Inside, there was joy and harmony; outside, there was trembling and shaky.
When Tan Yue placed the lychee-flavored pastries on the table, Jiang Sheng remembered that there was a forgotten older brother outside.
She sat up with a thud, shyly informed Old Madam Jiang, and then ran to the Jiang family gate in shame to greet her second brother, who was glaring at her, and a pool of lychees in icy water.
"So you finally decided to come? The ice has melted into water. If the coolness doesn't dissipate soon, the lychees will go bad," Zheng Ruqian scolded in a low voice.
Turning around, he quickly straightened his clothes, put on a smile, and directed Wang Xiaosong, whose legs were also trembling, to follow.
The boss is in front, and the employees are behind.
As they passed by the Jiang family's house, the two shouted in unison, "Delivering lychees to Old Madam Jiang!"
The deep, resonant male voice startled the gatekeeper and almost made Jiang Sheng lose her composure.
Fortunately, the lychee arrived safely at Deren Temple.
The outer skin is bright red and rough, while the inside is white, soft, and juicy. The fresh sweetness is so intense that it's almost overwhelming when you peel it, and the moment you put it in your mouth is the most satisfying moment in a short time.
As Madam Jiang peeled the palm kernels, Jiang Sheng ate them, deftly spitting out the kernels and then rolling in new, white ones.
Zheng Ruqian was still a little annoyed and added insult to injury, "Eat less, you're already so fat."
But yesterday, when he was eating braised pork knuckle, he even put a large piece of pork skin into Jiang Sheng's bowl.
Men's words are indeed deceitful.
Jiang Sheng spat out the last pit and handed the half-bowl of peeled lychee flesh to Old Madam Jiang, saying, "Grandmother, eat this. Don't give it to him."
Turning back, she didn't forget to make a face at Zheng Ruqian.
As Madam Jiang watched the two children laughing and playing, she picked up half a piece of tender white fruit and put it in her mouth. The moment she did, she felt that it was sweeter than anything she had ever eaten in the first half of her life.
Tan Yue, as usual, sorted the food, giving some to the west courtyard and some to the Liao family.
Old Madam Jiang lowered her eyelids, "Only send five catties to the West Courtyard."
This means we'll skip over the Liao family.
Tan Yue was both surprised and delighted, but she still had to say a few polite words, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate? Madam, let's not talk about it for now, but the eldest young master should at least have a taste."
“He’s been staying with the second son these days, so he’ll eat in the west courtyard.” Old Madam Jiang said indifferently, “Send it over, she won’t dare to make a fuss.”
The Jiang family is currently only not supporting the Liao family, but they haven't taken any action to suppress them.
If the Liao family really makes a scene, they won't be able to handle the consequences.
As for Jiuzhenfang, it seems they are about to face the Liao family's true business tactics.
Madam Jiang turned her gaze to Zheng Ruqian, who had been snatching lychees from his sister's hand and seamlessly switched to the role of a shrewd businessman. "Madam, please rest assured, Jiuzhenfang is already prepared."
She nodded slightly, both satisfied and gratified.
Unfortunately, even the most beautiful times must come to an end. As the sun set, Jiang Sheng and his sister had to get up and say goodbye.
“Grandmother, I will come to see you again,” Jiang Sheng said crisply, “bringing you your favorite pastries.”
"Alright." Old Madam Jiang smiled and saw them off.
As the sun sets, the boy leads the girl back to their own little home.
No matter how good the Jiang family is, it is ultimately not a home.
Tan Yue was a little reluctant and sobbed softly beside her, "Madam, don't you think about keeping the girl here? She could have lived in the Jiang family's house."
Madam Jiang smiled but said nothing.
Personally speaking, the Jiang family hopes that Jiang Sheng will return, that she will become the noble and elegant eldest daughter of the Jiang family again, and continue the family's century-old glory.
But humans are not plants or trees; they cannot grow into whatever shape we expect them to grow into.
True love is built on respect, allowing the other person to choose what they want and to live a happy life.
"Besides, one shouldn't be greedy..."
"Greed will bring bad luck," Jiang Sheng said with certainty.
Zheng Ruqian stood by, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but unable to refute it.
Because they were standing at the entrance of Jiuzhenfang, looking at the pastry shop across the street that also sold roasted chestnuts.
As everyone knows, the best roasted chestnuts in Fengjing are at Jiuzhenfang, where business is booming and countless people line up every day.
When the chestnuts of Hebei County were no longer a secret, people who wanted a piece of the pie appeared.
It's the pastry shop opposite Jiuzhenfang. They first imitated glutinous rice and jujube cake, and now they've started selling sugar-roasted chestnuts, even lowering the price to five coins.
At first, they did indeed steal most of the business, and Miao Zhaoying hurriedly went to Jiang Sheng to ask her for advice.
What advice would you give?
No one stipulated that only Jiuzhenfang could sell roasted chestnuts.
Engaging in price wars will damage the already limited profits.
Jiang Sheng chose to remain unchanged and let Miao Zhaoying continue roasting chestnuts, only relaxing the two-jin limit. They were still busy every day.
From April to June, the weather was hot and humid, and even raw chestnuts, which are resistant to storage, could not be kept for long and would become infested with insects within half a month.
The Gao brothers had prepared wooden crates filled with cotton and ice, and they even replenished the ice in Henan County to ensure that the two carts of chestnuts arrived fresh and intact.
Jiuzhenfang's roasted chestnuts are still thriving, but across the street, after several arguments over chestnuts infested with worms, there are hardly any customers left.
The few people queuing up were just ordinary citizens of Fengjing who were hoping to get a bargain and take advantage of the situation.
"The boss is here! We just sold out of chestnuts today," Miao Zhaoying called out loudly.
As if they had heard it, the person on the other end looked up and glared at them fiercely.
It was jealousy, and it was also helplessness.
Jiang Shengwei, undaunted, swaggered into Jiuzhenfang, glanced at the scattered pastries on the plate, and nodded with satisfaction. "Where's Aunt Zhang? Where did Auntie go?"
"Xianglian went to deliver pastries to Youranju." Miao Zhaoying covered her mouth and laughed. "Master Kong came to pick her up personally. The two of them... oh my, I'm so envious."
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