"So you finally decided to come? I thought you were some rich young lady. What, do you expect me, an old man, to serve you? You dare to be lazy on your second day after you married into the family? You think you're something special!"
"Smack—"
When she got excited, Mrs. He slammed her hand on the table.
Xiao Qing trembled with fright.
"Mother, I'm sorry, I overslept. I'll get you some water to wash up right away. Please don't be angry, getting angry will harm your health."
Seeing that she was as frightened as a kitten, Mrs. He's anger subsided somewhat.
But that didn't quell my anger.
As a result, Xiaoqing wasn't even allowed to eat breakfast.
The Wei family's shop is open from morning to evening. After marrying Xiaoqing yesterday, they went to work at the shop and did not take a day off because of the wedding.
That's why I ate so late yesterday.
It's not time to open the store yet.
After finishing her meal, Mrs. He went to her son's room to check the sheets. Just then, Wei Dachuan finished dressing and was about to come out, and the two almost bumped into each other.
Wei Dachuan reacted quickly. He took a step back and moved aside to let He Shi in first, thus avoiding a collision.
"Mom, what are you doing in such a rush?"
He didn't answer him. Instead, she went straight to the bedside, lifted the thin blanket, bent down, and carefully examined the sheets. She looked left and right, and finally found what she was looking for in the middle of the sheets: a bloodstain the size of a fingernail.
Mrs. He felt relieved.
It's good that she's a virgin.
The Wei family would never marry a dirty woman!
"Son, have some breakfast. You must be exhausted from last night. Bai, go and fetch your husband some water so he can wash up!"
"Yes, Mother."
Xiaoqing didn't eat much last night, and her mother-in-law punished her by not allowing her to eat breakfast. In addition, she had extra training at night, so she felt weak all over and spoke in a weak voice.
She was worried that if she was too slow, her mother-in-law would find another reason to scold her.
So after replying, he immediately went to the kitchen.
She was even busier than when she was a maid.
Xiao Chun, who was doing laundry nearby, watched her with schadenfreude.
I have no idea what I'm thinking.
The town, which is quite far from the Wei family's residence, has already become lively. The two bridges are full of people, some selling wild fruits from the mountains, some selling fresh vegetables they grow themselves, and others selling snacks, breakfast items, and handmade bamboo baskets. The shouts and calls of the vendors are mixed together.
Each has its own unique characteristics.
Yan Xia came out of the pastry shop with a bamboo basket in her hand, intending to buy some seasonal fruit on the bridge to chill and eat later when it gets hot.
"Madam, would you like to buy some wild fruits? I have fresh mulberries and bayberries here. Come and take a look, if they're not sweet, you don't have to pay!"
"Oh?" Yan Xia was drawn over by the cries of the vendors beside her.
She walked over to the two bamboo baskets and squatted down.
"Can I try some?" Yan Xia asked her.
"Yes, yes, you can try it. If it's not sweet, then you don't have to buy it."
The small vendor was very confident in his fruit.
This is what her family picked in the deep mountains yesterday.
They picked only the top ones, leaving the sour ones at the bottom for their own consumption.
Yan Xia then picked up a mulberry and popped it into her mouth.
The fruit burst open in her mouth the instant her teeth touched.
Luckily, her mouth was tightly closed, so the juice didn't spill out. If mulberry juice got on your clothes, you wouldn't be able to wash it off.
"Hmm, it's very sweet, but the slight tartness actually makes it taste even better. How much is it?"
Yan Xia then tried the bayberries.
They weren't as sour as I imagined; both kinds of wild berries were mostly sweet.
"I don't have anything to weigh things here, so I can only pack it in a lotus leaf for you. It'll cost 1 coin per serving."
Wild fruits are worthless. Jiashu County is surrounded by mountains, and villagers from the surrounding areas will go to the mountains to pick fruits when they are not busy with farm work, and bring them to town to sell in exchange for a meager amount of money to supplement their household income.
A large bag for only one coin? Yan Xia felt it was practically free.
If this were in modern times, it would cost at least several tens of dollars, so she simply bought them all.
“Then I’ll take both baskets. You can take them directly to Yan’s Pastry Shop. Look, after you get off the bridge, walk a few steps forward and then turn right. Just tell them that Manager Yan asked you to deliver them, and someone will naturally pay you.”
Yan Xia looked at the fruit in the bamboo basket; each weighed at least thirty pounds.
It's unclear how long the woman had been picking them.
"Thank you so much, Manager Yan. I'll charge you sixty coins for these two baskets of fruit. Is that alright?"
One lotus leaf can hold about one pound of fruit.
Two baskets weighing about 60 jin (30 catties).
If you give her a discount of several coins, Yan Xia will definitely agree.
"Okay, send it over."
After Yan Xia finished speaking, she continued walking forward with her bamboo basket slung over her shoulder. Her index finger and thumb were stained purple when she picked up the mulberries.
I wiped it with a cloth, but it's still very obvious.
"Manager Yan!"
Suddenly, Yan Xia heard someone calling her.
She shifted her attention from her fingers and looked in the direction of the sound.
Aunt Tao, who had given her peaches last summer, was waving at her.
It turned out to be an acquaintance.
Yan Xia smiled and walked towards her. "Aunt Tao, you're here to sell peaches again? The peaches ripened early this year. How do they taste? Didn't I tell you last year that you should send peaches to my shop this year too?"
“Oh dear, the taste of this first batch of early peaches is really just so-so. Look at me, I only brought half a basket, so I didn’t bring any for you. The early peaches are slightly more sour than last year’s. If you use them to make pastries, I’m afraid it will affect your reputation. Come, sit down and let’s talk. The sun is too strong. There’s a bridge blocking the light, so it’ll be a little cooler.”
As Aunt Tao spoke, she pulled Yan Xia to sit on the edge of the bridge.
They even took out a piece of cloth to cushion her, afraid that it would get her clothes dirty.
Yan Xia sat down as usual.
It was indeed very sunny. After sitting down, the railing blocked most of the glaring sunlight. Yan Xia looked at Aunt Tao and saw a man standing next to her, who looked to be about twenty years old.
She looks honest and unassuming, a bit dark-skinned, with a square face, a round nose, and large eyes, bearing a resemblance to Aunt Tao.
He must be Aunt Tao's grandson.
"Manager Yan, it's been a long time. You've become more and more beautiful. Look at you, you're even younger than my granddaughter-in-law. If I had met you for the first time, I would have believed you if you said you were twenty."
Aunt Tao gently patted Yan Xia's hand.
His eyes were filled with amazement.
"Haha, money makes people rich. Aunt Tao, please send the peaches to my shop. Don't worry about them being a little sour, I'll use them for other things. After that, don't sell the ripe ones, send them all to my shop. Actually, these aren't enough, my shop will need to buy more peaches this year, at least a thousand catties."
Yan Xia's homemade peach jam has run out.
Recently, the shop has only been selling classic pastries like flower cakes and original peach shortbread, as well as new products.
She needs to stockpile enough for a year to last until next summer.
After all, several branches suddenly opened.
The existing stock is completely unable to keep up with the consumption.
"Oh my, you want so many peaches? Then you really don't have enough peaches from my house. Zhong'er, carry the bamboo basket to Manager Yan's shop. Go to the right, go down the bridge, walk a few steps and then turn right again and you'll see it."
"Grandma, how much should we charge for the peaches?"
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