Cui Shaoyuan scanned the room, continuing, "Looks like you're living quite well."
Feng Qingxue caught his glance and immediately returned, "Yes, without the wise leadership of the old superior, how could we be enjoying such a good life today? Our family has always been well-fed and well-clothed, we're even laughing in our dreams. The products made by our workers are excellent, of high quality. The bedding made for our wedding and the leather shoes bought as presents are still good after four or five years. Only the bedding has some wear and tear, but everything else is unspoiled."
Zheng Xuefeng, being clever as he is, quickly chimed in, "The towel quilt on the bed was my wedding gift to them. Look at it, it has hardly any wear and tear. This just goes to show the diligence of our country's workers, no cutting corners."
"Commissioner Zheng gave you the towel quilt?" Cui Shaoyuan turned to look at Zheng Xuefeng, "I thought at least you would've gifted a wool blanket."