Chapter 152: Chapter 153: Arrangement 2
Xiao Dongzi bit his lip, trying hard to keep his tears from spilling.
Ever since Scholar Gu brought him back, he felt like he had landed in paradise.
Not only was he well-fed and warmly clothed, but he even had his own room.
Scholar Gu taught him how to read and write, and Miss Gu taught him arithmetic and bookkeeping. These were things he had never dared to dream of, things he couldnât even have imagined.
Now, Miss Gu was even letting him learn the key secret recipes for making pastries. This level of trust, however, made Xiao Dongzi feel unsure of himself.
âCan I really live up to this trust? Will I disappoint my benefactors in the future?â
Xiao Dongzi suddenly dropped to his knees. "For the great kindness you two have shown me, I, Xiao Dongzi, swear to the heavens right here! If I ever do anything to wrong you, or if I betray you, may I, Hu Dongsheng, suffer a terrible death in every lifetime to come!"
Xiao Dongzi had never known his own surname. But Big Beard had raised him for so many years, and the moment he buried Big Beard, he took on the surname Hu for himself.
Ancient Wen Heng and Jin Qianqian, who had never seen such a dramatic display, were startled. It took them a moment to react before they hurried to pull Xiao Dongzi up. "The fact that we made this decision means we trust you."
Jin Qianqian patted his head, which made Xiao Dongzi freeze in place.
Sensing his discomfort, Jin Qianqian gently patted his back a few times. "You silly little kid. In my eyes, youâre like my own younger brother. Weâve been together for so long; canât you trust us by now?"
Xiao Dongzi shook his head. "I trust you, Miss Gu. I just donât dare to dream of being your brother, but I will never forget your great kindness."
Seeing him draw the line so clearly even now, Jin Qianqian didnât press the issue. "Starting today, youâll come with me into this kitchen. Iâll explain everything you need to pay attention to. The pastry shop will be counting on you from now on."
As she said this, Jin Qianqian felt a little ashamed. âIt feels a bit much, putting such a heavy burden on a boy whoâs not even fully grown.â
Who would have thought Xiao Dongzi would be filled with excitement instead? "Iâll study with all my heart! In the future, even if someone threatens my life, I will never reveal the secret recipes."
Ancient Wen Heng tapped him on the head. "Youâre overthinking it. Itâs just a little secret recipe for some snacks; itâs not something people would kill for."
"But with the shopâs bookkeeping and managing the ingredients, can you handle it all?"
Xiao Dongzi nodded. "My bookkeeping is fast and accurate now. It doesnât take much time at all. You can test me if you donât believe me."
Ancient Wen Heng looked at his height and sighed. "You need to eat more and grow a bit taller. Otherwise, with the height of an eight or nine-year-old, you wonât be very convincing."
He was already over ten, but he was still much smaller than other kids his age.
They kept saying they should take him to Dao City for a check-up but never found the chance.
There were doctors in this county town, but they trusted Chu Dongnan more.
While things were proceeding in an orderly manner here, Deng Yuanhang rushed over with some exciting news. "We can bring our families! Mr. Wang will also be traveling with his wife and child."
"Zhou Ping thought about it and wants to bring his family too, to save himself from watching you two be all lovey-dovey."
âThatâs good news,â Ancient Wen Heng thought while mentally making a list. He then asked, "Is there a specific date?"
Deng Yuanhang said, "Thatâs the second reason I came by today. You should get whatever you need ready as soon as possible. In ten days, thereâs an auspicious day for travel."
"Youâd best go to the carriage rental to hire a horse-drawn carriage. If you have a lot of things to transport, you should let the escort agency know in advance so they can arrange for enough men."
Ancient Wen Heng readily agreed. "So, are you and Brother Zhou just going on a study trip?"
A corner of Deng Yuanhangâs mouth twitched. "This is the third reason I came. I was hoping to ask for your advice. What kinds of things are suitable to bring to the south?"
Ancient Wen Heng replied, "This region has a lot of furs and medicinal herbs. You could consider bringing some."
"Iâm planning to bring some little trinkets my wife made to see if thereâs a market for them over there."
"Pastries?" Deng Yuanhang frowned. "The south has countless varieties of pastries. Why donât you bring some furs and medicinal herbs instead?"
"If youâre short on silver, Senior Brother Deng has some family funds and could lend you a little."
Ancient Wen Heng had no choice but to personally demonstrate the wondrous uses of the soap.
"Little Sister Gu is an absolute genius to have come up with such a fantastic idea!" Even if Deng Yuanhang had little to do with the domestic affairs of the inner courtyards, he knew how popular this soap would be with the women there.
He saw a few unopened, oil-paper-wrapped bars of soap bundled nearby and swept them all into his arms. "I, your elder brother, will go and promote this for you! This novel item might sell out right here in our area before you even need to take it south."
"..." Ancient Wen Heng said, "Then I thank you, Senior Brother."
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Ten days isnât a long time, and Ancient Wen Heng and Jin Qianqian began to get busy.
Jin Qianqian and Xiao Dongzi went over all the handover details for the pastry shop, and they also asked Chief Li and his men to help keep an eye on it during this period.
There werenât enough soap samples, so Jin Qianqian and Ancient Wen Heng used the time difference in their âspaceâ to busily produce a large batch.
They ran to the carriage rental and hired a spacious horse-drawn carriage, also employing an old master driver, a veteran of the trade.
Since they would be gone for such a long time, a trip back to Gaoling Village was naturally in order.
"Everything is going so well, why are you running off so far away?" Li Cuicui said upon seeing them arrive, bustling about in a hurry.
Gu Yuanfeng, meanwhile, sat by the edge of the heated brick bed, quietly wiping her tears, looking at Ancient Wen Heng and his wife as if she wanted to speak but couldnât.
Ancient Wen Heng and Jin Qianqian hadnât expected to see Gu Yuanfeng here. âShe should be staying with her husbandâs family for the winter. Has she been bullied again?â
But since she didnât say anything, Jin Qianqian and her husband naturally wouldnât be nosy and ask.
"Mother, donât trouble yourself. We already ate before coming over."
"Weâre leaving on a trip and probably wonât be back until spring. Iâm afraid we wonât be able to spend the New Year with you, so Qianqian and I wanted to bring your New Yearâs gift over first."
"You two are too formal," Li Cuicui said. Although her words were dismissive, her hand gently stroked the new cotton-padded jacket on the low table. "Weâre mother and son. Youâre not even spending the New Year here, so why would I chase you for a gift? Iâm still wearing the clothes you made for me before. Making another new one is too wasteful."
"Itâs not a waste," Jin Qianqian said, and as she spoke, she pressed a small silver coin into the old womanâs hand. "We were afraid any pastries we bought now wouldnât be fresh for the New Year. This is so you can trouble yourself to go out and buy some treats for yourself then, Mother."
Li Cuicui looked at the two taels of broken silver in her palm and tried to push it back. "I canât take this! Youâll be traveling, so you need to keep more silver on you. Besides, Iâm just an old woman. Even if I buy pastries, I wonât need this much."
"We made an agreement when the family property was divided, and we should stick to it. This is too much."