Chapter 1277 - Chapter 1277 Chapter 1076 Visitors_1
Chapter 1277: Chapter 1076: Visitors_1 Chapter 1277: Chapter 1076: Visitors_1 Far away in the manor, Qiao Xiaomai received the message from Shopkeeper Hong and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She had thought that the price she had set for the watermelons, eighteen taels silver, was already ruthless, but Shopkeeper Hong had forcefully raised it by so much more.
Truly deserving of being the head shopkeeper of the Extreme Flavor Residence, he had the guts and knew how to do business!
However, Yu Ang had bought up all the watermelons, which made her couldn’t help but sigh.
She had wanted to make a big profit from the watermelons, but Yu Ang ended up keeping them all for himself.
Well, there went hundreds of thousands of taels silver.
Tong Sanlang saw her furrow her delicate eyebrows and raised his arm to circle her shoulders, “We’ll just plant some more next year.”
He had left behind several thousand catties intended for his own consumption.
If they could eat them, Yu Ang certainly could too.
When all was said and done, they were still family.
“We’ve made a name for the watermelons this time, having whetted everyone’s appetite sufficiently this year. Just wait, next year we will definitely make a killing with the watermelons.”
“That’s true,” Xiaomai took a deep breath and perked up again, “I’m going to pick a few to send over to Officer Yu, now that he’s become a county magistrate. It can serve as a congratulatory gift.”
“Let’s go together.”
“No need, you should keep busy with your work,” Xiaomai stopped him.
Tomorrow Yang Zheng would be formally taking Tong Sanlang as his master, and at that time Yang Zheng would present his gift for his apprenticeship. According to custom, he would need to return a gift.
So, right now, he was personally working on making a bow and arrows. As a martial arts master, it made sense to give a gift related to martial arts.
What he was crafting was not a traditional bow and arrows, but a miniature hand crossbow modeled after a pistol.
He had previously learned military tactics from Yang Wenxiao, who had let him try out the feel of the Divine Crossbow. So, now, he was making a miniaturized version of the hand crossbow based on the Divine Crossbow.
It was almost finished. A little more effort today and it would certainly be ready for the apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow.
As Yang Zheng’s return gift was more important than picking watermelons, Tong Sanlang continued to work on the hand crossbow, while Xiaomai went to pick watermelons in the ice cellar.
She selected ten watermelons, wrapped them in straw, packed them in a wooden box, and then went to find Fan Linong.
She had already informed Yang Wenxiao that in case she had little errands to run, she could hire the guards for a fee.
The road to Xiezi County was difficult, and the long-term and short-term workers at home were of no use, so she could only turn to Fan Linong.
By the time the watermelons were sent out, it was already late afternoon. Cicadas shrilled in the trees, the sun hung in the sky like a large furnace, heating the ground below.
Xiaomai was wrapped up tightly from head to toe as she walked towards the manor, umbrella in hand.
At that moment, the clip-clop of horse hooves approached from a distance.
The path leading to the manor had been paved with a bluestone road by now, and the hoofbeats sounded loud upon it. Following the noise, she saw an extravagant carriage.
She stood still, knowing that anyone coming this way was likely seeking her.
Indeed, the visitor was looking for her. The visitor was a student from Bailu Academy named Xie Shan, and Xiaomai recognized him. He had dined at her house last summer and had visited the manor for a meal in winter. A good friend of Fan Jia and, likewise, quite the food lover.
“Mr. Xie, it’s good to see you,” she greeted with a smile.
“Miss Qiao, it’s good to see you,” Xie Shan was a very amiable young man. Although he had an ordinary appearance, he was well-mannered and courteous.
“Is there something that brings Mr. Xie to the manor this time?” Xiaomai asked.
“I’ve come to buy watermelons. Could Miss Qiao possibly sell a few to me? My father sent a letter from the Capital City, saying that the watermelons at Extreme Flavor Residence there have sold out and I have no choice but to trouble Miss Qiao here in the manor,” Xie Shan said.