Chapter 43 Each According to Their Own Abilities
Because Liu Kuan wanted too many potted plants, he had his entourage accompany him back to the Lin family home. The potted plants were carried out one by one and transported to the dock. After inspecting the goods, Liu Kuan paid the balance.
After storing the money in their space, Lin Zhaozhao and Lin Yangyang pushed the cart to find Lin Fusheng and Li Xiujuan.
"Why are you pushing a cart to the dock? With so many people coming and going, aren't you afraid of bumping into people?" Li Xiujuan and Lin Fusheng were tidying up their stall. After yesterday's lesson, they adjusted the quantity of meat buns and vegetarian buns, and sure enough, they sold out faster than yesterday.
"We got a big order, sold fifteen potted plants." Lin Zhaozhao leaned closer and whispered the news of today's success. Li Xiujuan and Lin Fusheng looked on incredulously. "I knew Zhaozhao was capable."
Li Xiujuan's cheeks flushed with excitement as she gripped Lin Fusheng's hand tightly.
"Wife, if you don't tone down your strength, my hand might be ruined." Lin Fusheng made his presence known at the right moment, and Li Xiujuan smiled awkwardly and let go.
After packing up their stall, the family of four headed back. As they passed through a dark alley, Li Xiujuan paused and tossed a tightly wrapped bun in oil paper into a secluded spot. Noticing the sisters' puzzled looks, Li Xiujuan explained, "There's a wild child at the dock, only five or six years old and so small. His eyes look just like your older brother's. We're well-off now, so we're helping out as much as we can. It's like accumulating good fortune for Zheng'er and Dan'er."
"If only I hadn't gone to the battlefield." Li Xiujuan sighed and took a few steps forward. No one noticed that right where Li Xiujuan had just thrown the bun, a thin, dark hand reached out.
Li Family Study
Li Bingzhu was half-reclining on a recliner, engrossed in reading a storybook. However, he felt something was missing. Upon seeing this, the servant hurriedly brought him pastries and fruit.
As Li Bingzhu turned the page of the storybook, he sipped a pastry and a cup of tea. The moment the fruit entered his mouth, his brows furrowed, and he listlessly tossed the peach piece into the dish. "Where are the peaches I usually eat? Why are these peaches not crisp, not sweet, and bland today?"
"Young master, these are peaches that the steward just bought. The ones you ate earlier were from the potted peach trees that were delivered the other day."
"Why not cut the ones growing in pots?"
“They’re all gone.” Li Bingzhu’s face was grim. The servant quickly explained, “The peaches tasted good. In the past few days, people from the old lady, master, and madam’s rooms have been asking for them. They’ve been asking for three a day. There were only thirteen on the tree in total.”
"Go buy a few more pots tomorrow, including apples and figs, and if you have any strawberries, buy them all too. I'm not short of money."
"Yes, young master."
Meanwhile, Zhang Family Mansion
"Son, do you still have the apples you bought the other day?" Madam Zhang hurried towards Zhang Wenlang, who was confused. "What apples?"
“Young master, Madam was referring to the apple bonsai.” The servant was the first to realize what was going on and explained to Zhang Wenlang.
"What's wrong, Mother? It's just a few apples. Huichun has plenty. We can just send someone to buy some." Zhang Wenlang didn't take it seriously, but his wife slapped him on the back of the head. "What do you know? Can apples bought outside compare to these?"
"Your grandmother has been ill for many years and has a poor appetite. Yesterday, she ate a few pieces of apple and drank half a bowl more porridge than usual. If I had known your grandmother liked apples, I wouldn't have had them all given away at yesterday's banquet." Madam Zhang was filled with regret. Zhang Wenlang was dumbfounded. "Is it really that amazing?"
"Zhang Wenlang".
"Mother, don't worry, I'll have someone bring a few pots back tomorrow."
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