Nangong Zeyue nodded in agreement, “That’s right. We’ve been to too few places, and our knowledge is limited. Perhaps in countries further away from Wanling Kingdom, glass is as common as roof tiles.”

Nangong Zeyue successfully changed the subject, and Jiang Shuyue put the embarrassing scene behind her, the blush on her face gradually fading.

"Do you want to go see more distant places?" Jiang Shuyue took a sip of tea and looked directly at Nangong Zeyue.

"Hmm, it depends," Nangong Zeyue replied ambiguously.

"How is my uncle? If you see him, please tell him that Shui Sheng is doing well at Black Dragon Pool, and his fellow disciples are spoiling him." Nangong Zeyue's eyes darted away as she changed the subject again.

Jiang Shuyue nodded. "I know. Shuisheng also sent us a letter. He's making rapid progress. Uncle Lin wasn't wrong; Shuisheng is a natural talent for martial arts."

"Will you also come back to the manor to celebrate Gao Mu's wedding?"

Nangong Zeyue said, "Yes, I will go back."

Nangong Zeyue placed the ledger in front of Jiang Shuyue. "Profits have been decreasing since winter began, but business has picked up somewhat after we announced discounts these past few days. If this trend continues, things will be fine."

Jiang Shuyue glanced at the ledger and said, "Juxian Pavilion's profits mainly depend on the restaurant. After winter, the inn is in its off-season, so earning this much is already quite good. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

The two chatted about other things, and seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Shuyue stood up and said, "It snowed last night, and today is Su Jin's day off. I'll go visit him."

"etc!"

Nangong Zeyue got up and took out a bundle from behind the counter.

Jiang Shuyue: "..."