The things on the ship were all there, but they needed to be done by themselves.
Su Qing still wasn't used to it. She looked listless, but Mu Yunyao couldn't bear to have her hands on her. Six taels of silver was enough for him to chop people up, but if he were to cook, it would be inedible.
Mu Yunyao began to cook for herself. Her culinary skills were not bad as well, as it was a simple and common dish, and yet her cooking was even more delicious than others.
The boatmen all brought their own rations to eat, so Mu Yunyao only made things for the three of them, and it wasn't too difficult for her. Even though she wanted to keep her heart at rest, she did not give up her arrogance as a master. Every time, she would wait for Su Qing and herself to finish eating before instructing them to eat the remaining food in the pot.
He hesitated at first, but after five or six days in the water, he got used to it. As long as Mu Yunyao asked for it, he would immediately eat it. Moreover, no matter how many things were left in the pot, he would eat them cleanly, making Mu Yunyao feel that it was very mystical.
By the tenth day, the ship had already arrived at the Huaijiang River Basin, and needed to shore up some of the missing items. The place they stopped at was the pier of Huai An City. They had already entered the southern part of the city and their architectural styles were completely different from those of the other cities.
The house looked tall and slender, the details exquisite, the wings delicate, the eaves rising to fly, it was refreshing.
Mu Yunyao helped Su Qing off the boat. Once they stepped on the ground, they felt their steps go light and they were a little unaccustomed to it.
"Mother, let's go for a stroll as well. We'll take a look at the items along the way."
"Mm. Alright." Being able to stand on the ground, Su Qing's spirit was improved. She looked at the stream of people coming and going, and the various stalls on the shore. She felt that it was too much for her to take in.
Mu Yunyao brought her to a place that sold oil-paper umbrellas. Su Qing stopped and carefully sized it up.
"There's a lot of rain in Jiangnan. If mother likes it, we can use it to buy two."
Su Qing quickly shook her head and pointed to a pink oil-paper umbrella. She said softly, "I just feel that this umbrella is a perfect match for the clothes you're wearing."
On the umbrella's surface was a painting of slanted branches and peach blossoms. There were only a few strokes, but the peach blossoms were dazzling.
Because she had to be filial, Mu Yunyao was wearing a moon-white jacket with dark lines at the collar. Her lower body was the same color as her skirt, and in order to not appear too plain, there were a few peach blossoms scattered on the hem, similar to the peach blossoms on the oil-paper umbrella.
Mu Yunyao opened the umbrella and made a cute turn. She greeted Su Qing and assumed the posture of a little girl, "Mother, how is it?"
Su Qing's eyes were filled with joy. Without waiting for Mu Yunyao to speak, she took out her silver coin and bought the umbrella, "Yao`er …"
"This lady is very polite, but she likes this umbrella. If you like it, then I'll buy it for you." A young master dressed in silk approached her, his eyes full of teasing and ridicule. As he spoke, his hand had already reached towards Mu Yunyao's hand, which was holding onto the oil-paper umbrella.
Su Qing's expression changed as she blocked Mu Yunyao, "What do you want to do in broad daylight?"
"Ahh, lady, don't worry. I only want to give you an umbrella for your love." The Young Master's eyes twitched. The manservant behind him immediately stepped forward and pushed Su Qing to the side.
Seeing Su Qing being pushed around, Mu Yunyao closed the umbrella. The smile on her face had already completely vanished. "You want to give me the umbrella?"
The young master's eyes lit up, "Yes, I can buy whatever you like."
"Our young master is the young master of the Rainbow Moon Pavilion. Everyone in Jiangnan knows about him."
"Being able to attract the attention of our young master is truly the fortune of a previous life!"
It was truly unexpected that the world was so small. She had just used the pavilion master's name to swindle the Spring Embroidery Workshop when she met the young master. Since that was the case, she would add fuel to the fire!
Mu Yunyao held the oil-paper umbrella with both hands as a cold light flashed in her eyes. "I feel that the peach blossoms on this umbrella are very good, but I don't like the pink color. I want the red one."
The young master turned his head to look at the old man who sold the umbrella. "Didn't you hear what the lady said? You want the red one, take it out quickly."
"Please forgive me, Young Master. I don't have a red Peach Blossom Umbrella." Pink peach blossoms with a red umbrella canopy, I'm afraid it won't sell!
The young master's expression was unhappy, "You have to think of a way to make one, otherwise I will smash your stall up." Young lady, don't worry. I'll help you find a red peach blossom umbrella. "
This Tan Ba Wang was the famous tyrant of Huai An City. He was given the title of Tan Wang Ba as a farewell and was in control of more than half of the silk business in the Tan Family of Huai An City. As a result, none of the farmers who raised silkworms dared to offend him.
Mu Yunyao lightly smiled, a dazzling smile appearing on her jade-like face. She smiled at a loss for words. "Why don't Young Master personally help me?"
"Alright, I'll help you personally. How do you want me to help you?" Tan Polang leaned forward as he spoke, ready to have a good relationship.
Mu Yunyao suddenly raised the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and viciously smashed it down on Tan Polang's head. Then, she took the opportunity while he was still bent over, and kicked him in the groin:
"How dare the little Rainbow Moon Pavilion bully my Spring Embroidery Workshop. You guys don't even know your own limits. In front of my Spring Embroidery Workshop, your people aren't even considered dogs!" Let me tell you, this young miss is from the Spring Embroidery Workshop's Han Family.
"Oh, you little slut …" You. What's wrong with your Spring Embroidery Workshop? Do you really think my Rainbow Moon Pavilion is afraid of you? "
The oil-paper umbrella in Mu Yunyao's hand was like a stick. Wherever it hurt, she would whip it. If he's not afraid, then why did Tan Liuzhi ask my uncle to let him off, did he really think he could do it with just six fingers? Even if Tan Liuzhi came personally today, it would still be useless. Even if I beat you to death, the Tan family wouldn't dare to make a sound! "
"You … You. Ah, you little slut … Bitch, are you all dead? Hurry up and save me! " Tan Polang shouted at the two retarded attendants.
"Ah, young master!"
Mu Yunyao hurriedly retreated and shouted behind her, "Six liang, chop this manservant into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"
The six taels who were rushing over suddenly threw away the snacks in their hands and quickly rushed to Mu Yunyao's side. The longsword in their hands was unsheathed as they abruptly cut off the fingers of a servant who was reaching out to them.
"Ah, help, he's dead!"
Mu Yunyao's eyes moved, and a trace of a smile flashed across them. "Stop it, for Tan Liuzhi's sake, I'll spare your lives. I'm heading to the Capital on this trip, if you have the ability, you can go find me for revenge. Now, didn't you want to help me find the red peach umbrella? It's already been completed." f reewe bnovel
As she spoke, she suddenly opened the paper umbrella in her hand. There were traces of blood on the umbrella, and it was a dazzling crimson color.
"I'll give you this oil-paper umbrella as a souvenir."
Mu Yunyao stepped forward and pulled at Su Qing, who was still in shock. She shot a glance at her mother before slowly turning around and leaving. After turning a corner, she lifted up her skirt and pulled Su Qing along as she ran forward, "Mother, hurry up and run. It'll be disastrous if someone catches up to us."
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