The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

Chapter 184 - 184: Hard Work

Chapter 184: Chapter 184: Hard Work

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After receiving a pair of chopsticks from a servant, he immediately started eating the slip fish slices without holding back.

“I knew it, the dishes served during my daily meals are not compared to the ones served when the eldest young master is back. I can tell, this slip fish slice is much better than what I usually have.”

Fan Wenxuan wolfed down his food while rambling on.

He was obviously disregarding any sense of decorum.

Ning Feng had long become accustomed to Fan Wenxuan’s lack of restraint in his daily life, so he just shook his head helplessly and retreated to the doorway.

“I assumed Mr. Fan was like a fish in water here, leading a carefree life every day. I didn’t expect you to be so dissatisfied with the food.”

Chu Jinnian glanced at Fan Wenxuan, his tone cold, “If you’re not satisfied with the food on a daily basis, then Mr. Fan should pray for me to come back more often, so you can enjoy your meals a bit more.”

If Chu Jinnian came back every day, wouldn’t he suffocate?

Fan Wenxuan pursed his lips, glanced at Chu Jinnian, and put the chopsticks on the table: “Your temper is really big, even at this moment it doesn’t diminish. Your grudge is as pointed as a needle!”

Chu Jinnian once again glanced at Fan Wenxuan.

His eyes were cold like a sharp sword.

“This matter, can’t I apologise to you for it?” Fan Wenxuan said with a face full of gloom, “I didn’t really expect this to happen…”

“Moreover, Jinzhou is my student, how could I put him in danger? Even if he weren’t my student, would I dare, considering he’s your own younger brother?”

Who doesn’t know that Chu Jinnian is a well-known younger brother protector in the capital city?

He wasn’t ready to give up his life yet.

Listening to what Fan Wenxuan said, Chu Jinnian’s visage softened a bit, he continued to eat, but he still wore a stern face, without any intention of conversing with Fan Wenxuan.

Fan Wenxuan didn’t mind, he just kept eating with gusto.

“For the past few days teaching Jinzhou, he has been doing very well in his studies, his handwriting has also improved a lot.”

“He memorized the books well, understood their meanings, if he continues this way, he could be a great scholar in the future.”

“He has become more outgoing than before. Walking dogs, teasing cats and working in the fields, he is quite proficient.”

“Oh, right, the last time we went to roast wheat in the field together, he wrote a very good poem. He was praised and was very happy. He simply wrote it down and said he wanted to show it to you when you come back..”

Fan Wenxuan felt that he had the greatest responsibility for today’s incident. He felt somewhat remorseful and anxious at this moment, so he took the initiative to report the results of his teaching in the past few days to Chu Jinnian.

Moreover, he only mentioned the key points.

Chu Jinnian’s face softened as he listened to Fan Wenxuan’s rambling, and finally he said, “Thank you for your hard work, sir.”

“You’re welcome.” Fan Wenxuan, seeing that he managed to please Chu Jinnian, let out a sigh of relief. Then he continued eating.

Not until he was full and burping, did he put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth. Leaving Chu Jinnian with a “Take your time,” he left with a cool demeanor.

Ning Feng looked at the scraps and leftovers on the table, feeling very distressed.

Despite carefully prepared meals, Chu Jinnian didn’t eat much, whereas Fan Wenxuan ate most of it. Fan Wenxuan really was something, slender as he was, at dinner he had almost consumed half a pot of sour bamboo shoots chicken soup. Who knew how he could still eat so much.

Ning Feng wasn’t sure whether Chu Jinnian had eaten enough because of this.

“Shall I have someone cook a bowl of noodles for the young master?” Ning Feng suggested. “The newly arrived ham, paired with dried bamboo shoots, should make for a delicious soup.”

“No need. Have someone prepare for bed, I’m a bit tired.” Chu Jinnian waved his hand.

“Yes.” As Ning Feng complied, he hastily went to arrange the bedding, and prepare hot water for Chu Jinnian’s bath.

After a flurry of activity, Chu Jinnian, still slightly damp, lay semi-reclined on his bed, a book in his hand.

It was always Chu Jinnian’s habit to read a few pages before going to sleep, no matter how late or tired. After reading a few pages, and when drowsiness had taken over, he would hand the book to Ning Feng.

Seeing Chu Jinnian lying down, Ning Feng drew the curtains and extinguished the lights outside.

Zhuang Qingning woke up naturally the next morning after a dreamless night, she felt refreshed and ready to start another busy day.

After a quick breakfast, she went to the town with Bai San from the tofu shop, and together with Mrs. Cao and Zhang Qiuying, she started running the tofu business.

Due to the recent rumors and gossip, business at the tofu shop wasn’t as good as usual, there weren’t many people buying tofu, in fact, it could be said that there were very few.

However, the entrance of the tofu shop was very lively.

Firstly, because today was a big market day, the street was bustling with people, and many stallholders, unaware of the rumors, flocked to the well-established tofu shop as usual.

Secondly, because people like Xiao Liuzi were making a spectacle at the entrance of the shop in the morning, at the busiest time of the market, spouting their allegations about the little monster.

“These people really are becoming more brazen, they used to only come in the afternoon, but seeing that there’s a market today, they came in the morning. They’re truly malicious.” Zhang Qiuying looked at the scene and was so angry she clenched her fists.

“I guess they just saw that we were ignoring them and still being warm-hearted. They must have thought that we were backing off to make them back down. So, they went against our intentions and acted more outrageously.”

Zhuang Qingning looked at the outside, chuckled: “That’s right, it actually works in our favour, we aren’t afraid of having many people. The more people, the livelier it gets, the better it is for us.”

“That’s true.” Hearing Zhuang Qingning’s words, Zhang Qiuying found them quite reasonable and suppressed some of her anger.

There were many market-goers. Although Xiaoliuzi and others were creating a lot of noise, after all, there were people who didn’t believe in ghosts and gods, or who were swayed by their desire for food, who came to the tofu shop as they used to, bought a lot of things, and returned home with their goods.

There were also some regular customers, who, after entering the shop to buy things, looked at Zhuang Qingning and others with surprise on their faces, asking why those people outside were not chased away.

Zhuang Qingning and others perfunctorily dismissed these questions without giving direct responses.

As a result, even those who didn’t care about the tale of ghosts were extremely curious and wanted to know what was going on. After buying the items, they didn’t leave, but stood outside, watching the commotion.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering outside, and that the market was in its busiest state, Zhuang Qingning looked up and wiped her hands with a handkerchief: “It’s about time, let’s pack up and go out.”

It’s time to go out and make some noise, to give these onlookers a treat..