Chapter 1051 Decorating the Small Home
The peddler wanted to back out, but then the woman said, "If it doesn't count, I'll go find that sucker who just bought the incense powder and tell him..."
With fifty taels of silver in his pocket, how could he possibly refuse the silk flowers he had promised them?
"That's right. Silk flowers cost at most a dozen coins each, but the peddler still made a lot of money."
A box of face powder costs fifty taels of silver! What a rip-off!
"Of course I will give you the silk flowers I promised."
The peddler said sheepishly, "What do you mean I'm heartless? That box of face powder is a good product. It was purchased from the south and required a lot of money."
Faced with the peddler's feeble explanation, the women watching booed. The peddler's words could only fool laymen.
The quality products in any cosmetic shop in Yingcheng are better than those sold by peddlers. The only difference is that the peddler's powder comes in a more exquisite box, making it look more upscale and like a good product.
Who would have thought that after slaughtering a fat sheep, the price would be fifty taels of silver, and the other party would buy it without haggling?
"He bought it for his wife to please her, what's there for you to be jealous of?"
The peddler opened his box and took out silk flowers for his hired shills to choose from. He bluntly said, "Think about the men you married. If you spend two hundred coins on perfume, they'll probably beat you so badly you can't get out of bed!"
Fat Sheep's kindness is truly admirable; he's rich, thoughtful, and generous to his wife.
"snort!"
The women who had gathered around took the silk flowers, but were embarrassed by the peddler's words, and the crowd dispersed.
It was already getting dark when Qi Heng went to Hujia Village to pick up Lin Yuesha and take her home, but he overlooked Zhang Qing'er, as one horse cannot carry three people at the same time.
"How about this, Miss Zhang, if you don't mind, please stay one more night."
Hu Mian's mother suggested that Hu Mian go to the fishing village to draw a portrait the next day, and then send Zhang Qing'er back.
She heard that Zhang Qing'er had been rejected by her fiancé, but she didn't care at all. Instead, she liked Zhang Qing'er's straightforward personality.
He is honest, straightforward, and makes people feel comfortable.
Hu Mian's mother looked at Zhang Qing'er as if she were her own daughter-in-law, deeply feeling that her son was blessed.
“Sister Yue Sha, then I’ll stay the night.”
Zhang Qing'er lowered her head, nervously twisting the handkerchief in her hands, her voice growing softer and softer.
"Alright, thank you for taking good care of me, Aunt Hu."
Lin Yuesha exchanged a few more pleasantries with the Hu family before leaving with Qi Heng.
After she mounted her horse, Qi Heng handed her a small box wrapped in red silk from behind.
"Husband, is this for me?"
Lin Yuesha took it, touched it with her fingertip. The powder was delicate and looked quite good; it should be a high-quality product that ordinary people could afford.
"Yes, I saw a peddler from the south at the market. I remembered Miss Zhang saying that the cosmetics from the south are delicate, so I bought you a box."
Qi Heng deliberately looked to one side, feeling uneasy.
"This box of face powder must be very expensive, right?"
Lin Yuesha blinked and tentatively explored the tunnel.
"Not expensive, fifty taels of silver."
Money wasn't the issue; the main thing was Qi Heng's thoughtfulness. He wanted to give Lin Yuesha something she liked, and he always struggled with what to give as a gift.
"ah……"
Lin Yuesha took a deep breath and twitched her lips in disbelief.
Who tricked Qi Heng, such a shrewd person, into giving him a box of ordinary face powder?
What should Lin Yuesha say? Should she angrily denounce Qi Heng as a sucker or remain silent and pretend she doesn't know anything?
Lin Yuesha decisively chose the latter. For the couple, money was not important, and she did not want to dampen Qi Heng's enthusiasm.
"I like it very much, thank you, my husband."
Lin Yuesha carefully put it away, squinting her eyes and smiling, "It seems the concealer has a good concealing effect; it should be able to cover up the red mark on the corner of my mouth."
Having red marks on the corners of the mouth due to internal heat is quite embarrassing. Today, Lin Yuesha was in the kitchen talking with Hu Mianniang, who even said that Lin Yuesha and her husband must have a good relationship.
"What's the meaning?"
Qi Heng's eyes flickered, but he pretended not to understand.
"I was just a little hot-tempered, but Aunt Hu thought it was a red mark left from when we... you know, and said that young people are full of vigor..."
Lin Yuesha shook her head; she couldn't explain, lest Qi Heng take the blame.
It's normal for the couple to act this way. If she tries to explain herself, she'll only make things worse and seem pretentious.
Qi Heng remained silent. He felt guilty, sensing that his wife had seen through everything and was doing it on purpose.
Qi Heng didn't respond, and the topic was quickly moved on to the couple's plans for the New Year.
Unable to return to the capital this year, the two stayed in a fishing village in the north to celebrate the New Year.
As the year draws to a close, Lin Yuesha plans to give the craftsmen a holiday. Even if they are in a hurry to finish the work, a few more days won't make a difference. It would be good for them to relax during this time.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye; time really flies.
"We'll go back to Beijing after the permafrost thaws and the roads are repaired in the spring."
Qi Heng had already put his return trip on the agenda, but neither of them expected that they would not return to the capital again for another two years.
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With the Lunar New Year approaching, red lanterns are hung everywhere in the fishing village, and the craftsmen are in high spirits.
Tian Dali's wife, Zhao, along with the cook, made steamed buns and glutinous rice cakes every day, preparing a variety of delicious dishes. The braised pork was already ready and was heated daily with the old braising broth. The aroma made everyone sniff the air, and they looked forward to the New Year's feast even more.
Since visiting the Hu family, Zhang Qing'er has often been with Hu Mian. Lin Yuesha didn't want to disturb them, so after looking at the account books, she decided to decorate her courtyard by the sea.
When the weather was sunny, she took out the bedding, beat it, and aired it out. She swept the dust from the cabin, made several pretty cushions and seat cushions, pieced together a tablecloth from scraps of cloth, changed the curtains, and redecorated the house.
"Husband, there are jasmine flowers in the greenhouse, shall we go and get a pot?"
Since the room lacked fresh flowers, Lin Yuesha decided to bring a pot of jasmine to decorate it.
"good."
Qi Heng put down the book in his hand and took his wife to the greenhouse built by the sea.
Inside the greenhouse, the chives have grown quite tall, and we're just waiting to harvest them on New Year's Eve to make chive dumplings.
The greenhouse was too hot and stuffy. Lin Yuesha looked around and, together with Qi Heng, chose a pot of jasmine.
Normally, jasmine only blooms until November, but because it's well-cared for in a greenhouse, it's still in full bloom now.
"The flowerpot for the jasmine is not suitable."
Lin Yuesha enjoyed decorating their little home, and even Qi Heng was inspired to join in.
"Yes, why don't we go to the market and take a look?"
Villagers around Yingcheng make flowerpots by hand. Although they are rather rough, they are beautiful in shape.
Lin Yuesha immediately made a decision to choose a tea set for herself to use during the Chinese New Year.
"good."
Qi Heng immediately agreed, harnessed the horse to the carriage to pick her up, and volunteered to be her coachman.
As the year draws to a close, people increase their purchasing efforts, and large markets are held almost every day on the north and south streets of Yingcheng.
To find the style they liked, the couple went to the North Street Market, which was relatively far away. It took more than an hour to get there from the fishing village.
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