"Long'er will get up soon, so let's all go and rest. The Hu family is bringing fish today; let's see if we can get a little more."
Zhao Kai's forehead
"Okay, you go and rest first, I'll go to sleep right away."
When Cen's mother returned to the room, she saw her little girl sleeping like a little turtle, with a bright smile on her lips.
She kissed the little dumpling's cheek, and soon a soft whimper could be heard.
—Border Town, Zhang Mansion
"Madam, these are the golden thread cakes that my husband brought back for you last night. Would you like to try them?"
After returning home, Master Zhang instructed his servants to heat up the golden thread cakes for his mother in the morning and serve them with hot porridge.
The old woman was dressed smartly, with gold jewelry on her head and hands, and looked like a stern person.
Where did my son go last night?
"Replying to Madam, my husband was entertaining several gentlemen at a brothel last night."
The old woman nodded. Men always come home very late when they go out for business dinners, and some men simply don't come home at all. Her son is good in this respect; he only goes to brothels and comes home every day.
The old woman got up early, but her daughter-in-law hadn't gotten up yet, so she said...
"Send a plate back to Madam to keep warm, saying it was brought back for her by my son."
"yes"
The maidservant left and went to the kitchen to relay a message.
The old lady picked up a piece of cake and ate it.
She regretted it after just one bite.
Take the other plate back
She felt she could finish it all.
"Which restaurant made this? It tastes quite good."
"Reporting to Madam, it should be at the Fengyue Tower."
The old lady ate the golden thread cake in silence.
The good thing is that my son goes to a brothel for drinks and delicious food, but he doesn't forget his mother.
The bad thing was that I left the food my son brought back from the brothel to my daughter-in-law.
"The daughter-in-law greets her mother."
Zhang's daughter-in-law is a bit plump, and looks very fortunate.
It was for this reason that Madam Zhang arranged her marriage to her son.
"Mom, what are you eating? It smells delicious. Did you just make it in the kitchen?"
"My son brought back some golden thread cakes for us, have a taste."
The old lady put a piece on her daughter-in-law's plate.
"Is it good? Which restaurant is it? We'll order from there again."
The old lady was speechless for a moment.
Zhang's daughter-in-law then looked at the head maid behind her and asked...
"What's wrong, Mother?"
"The pleasure quarters"
The old lady felt a little embarrassed. Her son had come back from visiting a brothel and was still thinking about the two of them. She didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Zhang's daughter-in-law smiled and said
"I thought it was nothing serious. My father-in-law had taken me to various social gatherings before."
She took a sip of porridge and continued...
"Mother, you have no idea how much those men know how to enjoy themselves. The girls there are skilled in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting, and they're beautiful and pleasing to the eye."
The old lady, watching her daughter-in-law eat and drink, was even more speechless.
Could this daughter-in-law not be very proud of her son? Why isn't she jealous at all?
"Mother, don't look at me like that. Why wouldn't I be jealous? I used to think all the girls in brothels were vixens, and that made me really angry. But after going there with Master once, I realized it's nothing. The girls in brothels are quite disdainful of men."
She whispered to her mother-in-law.
"You wouldn't believe it, the other day a gentleman got drunk and touched the hand of the maid who poured the wine. The maid went to wash her hands immediately, and that little girl was disgusted with her."
"Then what?"
"And then they wouldn't let that old man in, huh?"
"Then it won't make money?"
"Mother, you don't think that madam is a philanthropist, do you? That woman is very shrewd. She sides with the girls under her care, and those girls appreciate her kindness and work themselves to the bone to make money for her. In just one night, our private room cost this much."
Zhang's daughter-in-law made a two-pointer.
"Twenty taels?"
"Two hundred taels!"
The old lady's eyes widened. Two hundred taels for a private room for one night? Isn't the brothel richer than her family?
"Mother, you have no idea how sweet those girls are. I'd be willing to spend money on them, let alone the men."
The old lady swallowed hard, looking at the plate of empty golden thread pancakes, and said...
"Let's go sometime, the food is amazing!"
Zhang's daughter-in-law echoed.
"That's absolutely right, we can't let the men enjoy it all."
The little girl who made the golden thread pancakes was sleeping and unaware of what was happening outside.
There was a sudden commotion at the backyard gate. Little Niu Niu knew it was the Hu family delivering fish.
She quickly dressed, slipped on her shoes, and ran out the door.
They saw the steward on duty during the day settling the bill for the eldest son of the Hu family.
Good morning, Uncle.
"Long'er is good too."
The manager on duty was Zhao Kai's new accountant, surnamed Feng, who had just become acquainted with the little dumpling.
"Uncle Hu, could you add another twenty jin (10 kg) every day?"
Hu Da was a little confused by the little girl.
"ah?"
Manager Feng, having also received instructions from Zhao Kai, said...
"Yes, can we add another 20 jin (10 kg) every day?"
Hu Da scratched his head. His brother was indeed lucky, but their fishing boat couldn't catch that much. Just as he was about to refuse, he heard the little girl say...
"Huh? They're adding twenty pounds every day to the building? I want twenty pounds more!"
Manager Feng changed his tune
"Then add forty more pounds every day."
Although he had only been there a short time, he had already noticed the little girl's influence on Cen's mother. He thought, "If it doesn't work out, I'll just add 40 pounds over three days and then adjust it later."
The Hu brothers had made some money in the past few days, but with the sudden increase in orders, Hu Da had a plan in mind.
"I'll go back and rent another boat to try. If I can't salvage that much, I'll refund your money, okay?"
Manager Feng agreed and settled the deposit and the full payment from last time with him.
"What would our dragon need so many fish for?"
Zhang's mother was also awake and was nestled beside the stove, warming herself by the fire. She asked...
"Aunt Zhang, do you know how much my little rascal can eat? Yesterday, he ate a whole chicken by himself!"
The little girl drew a circle in the air with both hands and continued speaking.
"That doesn't even include the leftovers he eats. What I earn now is just enough to support him."
"Ha ha ha ha"
Mrs. Zhang laughed out loud, looked at the little girl whose hair wasn't even tied up properly, and waved her over to sit down.
The burly woman sat behind her
I gently tied up her unruly hair.
The little girl's eyes crinkled into crescents, and the two were chatting happily about something.
The sun is shining brightly
Human beauty is just right
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