Exile at the start? Milkball filming, hoarding billions of resources

"Delicious, this is so delicious, yay yay..."

"If I had known that chicken bones were so delicious, I would never have spit them out when I ate chicken before."

Xiaoman ate the fried, glistening, and savory chicken cartilage while drooling.

It smells wonderful, with a slight spiciness that dances on the tongue and teeth, accompanied by a hint of sweetness.

The rich aroma of chicken filled his mouth, making his mouth water from the spiciness, yet he couldn't bear to spit it out.

Seeing her son's useless appearance, Qin Su couldn't help but pat Xiaoman on the head.

"Look at you, so pathetic!"

"No matter how delicious chicken bones are, they are still uncouth. Your aunt didn't see them, but if she had, she would have scolded you."

If the Marquis's mansion were still in its prime, there would be no way they would let them eat this.

Chicken bones are something only poor people eat; if word got out, people would laugh at us.

It's only because the Marquis's mansion has fallen on hard times that they can afford to eat this stuff.

Xiaoman sucked on her fingers, unable to contain her joy.

"Really? That's great! I like what my aunt doesn't like, so I can have them all!"

Xiaoman could eat the bland, tasteless flatbread with relish, but now that she's eating something so delicious, she wants to swallow her tongue whole.

Having been the mistress of the Marquis's mansion for a long time, Hua Zhuyue had long been accustomed to having everything done for her, and was completely ignorant of cooking skills.

Qin Su was the daughter of a military general, skilled in wielding swords and spears, and couldn't even distinguish between celery and cilantro, so naturally she didn't know how to make chicken fork bones.

But Zhu Jingxian immediately grasped the key to it.

"These chicken cartilages must have been deep-fried, right? The bones are so crispy! How much oil did they use?!"

"I wonder who sent us this food, that they would be so kind as to give us such good things."

Although Shen Zhaoning was the youngest, she didn't let anyone feed her. She opened her small mouth and ate her food carefully, one bite at a time, looking very quiet.

Her chubby cheeks showed that she was enjoying her meal.

The scene of buying chicken cartilage flashed through her mind, and she spread her arms to show the size of the pot.

"That frying pan is this big, and it's full of oil. It smells amazing."

Zhu Jingxian looked at the size that Shen Zhaoning was gesturing and sighed.

"With so much oil, it would be delicious to fry human bones, let alone chicken bones."

"When we become rich, we'll also eat fried food."

Zhu Jingxian's father was a minor official with a meager salary, and the family lived a very frugal and difficult life.

After marrying into the Marquis's mansion, she was busy learning etiquette and rarely cooked. She had never even tried frying so many chicken bones before.

Upon hearing about fried human bones, Shen Yu suddenly lost her appetite. Looking at the chicken fork bone in her hand, she inexplicably felt that it resembled a human finger bone.

How did this perfectly good chicken suddenly become disgusting?

Xiaoman looked at the unfinished chicken in his hand and swallowed hard.

"Brother, if you're not going to eat it, don't throw it away, give it to me!"

He's extremely hungry right now, he can't get enough to eat, he's just not full at all.

Shen Zhaoning didn't want her brother to go hungry.

He hurriedly stuffed the food he was holding into Shen Yu's hand.

"Brother, please don't give it to Xiaoman. He has big eyes and a small belly, so he can't eat much. He'll get sick if he eats any more."

Qin Su handed Xiaoman a piece of fruit.

"Your stomach hasn't had any oil or fat for a long time. If you suddenly eat so much, you're bound to get diarrhea."

Seeing the children's thin and bony appearance, Hua Zhuyue felt a pang of sadness.

"Look at you poor things. You were only born a few years ago. You didn't get to enjoy the good fortune of the Marquis's mansion when it was prosperous. Instead, you have to suffer with us."

Xiaoman's ears perked up immediately.

"Suffering? What kind of suffering? Is it tasty?"

Shen Zhaoning stuffed the chicken bone in her hand into Xiaoman's mouth to shut him up, then turned to Hua Zhuyue and made a promise.

"Grandma, don't worry, Tuantuan will work hard to earn money so that everyone can have enough to eat."

Shen Zhaoning was a tiny little thing, not even as tall as her knees, but she was already exceptionally sensible.

Shen Yu stood upright, displaying a gentlemanly demeanor despite his young age, and spoke gently.

"Grandmother, rest assured, I will study hard, pass the imperial examination as soon as possible, and return to the capital to seek justice for my clan."

Hua Zhuyue stroked the heads of the two siblings and suddenly burst into tears.

"Good, good, you two are both good kids."

"With you all here, how can the Shen family not prosper?"

Shen Zhaoning felt her grandmother's kind hand stroking her head, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Everyone thoroughly enjoyed the meal.

Zhu Jingxian deliberately saved some food to take back to Wan Zhenzhen and her daughter.

But Shen Zhaoning stopped him.

"Auntie, this smells so good. If we take it back, the constables will definitely find out."

The aroma of these chicken cartilage bones is incredibly strong; you can smell it from a great distance. If I were to take them back so openly, they would definitely be discovered.

Hua Zhuyue nodded.

"Tuantuan is right."

"If they don't want to come out to find food, they'll have to pay the price of going hungry. We can just pick some wild vegetables by the roadside for them later."

"Also, we smell too strongly of ourselves, we need to find a way to get rid of the smell."

Even after standing in the wind for a long time, the rich aroma of meat still lingered on everyone's bodies.

Shen Zhaoning thought for a moment.

"Grandma, the smell won't dissipate if we stand here anytime soon. Why don't we get some herbal juice and apply it to our bodies?"

The roadside wormwood has a strong smell, which is quite convenient for masking the smell of meat on your clothes.

While his mother was applying grass juice to him, Xiaoman secretly stuck out his tongue and tasted it.

Ptooey, ptooey, it doesn't taste good.

Qin Su was both amused and exasperated.

"You glutton, you have to taste everything, even the salty stuff. Aren't you afraid of getting a stomachache?"

After helping Shen Zhaoning apply the grass juice, Shen Yu glanced at the sky.

"It's getting late, we should hurry back."

Worried that the aroma hadn't dissipated completely, the group rolled around on the ground again, getting their hands and faces covered in dirt, and returned to camp looking disheveled.

Before she even got close, Shen Zhaoning saw an incense burner on the ground with incense sticks inside.

Sun Xiao was standing in front of the incense burner, sharpening his knife.

Wan Zhenzhen held Shen Yingying in her arms, her eyes filled with terror as she stared at the knife in Sun Xiao's hand.

Upon seeing them return, Sun Xiao glanced regretfully at the incense that was about to burn out.

"You've come back just in time!"

We were almost there, just half an hour away.

Hearing Sun Xiao's dissatisfied tone, Hua Zhuyue lowered her head and said gently.

"Since the official has instructed us to return within half an hour, we naturally dare not disobey."

Sun Xiao carefully examined the Shen family members and couldn't help but sneer when he saw that they were all avoiding eye contact.

"What a bunch of spineless cowards."

The Shen family was once a noble family, but now they are behaving like lapdogs, groveling before him.

She was mocked and humiliated by him, yet she showed no intention of resisting at all, and was even too scared to look up.

He couldn't even find an opportunity to kill the Shen family.

"Tsk, go back and rest. If you oversleep and delay our journey tomorrow, I'll skin you alive."