Wan Qiweng knew that this courtyard was quite large, but she hadn't expected there to be so much mystery inside the house.
"So many quails have been raised."
"Yes, with many family members and many of us studying, eating some meat can be quite nourishing." Actually, everyone was thinking that if they went to Beijing in the future, they might not be able to eat meat, so they prepared more meat on purpose.
Recently, so many quails have been hatched, just to serve as raw materials for making pickled quail.
As soon as Wan Qiweng asked, she realized she might have spoken out of turn, because now that there was less regulation, many families would excessively raise poultry; after all, eggs could be exchanged for money, and they could eat chicken at the end of the year.
"Come on in, it's warm inside." Cai Ming walked to the door, thinking that his place wasn't suitable for hosting guests.
