I brought back some grilled sausages during the National Day holiday.
The man took a bite and asked him, "What about the rest of the silver?"
Eleven looked at him and said, "I gave it all to that woman. I know you despise the Fifth Prince's stingy ways, so I left all the money to her."
"..."
The man took a bite, his eyes lit up, and he slammed his hand on the table and stood up.
Eleven immediately drew her knife and looked at him warily, "Is there something strange?"
Eleven was ready to chop off Meng Qingluan's head the moment the man nodded.
The man took out five taels of silver and threw it to Eleven, saying, "Buy them all."
eleven:"……"
Eleven withdrew his sword, speechless. Was such a big reaction really necessary?
He took the money and went straight to Meng Qingluan's stall to buy some.
A long queue had already formed in front of Meng Qingluan's stall; the aroma of the grilled sausages was incredibly tempting.
In addition, the outer casing is oily.
Many adults looked on with drooling mouths, but most were reluctant to spend seven coins to buy a small grilled sausage.
Children are different; they're already incredibly greedy, and on top of that, Meng Qingluan deliberately smash and eat in front of them.
Many children clung to their parents' legs, crying and begging to buy one.
The adults had no choice; it would be too embarrassing to stay in the bustling city center.
In addition, people felt they couldn't let the children suffer, so many people took out seven coins to buy one.
One person went to buy it, and many children followed suit.
Meng Qingluan's stall quickly became lively.
When I arrived at the stall on the 11th, there was already a long queue. I frowned and went straight to the first line.
The people behind were dissatisfied.
Why are you cutting in line?
"Go to the back of the line and wait your turn. Can't you see we still want to buy some?"
"..."
Ignoring the dissatisfaction of the crowd, Shiyi directly took out five taels of silver and slammed it onto the stall.
"Take it all with you."
"..."
Meng Qingluan originally wanted to persuade him to join the queue at the back, but she immediately held back when she saw the heavy, white silver.
Alright!
Ignoring the protests of the crowd, Meng Qingluan packed all the sausages into oil paper and handed them to him.
I grabbed some grilled sausages and left on the 11th.
Meng Qingluan was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.
I've had incredible luck today.
Shen Yan also found it strange. Was that person crazy? Wasn't he afraid of eating himself to death?
They're probably plotting something again.
Everyone was angry because they hadn't eaten anything, but the child was still clamoring for food.
He could only suppress his anger and ask Meng Qingluan to reserve one for him for tomorrow.
The two prepared to pack up and go home before noon, which was the fastest Meng Qingluan had ever sold out.
As Meng Qingluan and Shen Yan walked home, Shen Yan couldn't help but remind them.
"I'm going to work odd jobs at Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow, so be careful on your own."
Meng Qingluan nodded and gave a perfunctory agreement.
"I'll be fine on my own."
"..."
Shen Yan wanted to say something, but he knew he couldn't say it now.
Although he doesn't dislike Meng Qingluan now, she's not enough for him to disrupt his plans for her.
One wrong step, and the whole game is lost.
After a long silence, Shen Yan repeated himself.
"Even when you're alone, you have to be careful, especially against men who take a large sum of money to buy a single grilled sausage."
Meng Qingluan turned to look at him, but when their eyes met, the other person looked away.
Meng Qingluan suddenly reached out and pinched his face, kneading it like dough.
"Chen Yan, do you not hate me anymore?"
Meng Qingluan looked at him expectantly. Ever since Shen Yan fell ill last time, Meng Qingluan had noticed a change in his attitude towards her.
However, she wanted to hear Shen Yan say it himself.
After all, raising sisters is really fulfilling.
That way, I won't die when I go to the capital with Shen Yan?
Shen Yan grasped her restless hand, "When have I ever disliked you?"
"Hmph."
Meng Qingluan gave him a look that said, "You know what's going on in your heart."
Shen Yan turned her head away guiltily and asked her in a soft voice.
"And you? You don't hate me anymore?"
Meng Qingluan released her hand and answered.
"When have I ever hated you? I've always loved Chen Yan the most!"
"..."
Shen Yan turned his head and stared at her with wide eyes, his pupils dilating in shock.
Ignoring his shock, Meng Qingluan urged him, "Hurry up, we still need to feed Ruhua and Siyu when we get home."
Chen Yan snapped out of his daze, straightened his back stiffly, and continued pushing the cart.
The mere thought of those two beautiful women made his lips twitch involuntarily.
"As beautiful as a flower" is the name of two pigs in the family's pigsty...
It was Meng Qingluan who wrote it.
The two walked a short distance further when Chen Yan suddenly spoke.
"Don't casually express your liking for someone you don't like."
Meng Qingluan was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that he was referring to what she had just said.
Meng Qingluan looked at him intently.
"I didn't tell anyone I didn't like that I really like you."
Meng Qingluan felt that what she said was not wrong; she didn't dislike Shen Yan in the first place.
In addition, Shen Yan is good-looking; just looking at him every day is enough to make one feel happy.
"Um."
Chen Yan appeared composed, but her earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. When no one was looking, the corners of her mouth curved into a smile.
"..."
——
The next morning, Meng Qingluan delivered the inkstone to Nanfeng Pavilion.
The guards in the building recognized Meng Qingluan, after all, she was the poorest, most destitute, and still full of delusions.
Upon seeing her, he immediately clenched his fists warily.
Chen Yan stopped and turned to her, saying, "Alright, are you still going to follow me in?"
Meng Qingluan shook her head, still worried, and gave him another reminder.
"Remember to take good care of yourself. I'm on East Street. I'll come pick you up early tonight. You must wait for me to go home together."
Shen Yan listened to her nagging and nodded with a faint smile.
"Know."
Meng Qingluan waved goodbye to him.
"Bye-Bye!"
Goodbye? Shen Yan was puzzled by the strange words Meng Qingluan uttered.
Never mind, she always says these weird things.
Shen Yan guessed with a fairly accurate guess that this should mean "see you again".
See you tonight.
"..."
Young Master Yu stood on the third floor, his hands unconsciously clenching as he rested on the wooden railing.
His usually gentle and refined expression became tense.
As Shen Yan went upstairs, he remained in the same position.
Shen Yan ignored his deadpan expression, as if he hadn't seen him at all, and walked past him.
As he approached, Young Master Yu's face darkened, and he asked in a hoarse voice while watching his retreating figure.
"Why haven't you come to see me these days?"
Shen Yan turned to look at him, her expression indifferent.
Why did I come to find you?
Young Master Yu clenched his fist, chuckled, and said slowly.
“You can take up an official position after you return to the capital. Why did you listen to that stupid woman and take the exam? You know perfectly well how much trouble this will cause you in the future.”
"You should have killed her and just stayed at the South Wind Pavilion until this was all over."
Shen Yan frowned, his face turning cold with disgust. He ignored him and walked straight ahead.
"A sunken inkstone?!"
Young Master Yu walked angrily toward him, blocking his path and reaching out to try to pull him back.
Chen Yan dodged it.
Shen Yan's face turned completely cold, and he warned in a chilling voice.
"Mind your own business. I know what I'm doing."
"If I don't care, then who can?" Young Master Yu retorted.
After a long pause, Young Master Yu looked contemptuously toward the entrance downstairs and smiled sinisterly.
"Her? A female hooligan, you haven't fallen for her, have you? Don't forget that all women are a bunch of liars, have you forgotten your slutty mother?"
Shen Yan glanced at him with the same disdain, then replied with a cold laugh.
"I could like anyone, but I could never like you."
Shen Yan frowned in disgust. "You only disgust me. Get out of here!"
Young Master Yu's face turned pale and bloodless at his words, and his body trembled.
“Chen Yan, don’t forget that we are the same kind of people.”
Shen Yan ignored him and had already walked away.
Young Master Yu suddenly realized that the person from before hadn't refuted him...
Young Master Yu clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, as resentment and fear grew wildly in his heart.
He can't let go.
Having been given a second chance at life, how could he let a damned person steal his inkstone?
Shen Yan must have loved him, otherwise why would she be willing to die for him?
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