Over the next few days, the coachman Jingui and the guard Liu watched as their master would get off the carriage and head straight for Lady Hong whenever they stopped to rest. They were no longer ashamed to look at her; instead, they gradually got used to it, instead of feeling awkward at first.
However, this process only takes a few days!
The two of them had this misconception that they had changed masters along with their master!
You know what, it actually seems pretty good this way.
I eat all three meals a day with others, and sometimes we have snacks in the afternoon. When we set up tents at night, we started by deliberately keeping our distance, but then we moved them a little closer each day until now we're almost right next to each other.
Someone who didn't know better would think they were always together.
What comforted the two of them most was that at least their master hadn't completely lost his mind, and the tent was right next to the tent where Quan Jinghuai and the other boys were staying.
Otherwise, I'd be too ashamed to follow along!
"Xiaoduo, do you still have those sugar pills that you gave me the other day? Could you give me a few more bottles? I'll pay for them." As they stopped by the roadside to prepare for camping in the evening, Lan Zechen walked up to Hong Xiaoduo and asked.
Liu, the guard who was passing by and helping to move stones to build the stove, happened to hear this. He stumbled and almost dropped the stone in his hand, which then hit his foot.
Lan Zechen caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, turned his head and saw that it was his guard. His face immediately darkened, and the guard hurriedly looked away and continued walking forward.
In general, in this situation, it's wiser to just bite the bullet and slip away than to stay and nervously admit your mistake.
"Sugar pills?" Hong Xiaoduo was taken aback.
Lan Zechen took out a porcelain jar and handed it to her: "Here, this."
Hong Xiaoduo remembered, what sugar pills, they were Maltesers: "You, you've finished them?"
"Yeah, I didn't eat anything yesterday afternoon. I was already eating very sparingly," Lan Zechen emphasized.
He was telling the truth; otherwise, such a small jar could be finished in less than 15 minutes.
"Uh, this stuff tastes good, but you can't eat too much of it." Hong Xiaoduo didn't know what to say. She wanted to tell this person that these sugar pills are high in sugar, fat, and calories. Eating them in moderation is fine, but excessive intake can lead to obesity, tooth decay, and increase the risk of diabetes and cardiovascular disease.
"I know, I didn't eat much. Didn't you say that eating it when you're in a bad mood will make you feel better? It really is true."
"Look, I have nothing to eat today, so I'm not in a good mood." Lan Zechen said, then frowned and sighed.
Seeing this man in his forties earnestly asking her for candy, Hong Xiaoduo was truly at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
It's clear that this person really loves to eat.
After spending a few days together, although Brother Quan said this person was like a persistent leech, Hong Xiaoduo could tell from his voice and see that Brother Quan didn't dislike him.
Furthermore, neither she, Feiyan, nor their six children harbored any resentment towards the three of them, and they got along very well.
They got along so well that Hong Xiaoduo was even a little worried that if they spent more time together, the little ones might not be used to it or might be sad when they parted ways in Jiaozhou.
The six children called him Uncle Lanzhu, and he treated them like a family elder, not minding their noise or commotion, and looking at them with a kind and cheerful smile.
Liu, the bodyguard, would also serve as their sparring partner, and Jin Gui would help with all sorts of chores.
Thinking about all this, Hong Xiaoduo felt that it wouldn't be a bad idea to give the Pavilion Master Lan some Maltesers.
"Here you go. Remember, eating less can improve your mood, but eating too much is bad for your health." As she spoke, she took out a can of Maltesers from her purse (space).
"There really is more?" Lan Zechen's eyes widened immediately. She agreed and quickly took the item, hiding it in her sleeve pocket. She had said not to let those little kids see it.
Lan Zechen finally understood why she had given such instructions. This stuff was really delicious. Even he, as a grandfather, loved it so much, let alone the little kids.
"Ahem, Xiaoduo, I can't just take your sugar pills for nothing. Here, take this, don't think it's too little." He took out a silver note from his pocket and handed it over.
Hong Xiaoduo didn't take it. Looking at the five-hundred-tael silver note, she thought to herself that even if she was greedy, she couldn't bring herself to accept five hundred taels for a can of Maltesers. She said, "Lord Lan, you are too kind. It's just a can of sugar pills. There's no need for this. Please take it back. Although I, Hong Xiaoduo, am a little greedy, I'm not that greedy."
Judging from her tone, she really didn't intend to accept the silver note. Lan Zechen was a little disappointed, thinking to himself, "You even take the first thing from the robber's corpse, so why won't you accept what I'm offering?"
After returning the silver note, he thought of something and said, "Xiao Duo, from now on, no matter what information you want to find out, my Duobao Pavilion will give it to you for free."
Huh? Such a good thing?
Upon hearing this, Hong Xiaoduo laughed and said, "Sect Leader, are you serious? I'll take it seriously. Don't regret it when you're constantly getting free information."
Lan Zechen was delighted to hear this and said, "How could I possibly regret it? As the esteemed head of Duobao Pavilion, my word is as good as nails."
If I were to break my word and go back on my promise, Duobaoge would probably be out of business by now.
"Okay, I'll take this advantage." Hong Xiaoduo was quite happy.
The reason I was happy wasn't that I wouldn't have to spend money to gather information anymore, but rather that I felt I hadn't failed as a person in this dynasty!
Having obtained the sugar pills, Lanze Chenmei continued to follow Hong Xiaoduo, but instead headed towards her carriage. Once inside, she immediately took out the porcelain jar she had just acquired, uncorked it, and poured the contents into her palm. Three pills rolled out, and she popped one into her mouth, squinting her eyes in satisfaction. After thinking for a moment, she put another one back into the jar.
It is precisely because she did not accept her own money that she should be even more careful with her food.
Conversely, if she accepted the money, things would be much easier, since he had no shortage of money.
In less than half an hour, Yao Guang came to call the Pavilion Master, saying that dinner was ready.
"Hey? Sweet and sour fish? The aroma, the broth... Tianxuan, your cooking skills are so good you could be a chef in the imperial kitchen and cook for the Emperor." Lan Zechen praised the dishes on the table after sitting down, before even touching them.
The others at the table nodded in agreement, agreeing that what Lan Zechen said was not an exaggeration.
Sweet and sour fish, I've ordered it many times in restaurants big and small along the way, but none of them have tasted as good as Tianxuan's today. Just smelling the aroma and looking at it makes my mouth water.
"I'm not going to the imperial kitchen to cook for the Emperor. I'm not going anywhere. I'm only cooking for my mother, my master, and my sisters Feiyan and her brothers and sisters," Tianxuan said with a smile after being praised.
Upon hearing this, everyone else laughed happily, but Hong Xiaoduo paused as she reached for her chopsticks to pick up some food...
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