Today's business was especially good.
The inn was full, entirely occupied by guests from other places here to eat.
One of the customers specifically requested to eat the village's vegetables or else he wouldn't pay.
So, I went out to our vegetable garden and picked a basketful of cucumbers, melons, luffas, potatoes, along with some greens, spinach, and yam.
These vegetables are grown by my grandparents. They had tilled many fields specially for my inn's use, right in front of and behind our house, planting dozens of types of fruits and vegetables.
Of course, I pay them for the vegetables. Sometimes when fresh game comes into the inn, I cook it and serve them a portion too.
I washed the vegetables and sent them to the kitchen.
The cook in the kitchen was my son. He had just gotten married; his bride was a pleasant and pretty girl from Lin County city.
Not only was my daughter-in-law pretty, but she was diligent, and her family was quite well-off too.