The Superior Female Lead Pampers Her Husband Without Limit

Jewel wanted to know how good the food was at this place.

"Our little inn has a full menu, dear guest. Listen: hand-shredded lamb, crispy duck, white-cut chicken, braised pork knuckle, red-braised pork, spicy tofu, hot and sour shredded potatoes, sweet and sour ribs, fish-flavored eggplant, stir-fried shrimp, stir-fried greens, stir-fried pork liver… And we also have all kinds of cold dishes, different types of porridge, steamed rice, buns, flatbread, and corn cakes…"

The waiter recited the dishes so fluently that it reminded Jewel of how she used to memorize texts in school. She couldn't help but admire the waiter's memory and breath control.

"What would you two like to order?" the young waitress finally asked after taking a long breath.

"What does Xavi like?" Jewel wanted to learn more about her husband's tastes. "You can choose whatever you want."

Since his wife let him pick first, Xavi chose his favorite dish. "Hot and sour shredded potatoes."

He had loved that dish since he was young, for many years now.

"Alright, we'll have one hot and sour shredded potatoes, one sweet and sour ribs, and one crispy duck. Also, two servings of rice and winter melon soup," Jewel added after thinking for a moment. "We'd also like to take some food with us—another portion each of hot and sour shredded potatoes and red-braised pork. Please let the kitchen know."

"Got it! Please wait a moment," the waitress sang out the dish names in the typical innkeeper style as she hurried to the kitchen.

Soon after, the food was brought to the table. Everything looked pretty delicious.

Jewel placed the shredded potatoes in front of her little husband, with the sweet and sour ribs and crispy duck on either side.

The dish closest to Jewel was the sweet and sour ribs. Right in front of Xavi was his favorite potatoes, with the meat dishes placed around them—clearly showing who liked what.

"You really like hot and sour shredded potatoes?" Jewel asked while she used her chopsticks to remove the bones from the ribs.

"Yeah, I've liked it since I was little."

The smell of shredded potatoes always cheered him up. They were tasty and refreshing. He'd always loved them.

Jewel remembered the dinner last night. Xavi had been resting in bed, and she had cooked a table full of dishes for the family. No wonder he ate the most of the shredded potatoes—it was clearly his favorite.

"Alright, from now on, whenever you want to eat them, I'll make them for you."

She picked up the de-boned ribs and put them in Xavi's bowl. Just then, the waitress came in with the rice and winter melon soup.

The waitress saw Jewel placing the dishes carefully in front of her husband, while her own spot had only bones left from the meat. Meanwhile, her husband's place was full of ready-to-eat, boneless meat. The waitress was stunned.

Wait a minute… isn't it supposed to be the husband serving the wife?

Here, men were expected to put their wives first. In farming families, men didn't even eat at the main table. In wealthy families, women and men ate at separate tables. Even if they ate together, it was the man who served the woman, taking care of her every need.

In all her years, this was the first time she had seen…

Such a spoiled husband situation…

"Thank you," Jewel said to the stunned waitress, pulling her back to reality. "Do you need anything else?"

"Oh—! No, no. Enjoy your meal. Just call if you need anything."

Still dazed, the waitress quickly placed the soup and rice down and backed out.

She couldn't help thinking—this lady really cherished her husband. If she ever got married, she should treat her husband just like this. Life would definitely be sweet that way…

"Here, wife, you eat this."

Xavi pushed the crispy duck toward Jewel. He knew she spoiled him, and if he moved all three dishes to her, she might push them back. But moving just one plate? She probably wouldn't say no.

"No need to worry about me, just eat," Jewel said. She had already made up her mind to fatten her little husband. Now was the perfect time. So, she took the duck and started removing the bones for him.

Jewel took care of her husband while eating herself, and the two of them enjoyed a relaxing and delicious lunch together.

Before long, Xavi's belly was round like a watermelon, full from all the food his wife had lovingly served him.

"Wife~ I'm full."

He rubbed his belly and looked at the leftover food in his bowl—some rice and a few ribs. He looked a little guilty and also tried to act cute, saying, "I really can't eat anymore~"

Sigh… this was the first time he had ever wasted food. He couldn't even finish his rice and meat…

But he was stuffed…

"No problem. Don't force yourself. I'll take care of it."

Jewel, who had been driving the carriage earlier, was also quite hungry now. So she ate all the leftovers in Xavi's bowl—cleaning it all up.

Xavi watched in shock as Jewel swept through his leftovers like a whirlwind.

Wife… Wife actually ate his leftovers!

Oh my god!

There couldn't be another woman in this world who would willingly eat her husband's leftover food like this…

But Jewel didn't mind at all. Since waking up in this world, she had noticed that her appetite had grown a lot. Her strength had also increased compared to her modern self.

Still, she needed to figure out a way to strengthen this body's endurance and recover her fighting skills. With more skills, their future would be more secure.

The food at this tavern in Xichuan was really quite good. Jewel felt that this lunch out had been a very satisfying experience.

With two dishes packed into wooden food boxes, Jewel and Xavi made their way back home. One of them drove the carriage while the other sat inside. The sound of the horse's hooves rang clearly on the street, mingling with the calls of vendors—a peaceful and charming scene.

Jewel couldn't help but admire how calm and beautiful life in ancient times could be. Back in modern life, she used to think the past was less developed, with inconvenient infrastructure.

But now that she had truly come to this world, she'd been amazed again and again by the people's wisdom and how they lived.

She had been here for quite a few days and had already fallen in love with the graceful, traditional atmosphere.

Take her horse carriage, for example. The wheels and the body were made from solid elm wood, with intricate cloud-pattern carvings. It looked like a shining piece of art.

Even the takeout service at old-style taverns was thoughtful. If you ordered buns or steamed bread, they wrapped it in oil paper. For other dishes, they used proper food boxes.