âHow come itâs so much? â Zhong Ziqi cried out in surprise, this silver ticket was as much as 300 taels, how did he earn it?
âIs it possible that âŠIs it robbery?â
~Sigh~Sigh~ Zhong Ziqi threw out the unrealistic thoughts in his head. He had thought that a hundred taels at most would be enough, after all, he had only taken twenty taels of silver when he left. Who would have thought that it would have doubled so much?
Zhao Zhengâan looked at him who was having a look of surprise and joy, his heart overflowing with satisfaction. Even if the journey was difficult or even if he met bandits and almost died (and across the yellow springs), he felt it was worth it.
[The Yellow Springs is the underworld from Chinese mythology / the equivalent of Hades or Hell]
Zhao Zhengâan did not want to talk to him about the dangerous things, so he only told him some interesting stories. For example, the shells and sea snails he sold and the many strange things he sold to make money.In fact, he would not have made so much money at once if it had not been for the generosity of the young masters of the aristocratic family. He was already giving high prices, looking for rich people to sell it to, yet, often, the rich young masters would give him the remaining large sum of money as a tip.
âIndeed rich people are willful!â
Zhong Ziqi shook his head as he listened, they, as the common people, would hate to be unable to break a penny into half to use but these rich people âsquander the money recklesslyâ. Which money was not hard-earned by parents? Using his fatherâs words: get beaten up too lightly!!
It was not that Zhong Ziqi hates the rich, he was just feeling a bit emotional, because in his previous life there was no shortage of people like this, it could even be said, they all can be found everywhere. It was only now that he was living at the lowest rung (of society) that he felt how big was the gap between the rich and the poor. Besides that, those officials who are rich were only concerned with their own free and unfettered matters. How many of the officials really give thought to the common people?
âMoreoverâŠ.â
Zhao Zhengâan carried the large and small bags he had brought back to the bed.
âWhat are these?â
Zhong Ziqi was curious and opened a box, which contained dried fruit of some kind.Zhong Ziqi took a look at its dark and shapeless appearance, hesitated for a while before he ate one.His eyes lit up as the sweet and sour taste was delicious.
Zhong Ziqi unpacked the mountain of things one by one like digging for treasure. Everything was inside, such as glutinous rice flour,pickled plum, dried fruit of some kind, snow-white pearls, all kinds of shells and sea snail conch. Surprisingly, there were also several yams, many other herbs that Zhao Zhengâan had heard were nutritious for the body, fruits, and so on. Anyway, there were a lot of messy things.
Zhong Ziqi was distressed and said: âYou âŠ. Why do you buy all these things? How much does this cost?â
Zhao Zhengâan smiled unconcernedly: âIt didnât cost much. These things seem expensive to us, but they are very common in the local area. Moreover, I go to home specialties to buy them. Itâs definitely cheap.â
âWhy do you buy all these medicinal ingredients? And this âmiscellaneous stuffâ is useless too, isnât it? Iâve never seen them before. Arenât you afraid that youâll eat it? â said Zhong Ziqi, speechless.
âThese are all good for the body. Iâve asked the doctor. Just put some in your cooking. The herbs are all very mild,thereâs nothing that clashes with each other, they can nourish the body.â
Zhong Ziqi nodded and put his mind at ease. Otherwise, he wouldnât dare to take such things as herbs indiscriminately.
Zhao Zhengâan took out another box, opened it,and inside the box were two wooden hairpins. These were the same two that he had bought in Yong Quan City:âLook at them, are they pretty?â
Zhong Ziqi nodded: âPretty.â
He had no desire for such accessories.The one he was wearing now was the simplest of all, a worthless wooden pin without even any pattern on it.
However, he had never cared for such things.For those ârouge ornamentsâ that Zhao Zhengâan had bought back, he could only sigh at the waste. He couldnât stand the thought of applying it on his face. He would look like a âdemonâ (youkai). The thought of a layer of powder falling off whenever he talked, was way too scary!
âIâll put it on for you.â Zhao Zhengâan got up and took the hairpin off from Zhong Ziqiâs head, put the new one into his hair, stepped back and surveyed it, before nodding in satisfaction: â It looked good on you! Wear it from now on ba!â
Zhong Ziqi touched the wooden hairpin and nodded. Anyway, the colour was simple yet elegant, so if he had to wear it,just wear it then!
âBy the way, did you find out about âthe divine doctorâ?â
Zhao Zhengâan smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment.
Zhong Ziqi immediately looked at him with a bad expression on his face, âYou didnât forget, did you?â
Zhao Zhengâan had indeed forgotten. He had inquired about it at first, but then he got busy here and there before he forgot about it. Moreover, he had gone to all the âsecluded and out-of-the-way places, where could he find a miracle doctor?
âForget it! Luckily, Iâve spoken to the little Uncle. He promised to help me look for it.â
Zhong Ziqi rolled his eyes and had the feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry but the eunuch palace was in a hurry.
[It is a metaphor to expressed the person concerned is not very anxious to deal with the matter, but the people around him are anxious and think of ways for it (slightly ridiculed or derogatory).]
Zhao Zhengâan, knowing that he was in the wrong, went over to curry favor and kissed him on the cheek.
At night, after a month and a half of separation, the two of them were on fire, naturally similar to dried firewood that came across with the raging fire. The two of them flipped over and rolled around on the heated brick bed in some kind of regular pattern of exercise, yelling and murmuring which occurred again and again.
The next day, no doubt, Zhong Ziqi woke up late again.He woke up when the sky was already bright. The house was extremely silent inside and out. Occasionally, there was the sound of roosters and the whimpering of Da Hei and Xiao Hei
Zhong Ziqi got dressed and got out of bed with some weak legs. He was not surprised to see Zhao Ning in the kitchen again, warming up the food.
âHey, hey, youâre up!â Zhao Ning said.
âWhere is he?â
âYour family Zhao Zhengâan has gone to town!â
Zhong Ziqi nodded, they could not have both of them at home unless there was something they had to do.
Zhong Ziqi washed up and sat down and began to eat the âearly but not early, late but not lateâ meal.
âZiqi, tell me about it.â Zhao Ning asked with a starry-eyed look on his face.
âSay what?â
âDidnât Zhao Zhengâan tell you anything about what he saw and heard? Can you tell me about it too?â
Zhong Ziqi shook his head as he sipped his porridge, â He didnât say much but he did visit a few interesting places.â
Zhong Ziqi picked and chose some of it.
Zhao Ning listened as he was fascinated incessantly by it, âI heard that itâs warmer in the south and thereâs a lot of delicious food there, isnât it?â
âItâs true that the winter in the south is much warmer than here. Some places even have four seasons like spring.â
After Zhong Ziqi finished his talk, he looked at Zhao Ning whose face could not help but feel envy so he made fun of him and said: âHow about⊠I ask my little uncle to find you a good match in the south? Let you marry there, so you can have a good look at what the south is really like.â
Zhao Ning believed it, and shook his head at once, thinking that it was real, hurriedly denying it: âDonât âŠ. Iâm just asking, I donât want to marry so far away. Itâs hard to go back home. if Iâm being wronged at my husbandâs house, I donât know who am I going to complain tearfully to?â
âOh âŠ.are you sure, thereâs no other reason? For example⊠there is someone special.â Zhong Ziqi said in a deliberately mysterious manner.
Zhao Ning instantly burst into red and stumbled, âWhat ⊠are you talking about? WhatâŠwhat someone special? What if someone hears about it?â
Zhong Ziqi looked like he had a sudden realization: âSo someone who looks like he yearned for love all day is not having someone special yet? Then how about I introduce you to someone? I guarantee you the person is nice and the family background is also good.â
âGo eat your food ba! Even eating so much wonât stop you from talking.â Zhao Ning said angrily.
Zhong Ziqi smiled and shook his head.
After eating, Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ning went into the room. He took out a box of rouge and some delicious food from the cupboard for Zhao Ning.
Zhao Ningâs attention was immediately drawn to the food. As he ate the food, he sighed in admiration, saying that the South was indeed full of delicious food.
Then he picked up the ârougeâ that Zhong Ziqi handed over and studied it again.
âDo you like it?â Zhong Ziqi asked.
âLike it. Is this from the south too? It smells so good! Itâs even better than the one that Da Meiâs husband bought for him.â Zhao Ning said fondly.
Zhong Ziqi had heard of Da Mei, a distant cousin of Zhao Ningâs. Although he was married to a peasant household, that familyâs condition was well-off. His husband bought him better accessories and rouge than ordinary people.
âIf you like it, Iâll give it to you.â
Zhao Ning was shocked and hurriedly gave it back to Zhong Ziqi: âI donât want it, this is what Zhao Zhengâan bought for you with great difficulty. I donât want it, you hurry up and put it back!â
Zhong Ziqi smiled and handed it back to him, âTake it, I still have it. He bought two boxes. I donât like to use it either, itâs useless to keep it here. Why donât you take it?â
Only after Zhong Ziqiâs reason with him in every way possible did Zhao Ning happily accept it.
Zhao Zhengâan came back in the evening. He was surprised to see Uncle Huangâs son in the shop; he had always heard Huang Amu and Uncle Huang chattering about how good his son was, but had never met him. Yesterday, Zhong Ziqi forgot to tell him because he was too happy so when they (refer to ZZA & HJL) met today, they were both stunned.
Luckily, after Huang Amuâs introduction, they slowly became acquainted.
Zhao Zhengâan was an individual that easily got familiar with others and a great socialiser. At the time, when they were still at the pier,he was able to interact with others âas if a fish gets waterâ. Not to mention Huang Jin Lei, within half a day, he got along (became familiar) with the somewhat âuncommunicativeâ Huang Jin Lei. They started to call each other brothers.
âBrother Lei is a good person, straightforward and upright, although he talks less but we have a very similar personality.â Zhao Zhengâan had this evaluation about Huang Jin Lei.
âYes, but youâre not the only one who thinks heâs good.â
âWhat does that mean?â
Zhong Ziqi said with a wicked smile, âI realized that Zhao Amu is always secretly watching Brother Lei these days. I reckon ah, I think Zhao Amu wants to tie the knot with Huang Amuâs family!â
âThatâs a good thing! Brother Lei is a nice guy,also âknow through and throughâ (know the background), so itâs good for the two families to tie the knot.â Zhao Zhengâan said.
Zhong Ziqi said, âI think so too, but it hasnât been decided yet. We canât get involved in other peopleâs affairs.â
âHn.â
Zhao Zhengâan paused for a moment, changing the topic and asked, âHave you thought about how to use this money? Are you going to buy land on the mountain or open a restaurant and continue doing the business?â
Zhong Ziqi was caught off guard, he had thought about this question, too.It would be good to be a landlord, he could just rent out the land, just sit back and wait for the money to come in every year.
But opening a restaurant was a quicker way to make money, but it was also a very troublesome business.
For a while, he had a hard time choosing, so he had no choice but to put this issue to Zhao Zhengâan.
Zhao Zhengâan didnât even think about it and said, âChoose both!â
Zhong Ziqi was speechless: âIf we talk about the restaurant alone, itâs not sure if you can afford it. Even if you do, with the later expenses, how will you have money to buy the land?â
Zhao Zhengâan laughed, âWhen we open the restaurant, weâll have money!â With Zhong Ziqiâs skills, would he still be worried about earning the money back?
Although Zhong Ziqi thought it made sense, in the end, after thinking about it,he still shook his head: âLet me think about it.â
It wasnât easy for them to open the restaurant, after all there was still Jin Hua around, with his handicraft he believed he could steal half of the customers, but doing so was too that âŠ
He (Jin Huaâs owner) had done him such a great favour before. Now itâs unseemly to turn around and compete for business.Heâd better plan it out and think of a âone-size-fits-all strategyâ.
[extremely thoughtful strategy and method]
âOkay, you think about it. Thereâs no hurry. Let me tell you one more thing.â
âHuh? When?â Zhong Ziqi opened his mouth, theyâre not coming now, are they?
âAt the beginning of spring, itâs too cold now. Little Uncle stopped him.â Zhao Zhengâan said.
âThatâs good.â
Zhong Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief, if they came in the middle of winter, what if he did not serve them well?
The climate difference between the north and the south is huge, in case there is an illness or disaster, where can he find a doctor? The medical skills of the doctors in their small town were âvery ordinaryâ. If something happened, what should he do?
âItâs mainly because Grandpa has suffered from emotional issue.Since he found out that Amu had passed away.Heâs been depressed all day long. He felt guilty and blamed himself. If it werenât for the very cold winter, the whole family would have come over sooner! The doctor said that if this knot in the heart is not resolved,his life will not last long.â Zhao Zhengâan said, sighing.
âWhat should I do then? In fact, my Amu never blamed him, although he didnât often talk about his family.But he did say that my grandfather was a serious person who took everything upon oneself, responsible and good grandfather. He was deeply devoted to my grandmother and never changed his mind about taking a concubine. From this, it can be seen how my grandfatherâs moral standing (character) is.â
Zhong Ziqi remembered the original bodyâs memory of his Amu, mentioning about his father who forced him, but there was no complaint on his face, only a strong sense of longing.
âThereâs nothing I can do. I can only hope that the old man, himself, will get over it!â Zhao Zhengâan said, shaking his head.