiao Chuan then carefully poured the water into the tank along the groove.