The women of the Fang and Xie families heard that He Zhiran was treating the officials to dinner tonight and rushed over to help.
He Zhiran was in no hurry to start cooking. Instead, she first taught Eighth Sister-in-law how to cook medicinal soup to nourish Mo Chuhan's health.
When Eighth Sister-in-law saw how many valuable ingredients He Zhiran had bought for Mo Chuhan's health, she was so moved that her eyes reddened.
"Sister-in-law, you must have spent a lot of silver on this?"
He Zhiran casually smiled, "It wasn't much, don't worry about it."
Indeed she hadn't spent much from Taobao. Though you could buy anything there, items like thousand-year ginseng and lingzhi described in novels didn't actually exist.
It was all cultivated by advanced methods.
And it wasn't expensive either.
Two ginsengs cost 1,500 yuan. She chose the best looking lingzhi, spending 1,400 yuan.
Add in the silkie chicken and meat pigeon, still less than half the money from selling one silver hairpin.
To He Zhiran now, this was pocket change.
Moreover, Emperor Shunwu was footing the bill so she felt no pressure.
Seeing the fine supplements her sister-in-law bought for her husband, Eighth Sister-in-law studied the soup carefully, afraid of ruining the precious ingredients.
After making sure Eighth Sister-in-law could handle it independently, He Zhiran went to prepare dinner.
The feast tonight was to satisfy Official Peng and the others while celebrating Mo Chuhan's homecoming.
With everyone's help, He Zhiran only needed to cook.
As before, Mo Jiuye squatted nearby, helping tend the fire.
He now had another use too.
That was to help He Zhiran sneak ingredients from her space.
Whenever she wanted to secretly take out seasonings, Mo Jiuye would look around before blocking people's line of sight.
The couple worked seamlessly together. By nightfall, eight dishes and one soup were finished.
Red braised pork ribs, He Zhiran’s favorite, were essential.
There was also ready-made crystal elbow pork she’d bought straight from Taobao, making everyone drool.
The perfectly roasted duck, Dongpo pork, radish stuffed meatballs soup and other colorfully prepared dishes had generous portions, even the Fang and Xie families got a share.
Only the woeful He family, who now cowered without He Zhizhuan, could merely watch from afar.
Outside, two large oilcloths were spread on the ground for the officials.
This was the first family reunion dinner since Mo Chuhan returned.
At Lady Mo’s invitation, everyone crowded around together, livelier this way.
Having just downed a huge bowl of medicinal chicken soup from his wife, Mo Chuhan wasn’t hungry now.
But thinking this celebrated his homecoming, he tried to eat more.
Afraid her husband might not get his fill, Eighth Sister-in-law continuously heaped food on his bowl.
After the meal Mo Chuhan had to walk around to help digestion...
He Zhiran gave Eighth Sister-in-law medicine to boost immunity, telling her to administer it to Mo Chuhan twice a day.
Exhausted from the busy day and lack of sleep last night over Mo Chuhan’s matter, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye returned to their tent early to rest up for traveling tomorrow.
Perhaps from drinking wine, Mo Jiuye’s hot body kept lightly touching hers tonight.
Feeling the heat emanating from him, her body reflexively tensed.
Strangely, she didn’t dislike the sensation at all, even feeling a trace of pleasure and excitement.
Her encroaching drowsiness was abruptly dispelled by these peculiar feelings.
Glancing over, Mo Jiuye had his eyes shut, breathing evenly, clearly already asleep.
To keep her mind from wandering, He Zhiran entered her space, wanting to check Taobao and reply to Little Collector.
This gave He Zhiran a huge surprise.
When she went to town for supplies earlier, there was no record of transactions in the shop.
But now the message box showed an income of 13 million!
In all the time her antique shop was open, today’s profits exceeded the total previously.
If not for worrying about waking Mo Jiuye, she could have jumped and shouted to express her elation.
Looking over the purchase record, it was all ‘Little Collector’ as expected.
She wondered what Little Collector did for a living to splurge like this.
Curious, she opened the chat with him.
Little Collector: Boss, I urgently need a batch of paintings and vases recently. Please list them as soon as possible if you have stock. Price is no object.
He sent the message at 3:05 pm, over five hours ago now.
Unsure if he was still online, she tentatively responded:
“I have countless paintings and vases for you. What price range do you want?”
Assuming no reply from Little Collector, she was about to browse other things when his avatar flashed - he astonishingly messaged back!
He Zhiran hurriedly opened the chat.
Little Collector: I have no requirements as long as they’re quality pieces from your shop.
He Zhiran: No problem, I'll provide as many as you need.
Little Collector: (╰(*°▽°*)╯) Really? Wonderful, please list them quickly boss, I can hardly wait.
To expedite listing, she flashed straight into her space.
Now that Mo Jiuye knew about it, she had nothing to worry about either.
Using her consciousness, she summoned a huge quantity of paintings and vases.
Snapping photos, pricing, uploading, all done swiftly.
These were so bulky that selling them online significantly freed up room.
This time, determined to go all out, she listed nearly a thousand pieces!
Opening Little Collector’s chat box, she messaged: Listing complete, please browse and purchase whatever you like!
Seeing the shop suddenly expanded with so many new listings, Little Collector couldn’t peel his eyes away, let alone respond right now!
Assuming he’d gone to rest already since it was so late, feeling tired herself, she decided to leave the space and visit the god of dreams too.
Anyway these were items Little Collector specially asked for and she’d uploaded tons, first thing after waking up tomorrow would be to check sales!
The women of the Fang and Xie families heard that He Zhiran was treating the officials to dinner tonight and rushed over to help.
He Zhiran was in no hurry to start cooking. Instead, she first taught Eighth Sister-in-law how to cook medicinal soup to nourish Mo Chuhan's health.
When Eighth Sister-in-law saw how many valuable ingredients He Zhiran had bought for Mo Chuhan's health, she was so moved that her eyes reddened.
"Sister-in-law, you must have spent a lot of silver on this?"
He Zhiran casually smiled, "It wasn't much, don't worry about it."
Indeed she hadn't spent much from Taobao. Though you could buy anything there, items like thousand-year ginseng and lingzhi described in novels didn't actually exist.
It was all cultivated by advanced methods.
And it wasn't expensive either.
Two ginsengs cost 1,500 yuan. She chose the best looking lingzhi, spending 1,400 yuan.
Add in the silkie chicken and meat pigeon, still less than half the money from selling one silver hairpin.
To He Zhiran now, this was pocket change.
Moreover, Emperor Shunwu was footing the bill so she felt no pressure.
Seeing the fine supplements her sister-in-law bought for her husband, Eighth Sister-in-law studied the soup carefully, afraid of ruining the precious ingredients.
After making sure Eighth Sister-in-law could handle it independently, He Zhiran went to prepare dinner.
The feast tonight was to satisfy Official Peng and the others while celebrating Mo Chuhan's homecoming.
With everyone's help, He Zhiran only needed to cook.
As before, Mo Jiuye squatted nearby, helping tend the fire.
He now had another use too.
That was to help He Zhiran sneak ingredients from her space.
Whenever she wanted to secretly take out seasonings, Mo Jiuye would look around before blocking people's line of sight.
The couple worked seamlessly together. By nightfall, eight dishes and one soup were finished.
Red braised pork ribs, He Zhiran’s favorite, were essential.
There was also ready-made crystal elbow pork she’d bought straight from Taobao, making everyone drool.
The perfectly roasted duck, Dongpo pork, radish stuffed meatballs soup and other colorfully prepared dishes had generous portions, even the Fang and Xie families got a share.
Only the woeful He family, who now cowered without He Zhizhuan, could merely watch from afar.
Outside, two large oilcloths were spread on the ground for the officials.
This was the first family reunion dinner since Mo Chuhan returned.
At Lady Mo’s invitation, everyone crowded around together, livelier this way.
Having just downed a huge bowl of medicinal chicken soup from his wife, Mo Chuhan wasn’t hungry now.
But thinking this celebrated his homecoming, he tried to eat more.
Afraid her husband might not get his fill, Eighth Sister-in-law continuously heaped food on his bowl.
After the meal Mo Chuhan had to walk around to help digestion...
He Zhiran gave Eighth Sister-in-law medicine to boost immunity, telling her to administer it to Mo Chuhan twice a day.
Exhausted from the busy day and lack of sleep last night over Mo Chuhan’s matter, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye returned to their tent early to rest up for traveling tomorrow.
Perhaps from drinking wine, Mo Jiuye’s hot body kept lightly touching hers tonight.
Feeling the heat emanating from him, her body reflexively tensed.
Strangely, she didn’t dislike the sensation at all, even feeling a trace of pleasure and excitement.
Her encroaching drowsiness was abruptly dispelled by these peculiar feelings.
Glancing over, Mo Jiuye had his eyes shut, breathing evenly, clearly already asleep.
To keep her mind from wandering, He Zhiran entered her space, wanting to check Taobao and reply to Little Collector.
This gave He Zhiran a huge surprise.
When she went to town for supplies earlier, there was no record of transactions in the shop.
But now the message box showed an income of 13 million!
In all the time her antique shop was open, today’s profits exceeded the total previously.
If not for worrying about waking Mo Jiuye, she could have jumped and shouted to express her elation.
Looking over the purchase record, it was all ‘Little Collector’ as expected.
She wondered what Little Collector did for a living to splurge like this.
Curious, she opened the chat with him.
Little Collector: Boss, I urgently need a batch of paintings and vases recently. Please list them as soon as possible if you have stock. Price is no object.
He sent the message at 3:05 pm, over five hours ago now.
Unsure if he was still online, she tentatively responded:
“I have countless paintings and vases for you. What price range do you want?”
Assuming no reply from Little Collector, she was about to browse other things when his avatar flashed - he astonishingly messaged back!
He Zhiran hurriedly opened the chat.
Little Collector: I have no requirements as long as they’re quality pieces from your shop.
He Zhiran: No problem, I'll provide as many as you need.
Little Collector: (╰(*°▽°*)╯) Really? Wonderful, please list them quickly boss, I can hardly wait.
To expedite listing, she flashed straight into her space.
Now that Mo Jiuye knew about it, she had nothing to worry about either.
Using her consciousness, she summoned a huge quantity of paintings and vases.
Snapping photos, pricing, uploading, all done swiftly.
These were so bulky that selling them online significantly freed up room.
This time, determined to go all out, she listed nearly a thousand pieces!
Opening Little Collector’s chat box, she messaged: Listing complete, please browse and purchase whatever you like!
Seeing the shop suddenly expanded with so many new listings, Little Collector couldn’t peel his eyes away, let alone respond right now!
Assuming he’d gone to rest already since it was so late, feeling tired herself, she decided to leave the space and visit the god of dreams too.
Anyway these were items Little Collector specially asked for and she’d uploaded tons, first thing after waking up tomorrow would be to check sales!
