The young master blinked and signaled Han Xiao to go out quickly. He was really hungry.
Soon Han Xiao brought the food, which was all warmed up outside the door by Chuyi.
Looking at the simple white porridge, the young master looked at Han Xiao in disbelief, his eyes wide open as he accused Han Xiao dissatisfiedly: "You only want me to eat this?"
Han Xiao set up the small table and placed it on the bed: "Ruanruan...you can only eat this for now. When you feel better, I'll take you to a big meal, okay?"
The young master stretched out his hand to touch his back, but just as he stretched out his hand, he held back and gritted his teeth in hatred: "Humph, I don't want to drink porridge at noon, I want to eat meat!"
"Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to make you preserved egg and lean meat porridge at noon, okay?"
Han Xiao set the table, picked up the young master and took him to wash up. The young master hugged Han Xiao's neck and said coquettishly: "That's better. Anyway, I don't want to drink white porridge."
Han Xiao would satisfy any needs of the young master, not to mention it was a special case, so Han Xiao smiled and nodded in agreement.
It was almost 9:00 a.m. when the two of them finished their breakfast in a hurry. The young master was feeling unwell, so he stayed in bed reading a storybook. Han Xiao sat by the window and looked at the account book that Lu Qingyun had sent him yesterday.
Lu Qingyun has been in charge of Qihuoju since it opened, and he has basically focused all his energy on the kiln factory.
Now that Lu Qingyun had sent the account book over, Han Xiao took a quick look at it and couldn't help but marvel at the fact that no matter what era it was, the thing that was most in demand was rich people.
During the short period of its opening, Qihuoju had a considerable net profit and was often out of stock. Lao Liu even wrote to Han Xiao asking him whether he wanted to increase production.
Han Xiao wrote back, saying that the reason why Qihuoju was called Qihuo was to strictly control its production. Otherwise, how could he gain popularity if the production was everywhere?
What Han Xiao wants is not small profits but quick turnover, but also hard to come by, just like the fabric of Jinshang Pavilion. The more you want to buy it, the less I will sell it to you. People have this rebellious mentality.
Things that cannot be bought are actually the best. No matter how precious something is, once you get it for a long time, you will lose interest in it and it will become a dead object.
Han Xiao is not short of money now, so he can take it slow. After all, he is not the one in a hurry. He must make the kiln factory strive for excellence and blind the eyes of these ancient people.
In fact, what Han Xiao didn't know was that the mirrors and glass in Qihuoju had even been bought at high prices by some people with a keen business sense, and then sold to the capital at an even higher price.
However, even if Han Xiao knew about it, he wouldn't care. After all, these things can only be bought at their Qihuoju.
After the young master finished reading the storybook, he saw that Han Xiao had ignored him for a long time, and he couldn't help but want to see what Han Xiao was doing out of curiosity.
She slowly got out of bed and climbed onto Han Xiao's back: "Ha, are you scared, husband?"
Ever since the two of them were together yesterday, the young master no longer called Han Xiao brother, and instead awkwardly called him husband.
After a day of calling, I became very proficient at it.
Han Xiao turned his head and rubbed the young master's smooth face: "Yeah, I was scared by Ruanruan. I was so scared."
Looking at Han Xiao's exaggerated expression, the young master giggled non-stop. He just liked that even in his childish games, Han Xiao would cooperate with him.
She took the initiative to crawl into Han Xiao's arms and looked down at the letter Han Xiao wrote to Lao Liu: "Husband, let's go to the kiln factory. I want to play with mud. I haven't made a clay figure for you yet."
"Well, let's go in a few days. Grandpa and Third Brother will be leaving for Beijing soon. I'll take you to the kiln factory when they get back."
"Okay!" The young master smiled when he heard Han Xiao's reply.
After folding the letter, he called Xing Yi and asked him to deliver it personally and bring back Mr. Qinghe's glasses. The previous gift to Mr. Qinghe was a magnifying glass, although Mr. Qinghe was very satisfied with it.
There were still too many shortcomings for Han Xiao. With Han Xiao's efforts and Lao Liu's skills, he finally made the reading glasses.
Originally, Han Xiao wanted to go and get it himself, but now he couldn't leave the young master, so he had to let Xing Yi go.
Currently, the kiln factory produces not only reading glasses, but also more exquisite mirrors, glass tea sets, and even telescopes.
The telescope was prepared for Chu Jinglin, and it was also a gift from Han Xiao to his brother-in-law.
Several sets of tea sets were prepared for the two of them, and they were asked to go to the capital later. In fact, Han Xiao had another purpose for doing this.
It was just to let them advertise for Qihuoju in advance. Han Mingyuan would take the autumn examination in two months, and it was only a matter of time before his family moved to the capital.
Han Xiao looked at the young master with smiling eyes and couldn't help but kiss him again.
"Are you feeling better?" Han Xiao held the young master's slender and soft waist, and his hands began to wander around.
The young master twisted his body uncomfortably, trying to avoid Han Xiao's disruptive hand, but ended up provoking Han Xiao's reaction instead.
Han Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "Ruanruan, be quiet and don't move."
The young master curled his lips and muttered "beast" in his heart, but he really put his chin on Han Xiao's shoulder obediently and entwined his fingers with Han Xiao's hair.
"Husband, do you think my brother will come back to see me?" the young master said casually.
"Maybe we have to go to the capital before he comes. Have you forgotten that Dad still has to take the provincial examination?" Han Xiao responded to the young master while reciting the Heart Purification Mantra in his mind.
"Oh, well, I don't know if my brother is happy in the capital. Is the emperor good to my brother?" Thinking of Chu Jinglin's situation, the young master was a little too worried.
Han Xiao really had no way to answer the young master's question. He had never seen the emperor, but the imperial family had been ruthless since ancient times. Even if the emperor was nice to Chu Jinglin, how sincere could this kindness be?
"Don't worry, Ruanruan, Third Brother knows what to do, and he has Mr. Qinghe to help him." The fact that Mr. Qinghe was willing to go back with Chu Jinglin explained a lot.
Although Chu Jinglin came with an imperial edict, the emperor could not force Mr. Qinghe even if he was unwilling, after all, the word "please" was used in the imperial edict.
"Yeah, then I feel relieved. My husband, do you think I should prepare something for my brother? He gave me a lot of gifts, but I didn't give any gifts in return." The young master frowned when he thought of this.
He hadn't even looked at the several large boxes that Chu Jinglin had sent him yet, as Chuyi had placed them all in his private vault.
Han Xiao poked the young master's forehead and said, "I've prepared everything for Third Brother. I'll give it to him before he leaves."
"Ah, what are they? Tell me quickly." The young master shook Han Xiao's shoulders curiously.
Han Xiao smiled gently and let the young master play around: "Hahaha, these are just some things that Ruanruan has played with."
Han Xiao looked at the mirror that the young master treasured in the room. The young master's eyes sparkled. Yes, why didn't he think of it? The mirror is a good thing!
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