Immortal Travel of Longevity

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Miss Yun Xiang asked, “Has Mr. Chen said how long he will be away?”

Lihua shook its head. “Probably a very long time. The last time, Good Human Chen tricked me by saying he’d take me out to play next time, but I waited a long, long time.”

“Three to five years? Or over ten years?”

“I heard Mo Yu say it was something like over ten years.”

“Is that so…”

Yun Xiang went quiet. She opened her mouth and asked, “Mr. Chen hasn’t ever been this busy before.”

She could feel Mr. Chen’s occasional restlessness and hurry. These were things he never experienced before.

Lihua started knowing Chen Changsheng later, so it didn’t understand much. But in recent years, “Good Human Chen has indeed been quite busy.”

“Does Lihua know what Mr. Chen is busy with?”

“Hmm…”

Lihua thought and said, “Yesterday, Good Human Chen seemed to talk to Ruyi about it. I forgot what he said, but Good Human Chen said at worst he might just get a little hurt, nothing too bad.”

“Hurt?”

Hearing that word, Yun Xiang couldn’t help but feel worried.

“Yeah.”

Lihua nodded. “Good Human Chen is really strong.”

It didn’t think Good Human Chen would get hurt.

Yun Xiang stayed silent for a long time. She sighed and said, “Let’s hope so…”

Lihua blinked its eyes. It looked at her and asked, “Are you also Good Human Chen’s friend?”

Yun Xiang nodded. “I suppose so.”

After hearing that, Lihua nodded too. “Then you are also Lihua’s friend.”

Yun Xiang smiled. “Thank you.”

“Why say thank you to me?”

“I just felt like saying it.”

“Oh…”

Lihua turned to look around. It saw the rain was almost stopping. It quickly said, “Ah! The rain is stopping! Lihua hasn’t said goodbye to its friend yet.”

“Where is Lihua’s friend?”

“Right here.”

Lihua closed its eyes and sensed the Four Seasons Spiritual Qi. It didn’t seem as clear as before.

Yun Xiang stood by and watched. She didn’t really understand what the cat was doing. She didn’t ask any more.

Maybe it was a special kind of friend.

It was just that Yun Xiang couldn’t see it.

…

In the morning, the small courtyard had smoke rising from the fire.

Chen Changsheng cooked a small pot of porridge. A light drizzle fell in the early hours, so drinking a bowl of porridge was much more comfortable. For side dishes, he only had sour vegetables and sour radish left from fish-making days earlier, to add some flavor.

Lihua hurried back just in time for mealtime.

Chen Changsheng asked, “I didn’t see you early this morning. Where did you go to play?”

Lihua blinked. “I was talking to that sister from the courtyard across the way. I forgot what her name was.”

After hearing that, Chen Changsheng said, “Oh? Miss Yun?”

“Yeah.” Lihua said. “This morning, Good Human Chen and Ruyi didn’t wake up. Lazier than Lihua! Lihua got bored, so I went talking to that sister.”

“Does Miss Yun get up that early?”

“She said she’s older now, so she doesn’t sleep much.”

“Is that so…”

For a moment, Chen Changsheng seemed lost in thought.

He opened his mouth but sighed. He felt somewhat helpless but didn’t know what to do.

Lihua ran over to fetch its small bowl and asked Chen Changsheng when the food would be ready.

“It will be ready very soon.”

Ruyi got up late this morning, probably because the weather suddenly turned colder. She overslept a few minutes.

“Good morning, Uncle Chen.” Ruyi yawned as she came into the courtyard.

“Sit down and have some porridge. It’s a bit cold today, so drinking something warm is more comfortable.”

“Okay.”

The two people and the cat sat around the stone table.

Chen Changsheng spoke up and asked, “Are things still busy at the Embroidery Workshop?”

Ruyi nodded. “Busy. In Qingshan City, there are only two Embroidery Workshops. Plus, outside merchants bring in a lot of business. It’s the busiest during this time, after Huai Xu has started.”

“You need to remember to rest during ordinary times.” Chen Changsheng said. “I heard from Miss Aqing that you often stay at the Embroidery Workshop for two or three days straight without coming home. You shouldn’t overwork yourself like that.”

“I know, Uncle Chen. I won’t do that anymore.”

“Hmm.”

Ruyi drank some warm porridge. Her body felt warmer too.

This was probably the most ordinary conversation possible.

But these words felt far warmer than the hot porridge.

“Uncle Chen, I’m going to the Embroidery Workshop.”

“Be careful on the road.”

“Okay.”

Ruyi increasingly felt Uncle Chen was like an old father.

But she didn’t think that was a bad thing.

…

Chen Changsheng took Lihua to the Tang Family Teahouse that morning.

He realized it had been a long time since he heard a Storyteller.

He sat idly for the whole morning.

When Manager Liu saw Chen Changsheng, he came over to chat. After sitting down, he talked nonstop.

It was all about those old friends.

“Back in the day, Mr. Chen was truly brilliant. Because of the book ‘Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio,’ our Tang Family Teahouse even became famous in Shangjing. Many people traveled from far away to hear the story. But in the end, none got to meet Mr. Jiucha.”

‘Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio’ was indeed famous.

Manager Liu laughed. “These days, among the ghost and supernatural tales, only ‘Mountain and Wilderness Chronicles’ can match ‘Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.’ For years now, every Storyteller in teahouses everywhere has been telling these two books.”

“‘Mountain and Wilderness Chronicles’?” Chen Changsheng asked.

Manager Liu chuckled. “‘Mountain and Wilderness Chronicles’ was written by Third Master Jin and compiled into a book by Master Cao. Storytellers around the world treasure these two amazing books, and Tang Family Teahouse has them both.”

In the teahouse business, Tang Family Teahouse was still far from Shangjing, yet it had become well-known worldwide. Over the years, many seekers of immortals and treasures came to visit. They came and went quickly. Its reputation was likely the biggest of any teahouse in the world.

“I didn’t expect it to reach this level…”

Chen Changsheng felt a bit dazed, like in the blink of an eye, that small teahouse had grown tall, with deep roots and tradition.

Manager Liu smiled. “It’s all thanks to Mr. Chen from back then. Without Mr. Chen, there wouldn’t have been ‘Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.’ Without that, Third Master Jin wouldn’t have started on this path, and there wouldn’t be ‘Mountain and Wilderness Chronicles’ either.”

“Indeed, many years have passed.” Chen Changsheng muttered.

After hearing this, Manager Liu also nodded. He said, “Yes…”

It was like it happened in the blink of an eye.

Chen Changsheng turned and asked, “I heard Uncle say that the Proprietor of Tang Family Teahouse also knew Uncle Chen long ago. Does Manager Liu have any insight?”

Manager Liu spoke after hearing this. “Is Young Master Chen talking about Proprietor Yun?”

Chen Changsheng shook his head. “Uncle said it was someone surnamed Tang, Tang Mingjing, Young Master Tang.”

Manager Liu said after hearing this, “That’s the Great Proprietor…”

At first, he thought the Proprietor was Proprietor Yun. But after becoming the Manager, he realized Tang Family Teahouse was much more complex than he imagined. Their Proprietor was also very special.

He stated, “The Great Proprietor came by once many years ago, but he didn’t stay more than a few days. He mentioned Mr. Chen, but he didn’t say anything very clear.”

Manager Liu sighed. “It’s not that I’m hiding anything, it’s just I really don’t know much. I’m only the Manager of the teahouse. Later, I found out there are Managers for whole regions above me. And from time to time, I heard that beyond them, there are several Great Managers…”

In the world of merchants, those with the surname Tang had huge influence.

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