Sun Chuyuan's wife lowered her head and secretly rolled her eyes. Her husband had been bewitched by that vixen, huh! She herself hadn't been bewitched, just you wait and see.
The other two families just watched it as a joke. Sun Chuyuan's family was always a bit competitive, and the two young ladies were quite tolerant. It wasn't that they didn't want to argue, but the two of them combined couldn't match his quick wit. What could they do?
After breakfast, Mo Qingcheng instructed Liu Cuihua, "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving the house to you. Yue'er and I are going to town."
"Don't worry, Madam. There's me, Third Grandmother, Er Gou, and others at home." Liu Cuihua insisted on addressing Mo Qingcheng as Madam in public.
Mo Qingcheng was speechless: "Sister-in-law... thank you!"
Liu Cuihua chuckled: "You're too kind, Madam. Would you like to have an extra meal tonight?"
"Add a chicken leg!" Mo Qingcheng laughed heartily, waved her little hand, and led Bai Yueniang and Shangguan Yichen onto the carriage. One-Eyed Dragon and Fatty cracked their whips and sped away.
Bai Zimo pouted: "Mother has changed her mind..."
The little guy would beg to go to town with her every time. Mo Qingcheng originally wanted to take him along, but considering the recent unrest, she could only promise to give the child extra food when they got back.
Bai Ziming counted on his fingers as he ordered: braised lion's head meatballs, fried lotus root sandwiches, braised pork belly, braised pork... Mo Qingcheng's eyebrows twitched as she listened.
You little rascal, do you know how hard it is for your mother to cook?
Mu Yunchuan tugged at Bai Zimo's sleeve and whispered something. The little guy stopped crying and laughed, clapping his hands: "Fourth Brother is so amazing!"
Mu Yunchuan's lips twitched. What could an older brother do? Mother wasn't home, so he just had to spoil her...
However, Mo Qingcheng and Bai Yueniang's journey to Yutang Town was not peaceful, as they were robbed by two groups of people.
The young boy did not appear, and Bai Yueniang was very surprised: "Sister Mo, is it always like this?"
"How could that be? It's just been a bit turbulent lately... Don't worry..." Mo Qingcheng patted Bai Yueniang's hand: "Life is too quiet, a little excitement makes it more interesting..."
Bai Yueniang glared at Mo Qingcheng reproachfully: "Sister Mo, I admire you more than any wall."
The two chatted casually, Shangguan Yichen holding a military treatise, completely absorbed and unaffected. Speaking of this military treatise, it was an unexpected delight. Mo Qingcheng rummaged through her mask collection, pulled it out from the bottom of a box, pondered it for a moment, and decided to give it to her boss as a gift.
Shangguan Yichen loved it dearly; his mother was much cuter than his father… A couple of years ago, he happened to see his father reading a military book and was extremely envious. He didn’t even know a few words, so he begged for a long time, but his stinky father still wouldn’t agree.
The young boy had always had a thorn in his side, and it wasn't until Shangguan Yunxi started talking about it that I learned what was going on...
Bai Yueniang was filled with emotion. Things she had never dared to dream of on her journey of fleeing famine were now slowly becoming a reality.
It's so nice to have Sister Mo...
Upon seeing Mo Qingcheng, Manager Qian of Zuixianlou greeted her with the utmost enthusiasm, as if she were seeing his own father. Bai Yueniang blinked and said mysteriously, "Sister Mo, has your unwanted suitor arrived?"
Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated. She glanced at him sideways and said, "What kind of rotten romance is this? He's Aunt Fang's younger brother, and Fang Yidao and Fang Lian's maternal uncle."
Bai Yueniang stuck out her tongue. "I don't believe you!"
Mo Qingcheng explained her purpose and personally cooked two dishes: beef brisket with tomatoes and stir-fried meat with mushrooms.
Qian Mansheng couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks, took a bite while it was still hot, and savored the lingering fragrance: "Mrs. Mo, I bought it all—the recipe, cherry tomatoes, and mushrooms..."
This is a rare find; the restaurant's business is sure to boom.
Mo Qingcheng signed a contract with Qian Mansheng, stipulating that goods would be delivered every three days, with a limit of thirty catties of mushrooms and ten catties of cherry tomatoes per shipment. Qian Mansheng pleaded bitterly, "Mrs. Mo, this is too little..."
"Manager Qian, this stuff is difficult to cultivate. There's nothing we can do. In two months, we'll expand our base and then sign a new contract."
"Madam Mo, our Drunken Immortal Pavilion will have priority in purchasing this property."
It's a deal.
Qian Mansheng handed ten taels of silver to Mo Qingcheng when suddenly Aunt Fang's anxious cry for help came from the doorway: "Sheng-ge'er, something bad has happened..."
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