Looking at the several large, plump wontons floating in the bowl, Yunling's mouth watered. The wonton wrappers were very thin, and you could see the big shrimp inside just by looking at them. Yunling could guess how delicious they must be without even tasting them.
However, the scallions floating on top were a real eyesore. Yunling carefully picked them off one by one with her chopsticks, her earnestness attracting Pei Lin's attention.
"Why is that? Don't you like scallions?"
"I always felt that scallions tasted weird and I didn't like them. My mother always took me into consideration and never put scallions in her cooking unless I made her angry."
Pei Lin said with a smile, "The taste of this scallion is not strange at all. On the contrary, the coriander is extremely difficult to eat. It smells terrible. Eating it is like eating a stink bug. As you chew, it feels like your mouth is covered with soap pods. You can't help it, you really can't help it."
“Where are you a stink bug? You’re the stink bug. This coriander smells amazing. If you’re making soup, dishes, or salads without it, it’s like a person is missing money. Nothing feels right.”
Pei Lin's expression more or less revealed the word "disgust". Especially after hearing Yun Ling's enjoyment of it and recalling the taste of coriander, he really wanted to spit out the shrimp wontons he had just eaten.
Seeing Pei Lin's expression, Yun Ling couldn't help but scoff at him.
"I knew it, we're just not meant to be."
"What do you mean by incompatible? Where are they incompatible? You've already made up an incompatible story about just scallions and cilantro. You're quite capable, aren't you? Go shout in a pile of corpses and you might be able to snatch a few people back from the clutches of Yama, the King of Hell."
Are they inherently incompatible?
Pshaw, if cats and dogs can get along, what's wrong with scallions and cilantro? At worst, we just won't eat them, it's no big deal.
Yunling was amused by these words, but what the person said made sense, and she didn't know how to refute them for a moment, so she just stuffed two shrimp wontons into her mouth and mumbled it.
After finishing the bowl, Yunling broke out in a sweat. At the same time, she thought of something important. Although she didn't know if Pei Lin knew, she still asked him about it.
"Hey, I want to ask you something. Do you know if there's a spacious place in the city where we can temporarily set up a shed, preferably with a place to park horse-drawn carriages or donkey carts?"
What do you need a place like this for?
"I...I...it's not convenient for you to know, but it's basically like someone else setting up a stage to put on a show."
Pei Lin's mind was racing. After eating the last dumpling in his basket, a strange coincidence struck him: he had an idea for a good place to go.
"I was thinking of a place when I first arrived in Pingcheng. It seems there was a serious human-to-human transmission of a disease. Ren'an Hall was involved in the treatment at that time. I remember it was in that open space in Qingyi Lane."
"Qingyi Alley?"
"Yes, but it's a flat open space where villagers from nearby often hold banquets. If you want to set up a stage, you'll probably have to send workers to get things ready early. I passed by there a few days ago, and there were so many people there, with weddings and funerals being held in turn. It was quite lively."
Yunling's head throbbed at the thought of dealing with those people, just like dealing with Liu Shi, Lin Laoniang, and Wu Laoniang. Besides, she wasn't a local resident. Not only was occupying the land troublesome, but even if she did, if she encountered an unreasonable person, they could just tear down the platform...
"This is too much trouble."
"Of course, why don't you think of other places? A stage... a stage... hey, why not go to a teahouse, the kind of place where you drink tea and listen to music? Doesn't that have a stage?"
The stage was the same, but it wasn't the long T-shaped runway that Yunling wanted. And the teahouse... If she were to choose a teahouse, she might as well go to Shengfu Restaurant, book the entire first floor, and design the effect she wanted.
However, Shengfu Restaurant is very popular, and if the first floor is occupied, it will more or less affect the restaurant's business. Although Manager Zhou is familiar with her, he will not let her come at will. It seems that he will have to think of a way.
After leaving the stall, Yunling didn't go directly to Shengfu Restaurant, but instead chose to escort Pei Lin back to Ren'an Hall.
"You've arrived, now you can get off."
Pei Lin leaped down, immediately turned to the side, and asked:
"Are you looking for a place to set up a stage? I know the area in the county better than you do. I'll go in and tell my senior brother, and I can go with you to avoid your things getting stolen again."
"No need, I've already thought of a good place."
"Then...then when you set up this stage and perform, I'll prepare in advance to come and support you."
You can't bear to see it.
"Hey, you little bug, what happened to me?"
Yunling didn't wait for him to finish speaking before she flicked the reins and rode off with a "giddy-up" towards the village, leaving Pei Lin, who was still talking with his mouth agape, in a cloud of dust.
Pei Lin quickly spat out the dust she had just eaten. This ungrateful little brat, did he think all the tenderness they had shown just now was fake? She treated him to food, he drove her carriage, all of that was just a passing cloud?
She really is a little bug. He was so thoughtful, thinking about how to help her and how to find a place to set up a stage for her, but she just ran away without looking back.
A bed bug is a bed bug that smells incredibly bad.
If he runs into her again, I'll make him pay!
But if Yunling heard this, she would definitely scoff and retort, "You always say the same thing when we part, but when we meet again, you're all over her again. Shameless."
Unfortunately, Yunling didn't hear it, nor did she care to. She was focused on getting Tang Ling and the others out of the show she wanted as soon as possible, so that she could have more confidence in negotiating with Manager Zhou.
After returning home, Yunling first heard about today's training from Tang Ling and Yun Ruoxia. After hearing words like "not bad," "made progress," and "better than yesterday," she happily sent all the cotton cloth to the Fan family.
Looking at the colorful cotton fabric, Bingniang seemed to understand Yunling's intention, but she wasn't quite sure, so she opened her mouth and asked:
"Ling-jie, are you going to make bras and panties with all these bolts of cotton fabric?"
“My aunt is clever, but I’m planning to do something different.”
"Different?" Bingniang had learned from Granny Fan that Yunling had bought ten young women and was training them every day, so she asked curiously, "Is it to make styles, so that each person wears a different one, to see which one sells better, right?"
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