"Auntie, Ranran." Just as they arrived at the entrance of Chaoyang Palace, they encountered Ning Jitang, who was rushing out. Seeing that Yun Qingran was alright, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you all alright?"
“Completely OK!” Yun Qingran gave an OK sign.
Ning Jitang was completely confused. What did "Ouke" mean?
The three returned to Chaoyang Palace, and Consort Ning first asked Yun Qingran to examine the young prince's pulse.
After Yun Qingran finished examining the young prince's pulse, she said to Consort Ning, "Your Majesty, rest assured, the young prince's poison is slowly being neutralized. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be completely neutralized in three months. At that time, I will prescribe another medicine to help him recover."
"Thank you, Ranran." Consort Ning breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing her words.
"Aunt, you look much better today," Ning Jitang said happily, looking at Consort Ning's fair face with a faint blush.
"After taking the medicine prescribed by Ranran last night, I feel much better when I woke up today," Consort Ning replied happily.
When she was physically weak, she always felt powerless no matter what she did, which was frustrating and discouraging. Now that her health has improved, she is in a much better mood.
“Your Majesty is an adult and in good health, so the effects will naturally be faster. If nothing unexpected happens, the poison in Your Majesty's body will be completely cured in five to ten days,” Yun Qingran said.
"That's good, it won't interfere with the palace banquet performance." Consort Ning nodded, then asked, "Ranran, Tangtang, what are your thoughts on the palace banquet performance?"
Ning Jitang shook her head, looking completely bewildered. She had never learned any skills and knew nothing.
Yun Qingran did learn some skills, but they didn't seem to be very applicable, because the skills she learned were things like: 108 ways to argue online, knocking out idiots face-to-face with one move, and so on.
"Aunt, what about you?" Ning Jitang looked at Consort Ning with hope.
My aunt was an imperial concubine, so she must have had many talents.
"Well, I do know how, but it's not easy to teach. I guess your parents wouldn't allow you to learn it either." Ning Pin scratched the back of her head, a little embarrassed.
“What kind of talent do parents forbid you from learning? Aunt, please tell me what talent you have?” Ning Jitang looked at Consort Ning with hopeful eyes.
"Breaking a boulder on one's chest and splitting bricks with bare hands." Consort Ning grinned awkwardly.
Ning Jitang: ...
Yun Qingran: ...
"Don't be discouraged, I have an idea." Yun Qingran smiled slyly.
"What are your thoughts?" Consort Ning and Ning Jitang asked in unison.
“Since it’s hard to win by talent, let’s win by flattery.” Yun Qingran looked at the two of them with a smile.
"Flattery?" Consort Ning and Ning Jitang asked in unison once again.
Can you even flatter someone during a performance?
"Mmm." Yun Qingran smiled with a wink.
Back at the Zhen'an Marquis's residence that evening, Yun Qingran recounted the day's events to Yun Xiao and Yun Qingbi.
"Father, elder brother, I never expected things to turn out this way. The Imperial Concubine holds a grudge against me, and I'm afraid the Liang family will make things difficult for you as well." Yun Qingran lowered her head.
She hadn't expected the Empress and Imperial Noble Consort to appear today. She didn't care about herself, but she was afraid of implicating Yunxiao and Yun Qingbi.
“Our Zhen’an Marquis’s mansion may be broke, but it’s not like we’re without people. Those noble ladies spoke ill of you behind your back, so you deserve this result. The Liang family wouldn’t dare to openly target me and my father over some petty squabble between daughters.” Yun Qingbi didn’t blame Yun Qingran; instead, she stood up for her.
"Ranran, your older brother is right." Yunxiao nodded in agreement.
His precious daughter is the best in the world, and these people are still talking badly about her behind her back. They are so wicked.
"Father, elder brother, you are so kind." Yun Qingran threw herself into the arms of the two men, one in each arm.
Yun Qingran and Yun Xiao gently and affectionately patted her head.
The next morning, Yun Qingran got up very early. She planned to go to Gagaxiang shop to see how Zhang San was doing.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Yun Qingbi washing her hair upside down.
ex? ? ? ?
"Big brother, what are you doing?" Yun Qingran looked at Yun Qingbi, who was washing his hair upside down with great difficulty, and was both confused and shocked.
"To wash my hair," Yun Qingbi replied.
When Yun Qingran cooked for the first time, he didn't believe that she had made those delicious dishes. He made a vow in his mind: if Yun Qingran had made those dishes, he would wash his hair while doing a handstand.
So... I washed my hair upside down today.
"You have such a leisurely time. Take your time washing. I'm leaving." Yun Qingran waved to him, then went to the Gaga Fragrance Shop with Zhang San.
Upon arriving at the store, Yun Qingran looked around and found the decor quite nice.
“Young Miss, there are still two problems: the signboard hasn’t been made yet, and we don’t know what to use to pack the antique pot base when we sell it,” Zhang San said.
"Bring me some paper, I'll make a sample for the signboard, and then we'll make it according to my sample."
Old Ding quickly handed over paper and pen. Yun Qingran picked up the brush and, with a flourish, drew a plaque in the shape of a thumbs-up. The plaque was inscribed with the three large characters "Gaga Xiang" in cartoon style.
“This plaque is a bit…” Zhang San looked at the unusual plaque and stroked his chin.
"What is it?" Yun Qingran asked Zhang San cautiously.
Does this era lack aesthetic appreciation for this style?
“It’s kind of cute, hahaha~” Zhang San laughed.
It's so much fun to tease Miss Dou Dou!
"Get lost!" Yun Qingran gave him a single word.
"Uncle Ding, take this blueprint and find someone to make a plaque." Yun Qingran handed the paper in her hand to Old Ding.
"Yes, Miss, this old servant will go right away." Old Ding took it and went to find someone to make the plaque according to the blueprints.
"As for what to use to store the antique pot base when we sell it, let me think about it." Yun Qingran started racking her brains.
In this era, there were no plastic bags. Vegetables and meat were usually tied with straw ropes, while steamed buns and pastries were wrapped in lotus leaves.
The base of the antique pot is a semi-solid substance, so it cannot be tied with straw rope or wrapped in lotus leaves; it can only be stored in a container.
"I've got it! Use bamboo tubes!" Yun Qingran's mind lit up with a brilliant idea.
Bamboo tubes are cheap and can hold a lot!
Bamboo tube: Can it hold anything?
The "装" here refers to something that's meant to be displayed, not something that's meant to be pretentious.
“Okay, I’ll find someone to cut bamboo and make bamboo tubes right now.” Zhang San also thought this was a good idea.
"Oh, right, let's find a more reliable fortune teller, tell him the zodiac signs of our family of three, and ask him to find an auspicious day to prepare for the opening," Yun Qingran said.
Chinese people, without realizing it, will awaken to ancient bloodlines such as fortune telling, health preservation, and superstition.
"Mm." Zhang San nodded.
With the matter resolved and it getting late, Yun Qingran went to the palace to prepare for today's rehearsal.
Upon entering the palace, I encountered that group of noble ladies again in the Imperial Garden. They all had dark circles under their eyes, and their hands were stiff like chicken claws; it seemed they had stayed up very late copying the precepts for women last night!
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