White flour and egg flatbreads, pickled vegetables, and a pot of rice porridge.
Gu Sanlang was stunned when he saw the dining table. "Mom, did we strike it rich?"
Mrs. Chen chided, "You talk too much. Look at your two older brothers—they're not asking. If you're given food, just eat it!"
Gu Sanlang chuckled. "I haven't had white flour flatbreads in half a year."
"If we could live like this every day, I wouldn't trade it even to be the Emperor."
Gu Fei let out a laugh. "Third Brother, as long as we all work hard together, it won't be long before every day is like this."
After breakfast, Gu Fei said seriously, "Dad, I've been thinking. I believe Second Brother and Third Brother will both need to come into the city with us."
Gu Zhang nodded, not asking a single question.
'He had realized it yesterday. The girl had a plan in mind. Of course, in a place like the Marquis Mansion, you probably wouldn't survive if you weren't shrewd.'