Chapter 6 Business Opportunities
Xiao Yu sighed and silently reviewed the plot she had seen before in her mind. After thinking it over, it seemed that there was no plot where the female lead got married, and she didn't even marry the male lead. In the end, she chose to silently become the woman behind the male lead.
Is it really just a coincidence that he shares the same name as the female lead? But then again, there are plenty of people in the world with the same name, so it's not unusual to have the same name.
It's just... to have such a one in ten thousand chance of happening to me is incredibly lucky.
Xiao Yu chuckled awkwardly, silently putting her mind at ease.
Seeing that she was still staring blankly, Song Luoning was secretly annoyed, but smiled and said softly, "Husband, let's go back."
"......"
Husband...?
Xiao Yu couldn't help but twitch her lips. After a while, she put her hand on her still slightly aching waist. She adapted to the role of a woman quite quickly. Yesterday, she refused to let herself sleep in the bed. Now that there's an extra piece of paper, she's calling him "husband."
Just because of this piece of paper?
She held the marriage certificate in her hand and shook it.
Why don't you believe it?
Song Luo Ning chuckled, her already radiant beauty enhanced by a hint of frailty beneath her smile: "Husband, are you perhaps too happy to think straight?"
Happy?
She's not happy at all.
Xiao Yu glared at her reluctantly. It seemed he needed to make money quickly so they could get a divorce sooner. Looking at Song Luo Ning's smile, he felt a little uneasy.
Just as I was about to leave, a line of small text appeared in my mind: Congratulations to the host for completing the task of starting a family and career. The system rewards you with a bowl of medicinal porridge.
"..."
The task of settling down and starting a family?
Xiao Yu was stunned for two seconds. She had just felt hungry, but the system immediately rewarded her with a bowl of hot porridge.
How thoughtful.
This is the second time she has completed a task without her knowledge. How did the system assign her these tasks?
As I was pondering this, the system displayed another prompt, as if interpreting the language of flowers: The host cannot see the tasks triggered; the system will only give the host a random reward after the task is completed.
Random reward?
Xiao Yu pursed her lips and swallowed hard, staring at the bowl of medicinal porridge in the void.
How could she take it out and drink it in a reasonable way, or could she secretly find a place to drink it and then come back?
That seems a bit unfair.
Well, she can't leave during this time anyway, and the original owner's family has no food at all, so she has to buy some rice and flour to take back, and then make a show of it and drink the porridge.
Thinking of this, her mood improved considerably, and her tone became lighter: "Wife, why don't we go buy some rice before going back?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Luoning frowned, clearly displeased with the way she was addressed. Her gaze lingered on her for a moment, then she composed herself and smiled gently, "Alright, I'll do whatever you say, my husband."
When the two arrived at the grain store, a slightly plump middle-aged man came out to greet them: "Young master, young lady, please come in. What would you like to buy? Our store has all kinds of rice and flour."
Xiao Yu glanced at the shop: "Give me fifty catties of flour and fifty catties of rice."
"Rice?" The grain shopkeeper hesitated, "I don't know what kind of rice you are talking about, young master. I've been in the grain business for so many years and this is the first time I've ever heard of rice."
? !
Xiao Yu was stunned. Could it be that there was no rice in this world?
Since she was new to the area, she decided to be cautious and asked after a moment's thought, "What kinds of rice do we usually eat?"
The shopkeeper said, "We have rice and flour. In fact, every grain of rice in our shop is plump and full, which will surely satisfy you, young master."
Rice? Isn't that just regular rice?
Is it because the world uses different names?
Xiao Yu tentatively asked, "I wonder about the rice here..."
The shopkeeper was delighted. So it was brown rice! This young man was quite charming. Brown rice it was, why bother with white rice? He knew it! He had every kind of rice in the world: "Young master, you've come to the right place to buy brown rice. Every grain of my brown rice is plump, but..."
His gaze swept over the two of them. The man's clothes were made of ordinary material, while the woman's dress was clearly made of fine Shu brocade. In those days, only high-ranking officials and nobles could afford to wear Shu brocade. He chuckled and said, "Coarse rice is hard to swallow, and eating too much of it will make your stomach uncomfortable. In my opinion, you two might as well buy some flour to eat."
brown rice?
Xiao Yu was taken aback. She wanted rice, so why was the shopkeeper recommending brown rice?
Brown rice also exists in modern times. Rice before the bran is removed is called brown rice. It has a higher nutritional value than white rice, but it is not suitable for long-term consumption. She said, "Shopkeeper, may I take a look at your brown rice?"
Seeing that she insisted on seeing it, the shopkeeper didn't say much and led her to the container of brown rice. The container was full of light brown rice grains, which were indeed as plump as the shopkeeper had said.
If you remove that membrane from such good rice, it can be considered refined rice.
But what she wanted to buy wasn't brown rice.
Xiao Yu emphasized, "I want the bran removed."
Bran removed?
The shopkeeper, Yamashita, sized her up and said, "Young master, you are joking. Brown rice is a very filling grain, and removing the bran is a very troublesome process. Only wealthy families would wash the rice to whiten it after buying it. The rice sold outside is all like this."
What?
Xiao Yu was secretly surprised. According to the shopkeeper, there was no tool for removing bran in this world yet. Perhaps she could try to make one.
At that time...
Suppressing his inner joy, Xiao Yu asked, "Shopkeeper, how much is this brown rice?"
Shopkeeper: "Fifty catties of flour costs seven hundred coins, and I'll give you three hundred coins for the brown rice."
Brown rice for only 300 coins? Is the price difference that big?
Xiao Yu was overjoyed again, and could hardly contain her smile: "Then give me another fifty catties of brown rice, a total of one hundred catties."
The shopkeeper responded and summoned a worker to begin weighing and packing the rice and flour.
Such a good thing, it's a shame they don't know its value.
Xiao Yu stood aside, beaming with joy, thinking she had really struck gold this time.
Song Luoning glanced at the coarse rice in front of her, then at Xiao Yu, her brows furrowing slightly. Did this scoundrel not hear what the shopkeeper said?
Buying so much brown rice, are they going to eat this every day from now on?
She was furious and was about to speak.
Then Xiao Yu said, "I like to eat brown rice."
"......"
Song Luoning choked, a breath stuck in her chest, and pursed her lips, giving her a resentful glance. What she liked to eat was none of her business.
The shop assistants packed the rice and flour and loaded them onto the horse-drawn cart.
After the two returned home, Xiao Yu, supporting her aching back, glanced at the frail and detached young lady and carried the rice and flour into the kitchen by herself.
Forget it, don't be angry. It's all for the sake of making a living, and besides, she still needs to drink that bowl of medicinal porridge.
We need to get rid of Song Luoning first before she can have a chance to drink; it wouldn't be good if Song Luoning saw us.
Thinking of the medicinal porridge, Xiao Yu immediately put on a smiling face: "Wife, I'll cook the porridge. You don't look well, so why don't you go back and rest early?"
Song Luoning glanced at the unappetizing brown rice. Anyway, she didn't know how to cook it, and after a whole morning of bumpy travel, her already delicate body was already a bit exhausted. Oh well, she didn't expect it to taste that good, and dragged her tired body back to bed.
Glancing at her retreating figure as she went back into the house, Xiao Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He rinsed the brown rice, added water, and started a fire to cook it before taking the bowl of porridge out of thin air.
A rich aroma of rice instantly filled Xiao Yu's nostrils. Xiao Yu swallowed and was about to open his mouth when a cough came from inside the house. It wasn't very loud, but it was still quite disturbing.
Xiao Yu stood up, stared at the door for a long time, then made a bowl of cough syrup with a sullen face. He hesitated for a moment when he picked up the bowl, then gritted his teeth and took the bowl of medicinal porridge in as well.
Song Luoning leaned against the bed curtains, her pale face slightly flushed from coughing. Each cough seemed to break her frail body. When she saw Xiao Yu enter, she sat up straight and said softly, "Luoning has been weak since childhood, husband, please don't worry."
Who's worried?
If it weren't for your persistent cough, which is so annoying, Xiao Yu handed you the medicinal porridge with a hint of annoyance: "Drink the porridge first, and then drink the medicine."
Song Luo Ning paused for a moment, then accepted Wan's gift. "Thank you." She curved her lips into a smile, a smile that seemed somewhat broken on her pale face.
"......"
Xiao Yu glared at her, annoyed, and said, "Eat up."
Her medicinal porridge.
He didn't even drink a drop himself, but gave it all to this woman.
Under her gaze, Song Luoning took a small sip. The rice was fragrant and the grains were chewy. It had a faint medicinal aroma and, strangely enough, no bitterness at all.
She was secretly surprised; she hadn't expected this person to cook so well. The bowl of medicinal porridge was quickly emptied.
Song Luoning handed the empty bowl to Xiao Yu, then took the syrup from her and drank it. After drinking the bowl of medicine, she felt much better, and the tightness in her chest disappeared. She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the medicine stains from the corner of her mouth, saying softly, "Thank you for your trouble, husband."
Xiao Yu felt a pang of sadness and said with a sullen face, "I'm going out." She put away the bowl and prepared to walk out.
"Wait a minute," Song Luoning called out to her, "We're married now, shouldn't we go and pay our respects to your parents-in-law?"
In-laws?
Xiao Yu was stunned. If she remembered correctly, the original owner had no father since childhood. Her mother, Xiao Jiangshi, raised her alone. As an orphan and a widow, and with relatives coveting the family property, they had no choice but to raise the original owner as a boy. Unexpectedly, the original owner was cute and sensible from a young age, but the older he grew, the more out of control he became. In the end, he was so angry with the original owner that he severed ties with her.
Is it really a good time to go now?
Seeing that she remained silent, Song Luoning asked, "Husband, is there something inconvenient?"
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