Chapter 49 His profile looks very much like Xie Qiao.
It was not until noon that Song Jin put all the cakes into the steamer, and some of them still needed to be baked.
The pastries in Kyoto are quite different from those in Chongzhou.
Chongzhou's pastries focus more on taste, while Kyoto's focus more on style and thoughtfulness.
Sometimes wealthy families don’t eat cakes, they just put them on the table as decoration.
Song Jin was very deft with her hands, and when she first rented the shop, she went around Kyoto to buy pastries from pastry shops to study.
After her hard work this year, the small pastry shop has become somewhat famous.
Song Jin put the cakes in the steamer and took advantage of the fact that there were no customers to sit at a small table in the shop, propping up his head and looking outside with interest.
It was almost noon and there was a lot of people outside.
Even the common people in Kyoto dress very elegantly, especially the young men.
Song Jin was the only one in the shop, but she was not bored at all. She did business every day, watched the hustle and bustle, and lived a comfortable life.
The sun moved upward, and the faces of people on the street could not be seen clearly. In a trance, Song Jin seemed to see a figure.
The man was tall and walked straight into the shop.
Song Jin didn't see the man's face clearly for a moment, but he was subconsciously nervous.
It was not until the man walked in that Song Jin saw his face clearly.
Not him.
Song Jin quickly stood up and asked, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"
Seeing that it was a young girl, the man was a little shy.
Song Jin saw that the man in front of him was wearing ordinary cloth, but he was very clean and well-mannered, like a scholar.
Song Jin pursed his lips.
That’s right, Xie Qiao is the head of the Xie family, he shouldn’t wear this kind of clothes anymore.
The man looked at the empty counter and said anxiously, "Excuse me, are there any peach blossom cakes on the counter now? My wife loves your cakes. She is about to give birth and just wants to have a bite before the birth."
"Yes, don't worry, big brother. This pot will be ready soon." Song Jin advised, walked to the table and poured a glass of water for the man: "Big brother, sit down for a while."
The man nodded, said "thank you", and sat upright at the table.
Song Jin walked back to the counter and looked at the profile of the man who looked a bit like Xie Qiao.
She couldn't help but think of that night.
That night, she watched Fu Cang and Xie Qiao leave, and then she jumped out of the car with her small bag.
This was what she had thought of when she told Fu Cang that there was a shortcut.
Xie Qiao was too overbearing that night. She really couldn't communicate with him. She didn't understand why Xie Qiao insisted on bringing her back to Kyoto to be a concubine if he didn't like her.
She doesn't want to.
The only option is to run away.
At that time, Fu Cang had already run very far away and didn't notice that she didn't return to the car.
Late at night, she didn't dare to go far with her small bag and just hid behind a big tree.
Fortunately, she had never heard of wild beasts or thieves in the suburbs, so she felt a little relieved.
But she could vaguely hear the sound of a galloping carriage.
After daybreak, she walked to the next town and rented a car again, stopping along the way. It took her more than a month to reach Kyoto, where she found Wang Xian and asked him to take her to her parents' home in Kyoto.
After settling her brother's spirit tablet, she rented a small shop in Lingjiaofang to sell cakes.
Later, when the small shop made some money, she asked someone to go back to Chongzhou to bring Que'er over. However, she didn't expect that Que'er was sold to a wealthy family shortly after she left, and she never heard from her again.
Song Jin had no choice but to ask people in Chongzhou to find out Que'er's whereabouts. If they knew where she was, she would redeem Que'er.
Looking at the man's profile, Song Jin couldn't help but frown.
Xie Qiao looked seriously injured that night, but it has been a year and she has not heard any news of Xie Qiao's death.
He should still be alive, right?
In fact, Song Jin also asked someone to go back and inquire secretly, but found that no one went to look for her.
Song Jin thought that Xie Qiao must have given up on taking her back to Beijing.
After all, Xie Qiao is so old-fashioned and respectful. If she left without saying goodbye while he was unconscious this time, he would definitely not look for her again.
Just pretend that she never existed.
It was precisely because of this that she decided to stay in Kyoto. Even if Xie Qiao saw her again, he would pretend not to know her.
That's fine.
Originally, the two of them were just a fleeting match made in heaven.
She likes good-looking men, but she would rather have an ordinary marriage and be someone's legitimate wife.
I don't want to be a concubine.
As Song Jin was thinking, the heat from the steamer on the stove gradually dissipated. Song Jin skillfully wrapped the peach blossom pastry and handed it to the man. In addition, he also wrapped two more red wedding cakes.
The man felt a little embarrassed. He felt that the money that was originally placed on the counter was not enough, so he wanted to add more money.
Song Jin quickly stopped him: "This is a gift from me to my sister-in-law. It's filled with red dates. It's just in time for my sister-in-law to have a baby and replenish her blood. I can also take advantage of her good fortune."
The man was very grateful: "Thank you very much, boss."
Only after the man hurriedly left with the pastries did Song Jin take out the other pastries from the oven.
This box of pastries is exquisite, and the baked pastries should be eaten quickly.
Song Jin made it according to time.
Sure enough, just as she was finishing her work and before she could pack it, a well-dressed woman came in.
She smiled brightly: "Boss, I'm here to pick up the cakes that Madam ordered."
"Sister Chunxing, please wait a moment. The pastries have just come out of the oven. I will pack them for you now." Song Jin smiled, took out an exquisite food box, and carefully put the pastries into it.
Sister Chunxing is a maid of the Lin family. The Lin family is a merchant family that runs a porcelain and silk business in Kyoto.
I heard that Mrs. Lin is also very capable, and that the silk business belongs to her.
Some time ago, Sister Chunxing accidentally bought some of her pastries. Mrs. Lin thought they were good-looking so she tried a piece. After that, she always came to her to order.
Chun Xing put the things in her hands on the table. She watched Song Jin packing and said with a smile, "In a few days, my wife will order some cakes for the Jinming Lake party. Then my wife will push your cakes to other people. If other ladies like them, maybe your small shop can be transformed into a big shop soon!"
Song Jin was delighted when he heard this: "Really? Thank you Madam for your kindness. Whenever you need cakes, just let Sister Chun Xing know. I will do my best and will never embarrass Madam!"
Chun Xing is older than Song Jin, and she really likes this little girl: "I trust the snacks you make. This is also a chance for you to show your face, you must cherish it."
Song Jin nodded repeatedly: "Sister Chun Xing is right!"
"But little girl, don't you want to join in the Jinming Lake flower-viewing banquet in a few days?" Chun Xing asked casually after taking a sip of tea.
Song Jin had not been in Kyoto for too long, and she did not know what a flower viewing banquet was: "Isn't Jinming Lake a government place? How can we ordinary people get in?"
Chun Xing laughed.
She knew something about Song Jin's situation. This girl had not been in Kyoto for long, so naturally she didn't know the customs of Kyoto.
Chun Xing explained: "The government cares about the people and wants to have fun with them, so every year they open Jinming Lake for a few days for everyone to enjoy."
Song Jin hesitated a little: "Then those dignitaries won't come together?"
Chun Xing didn't know that Song Jin was afraid of running into Xie Qiao, she just thought that the girl was afraid of offending a noble person.
She smiled and said, "Don't worry, the officials and dignitaries won't crowd in those days. They all go to play when the garden is closed, so you won't run into them."
Although Song Jin was relieved, he was still a little hesitant.
On that day, there was a spring banquet and outing at Jinming Lake, so there must have been many people coming to buy cakes.
Chun Xing saw Song Jin's hesitation, and she advised him seriously: "You are a young girl, but your marriage is not going well. Your previous husband had a bad fate. You are still young, so you must not let yourself get lost by forgetting your old lover. The Spring Banquet at Jinming Lake is said to be a flower viewing event, but secretly it is a day for young men and women in Kyoto to go on blind dates. Although you have been married, people in Kyoto don't mind these things. If you listen to me, go and give it a try."
Blind date?
Song Jin's eyes lit up.
Although she ran a small shop, Lingjiaofang was located in a remote corner of Kyoto, and the people she met were limited.
She just wanted to find a husband that she liked recently.
She knew what Brother Wang was thinking. Even if she explained it to him clearly, he probably wouldn't find a good marriage for her.
It would be better for her to go and see it herself.
There are many good young men in Kyoto. It doesn’t matter if you don’t meet a good marriage partner. Just think of it as a trip to feast your eyes.
Anyway, I won’t meet Xie Qiao.
Song Jin thought about it as she packed up the pastries and also packed two pieces of the pastries she had just researched for Sister Chun Xing.
She said sweetly, "Could you please help me taste this new pastry, Sister Chun Xing?"
Chun Xing took the food box and smiled: "You little girl are good at doing business!"
Song Jin smiled and walked Chun Xing out the door.
The shop became busy from the afternoon onwards, and Song Jin only had time to take a break until all the cakes were sold out in the evening.
When she looked up, she saw Wang Xian standing outside the shop waiting for her.
Wang Xian was wearing an official uniform and had obviously just returned from the government office. He just stood at the door without disturbing Song Jin. It was unknown how long he stood there.
Song Jin was a little surprised: "Brother Wang, why don't you come in?"
Wang Xian shook his head: "This morning my mother told you to go to her house for dinner tonight. I forgot to tell you when I came here this morning, so I came to pick you up and we will go back together."
In the morning, Aunt Wang gave her a piece of bacon.
Song Jin originally wanted to buy some things for her to visit in the evening. After all, it was Aunt Wang who took care of her when she first came to Kyoto.
Song Jin did not refuse. She quickly packed up her stall, changed into a new skirt and jacket, and followed Wang Xian to Wang's house.
Song Jin was holding the snacks she had just made and the fresh fruits she had bought on the road.
But the fruit was heavy, so Wang Xian was carrying it.
The two of them walked one after the other, and under the setting sun, they looked like a newly married couple.
Wang Xian followed behind Song Jin. He smiled slightly and looked down at the little girl walking in front of him.
A warm feeling surged in his heart.
He treated Song Jin like a sister and also like a wife.
Everyone would like such a cute little girl.
In fact, he never said that when Song Jin first came, she stayed at Wang's house for a month. During that time, some people came to inquire about her and wanted to propose marriage, but he asked his mother to reject them.
He felt that Song Jin was a new widow at the time and had no time to think about these things.
Later, he didn't want her to hear those things.
But now.
He looked at the little girl walking in front of him, and it seemed that it was time to say something in his heart.
If she had not yet forgotten her late husband, it would be okay for him to wait.
In short, he wanted her to know his feelings.
He also wanted to know what she felt.
As he thought about this, he suddenly stopped and called out, "A Jin..."
The little girl in front also stopped at the same time.
She turned around, blinked her almond eyes and asked, "Brother Wang, do you know when the Spring Banquet at Jinming Lake is?"
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