Quick Wear: Crazy Fox Calm Tree

"Yes, Uncle Qiu." Seeing that Uncle Qiu was very excited, Mu Qing hurried over and held Uncle Qiu's hand to prevent him from getting too excited and accidentally pouted.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Mu Qing explained the purpose of his visit, and Qiu Bo frowned after hearing it.

"Master, this is indeed very strange. Since Ping'er grew up, I have rarely made other brands. I only make peach wood brands for young masters and young ladies.

Over the years, I have made a limited number of cards. Although there are some discarded cards, I either destroyed the discarded mahogany cards or made them into other things. There is no way they would be leaked out.”

After all, there are only a few young masters in the Mu family, and the peach wood plaques are all made temporarily and handed over one by one. How could they possibly leak out?

"Yes, and although we usually take on some carpentry work, we would never dare to use things like dark patterns on it. Besides, everyone around here is from the countryside, and what they want are just simple furniture, which does not require dark patterns at all." Mu Ping also said quickly.

His father is old now and his energy is not as good as before. Let alone doing private work, he rarely makes wooden plaques for the Mu family. How could he possibly do other things?

Besides, the money the Mu family gave them was enough to support their family as long as they didn't spend it recklessly. Even the carpentry work they took on was not for the purpose of making money, but just to practice their skills and kill time.

The Mu family gave them such good conditions, how could they possibly do anything that would be detrimental to the Mu family.

Mu Qing lowered his head and thought, is there anyone else who knows how to create this kind of dark pattern? Or is there another hidden story behind this?

"Uncle Qiu, do you have an account book to record the peach wood plaques you make? And please show me the peach wood plaques you have already made." Qin Yu suddenly said.

Qiu Bo looked at Qin Yu's fierce eyes and was frightened, but he finally nodded and spoke as calmly as possible.

"There is indeed an account book. Pingzi, go get it, along with the mahogany sign."

"Okay, Dad." Mu Ping nodded, stealing glances at Qin Yu as he walked. When he was discovered by Qin Yu, he was frightened and ran out quickly.

Seeing this, Mu Qing secretly tugged at Qin Yu's clothes and smiled at him. Only then did Qin Yu restrain his aura. Although he still looked unapproachable, he was not that scary anymore.

Mu Ping quickly brought the account book. Qin Yu and Shiqi looked through it bit by bit. Mu Qing curiously picked up a peach wood card and flipped through it in his hand.

While playing, Mu Qing suddenly thought of something, paused, turned to look at Qiu Bo, and asked seriously.

"Uncle Qiu, who are these wooden signs made for?" There are no pregnant women or children under the age of seven in the Mu family, but the specifications and style of the wooden sign in his hand are obviously peach wood signs made for children.

"This is made for the second master's family. Young Master Ning of the second master's family likes peach wood plaques very much. He wants to have one carved by himself, but his carving skills are not very good. He is never satisfied with each carving. So he asked me to make a few more pieces to keep as backup." Qiu Bo looked at the wooden plaque in Mu Qing's hand and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Qin Yu and the others raised their heads and looked at Qiu Bo.

"Is there only one child in Mr. Mu's family?" Seventeen asked.

"Yes! Apart from the eldest master, the second master and the third master each have only one child." Qiu Bo nodded. The third master and his wife had an accident, so naturally they only had the young master. The second master simply didn't like children and thought one was enough, so he had decided not to have any more children.

"Wen Ning, isn't he already over the age of 40? I remember he should be using rosewood plaques now, right?" Mu Qing asked doubtfully.

"It is true that we can use rosewood plaques, but Young Master Ning likes peach wood plaques very much and wants to make one as a souvenir, so we can't refuse. Besides, I don't have anything to do normally, so I can just make a wooden plaque to practice my hand feeling." Qiu Bo nodded.

Mu Qing and Qin Yu looked at each other and both realized something was wrong. Because Mu Qing was far away in the capital and there was a big age difference between them, he didn't interact much with his cousin Wen Ning and was not particularly familiar with him.

But Mu Wentian and Mu Wenning are not much different in age, and they don't live far from each other, so they have a relatively close relationship. Since Mu Wentian said that Mu Wenning doesn't like peach wood cards, it means that he really doesn't like them.

But Qiu Bo said that Mu Wenning particularly liked peach wood cards and even took away a lot of them. This didn't seem right no matter how you thought about it.

The key point is that neither of them has any reason to lie, so the problem may be with Mu Wenning.

Qin Yu took out the wooden sign he carried with him and handed it to Qiu Bo.

"Take a look at this. Did you make this?"

Qiu Bo reached out and took the wooden sign. He stared at the words on it in stunned silence for a moment. Then he examined it carefully and put it under his nose to smell it.

Seeing Qiu Bo frowning for a while and then full of thoughts, Mu Qing couldn't help but breathe slower, nervously waiting for the answer.

It was not until a while later that Qiu Bo put down the wooden sign and nodded.

"I did make this wooden sign, but the words on it were not made by me. Where did you get it from?"

"..." Qin Yu did not answer, but just glanced at Qiu Bo. Seeing this, Qiu Bo did not force it.

“This mahogany plaque was made by me, and it should have been made not long ago.

The mahogany used is from the past two years, and still has some moisture on it. The cutting and dark patterns on it are indeed the workmanship of our family.

Moreover, this wooden sign is not waste material, but a good material, so it must be the kind that can be delivered.

Although I don't know why the word "Servant" is engraved on it, I think it should be used by Master Ning to practice!" Qiu Bo said as he handed the wooden sign back.

Mu Qing looked at the wooden sign in his hand, feeling a little irritated and nervous.

Therefore, this wooden plaque is indeed related to Mu Wenning, or rather, to the second master of the Mu family. After all, Mu Wenning is only eight years old now.

Qin Yu and Mu Qing thought of this at the same time. Although their moods were different, they were both in a bad mood.

……

Standing by the road, Mu Qing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are we going to Second Uncle's house now?"

"No, let's go back to the Mu family's ancestral home first." Qin Yu shook his head. If the matter was really related to Mu Jinyu, then if they went there now, they would alert the enemy. It would be better to investigate first.

“Okay.” Mu Qing nodded, but right after he finished speaking his stomach started to growl.

Qin Yu and Mu Qing then realized that, apart from breakfast, they had only eaten some snacks and drank some tea that day.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Mu Qing was a little disappointed. It was still early and there was still some time before dinner, so the food must not be ready yet.

"Zi Jin, are there any snacks on the table? I'm hungry?" Mu Qing said somewhat aggrievedly.

"Come on, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and said in a calm voice.

"What to eat? The snack shops should not be open yet at this time!" Mu Qing tilted his head, somewhat confused.

"You'll know if you come with me." Qin Yu had a smile in his eyes, which made Mu Qing blush and he lowered his head and nodded.

……

Smelling the aroma of rice in the air, Mu Qing's already hungry stomach became even hungrier.

He couldn't help but look around, looking forward to the appearance of delicious food.

Finally, as he expected, Qin Yu took him into a teahouse. Mu Qing's eyes were full of doubts. Although he liked drinking tea very much, he was hungry at the moment. Why did Qin Yu take him to the teahouse?

Qin Yu gave him a look, telling him not to be anxious, then called the waiter and said something to him.

The waiter had a hint of surprise on his face, but finally he smiled and nodded, then walked towards the kitchen with the sign in his hand.

Under Mu Qing's puzzled gaze, the waiter came back not long after. This time he was holding a tray with two bowls of something on it.

"Your dumplings are here, guys!"

After the waiter put two bowls of black tea dumplings on the table, he turned and left.

Mu Qing looked at the clear tea in the bowl and the plump white dumplings and couldn't help but laugh.

"What is this? And why are there rice dumplings in a teahouse?" Mu Qing's voice was full of laughter. He really hadn't expected this combination.

"This is a local specialty. Legend has it that there was a pair of lovers, one of whom was a tea merchant's daughter, and the other was a poor boy who sold glutinous rice balls. Originally, the two had no connection. But the eldest daughter loved to eat glutinous rice balls, and the poor boy often sold glutinous rice balls near the eldest daughter's home. As time went by, the two gradually got to know each other.

The poor boy fell in love with the older girl, and the older girl also had a good impression of the poor boy. After a long time, the two slowly fell in love.

But the tea merchant did not like the poor boy and thought that he was not worthy of his daughter, so he prevented them from meeting and wanted to marry his eldest daughter to the son of a wealthy merchant.

The young lady begged hard, but the tea merchant remained unmoved and asked someone to tell the scholar that the two of them were not a good match. One was a rich young lady, the other was a poor boy, one drank expensive tea, the other bought cheap dumplings.

The poor boy was a little distraught after receiving the letter, but because he didn't want the young lady to suffer with him, he decided to give up their relationship.

But the eldest daughter was unwilling to do so. She asked someone to write a letter to tell the poor boy that she would wait for him. She also went on a hunger strike and was unwilling to meet the rich young man introduced by the tea merchant.

After hearing the news, the poor boy also strengthened his confidence and finally made this bowl of black tea dumplings to show his attitude to the tea merchant. Faced with the two people's unyielding feelings, the tea merchant was finally moved and the two finally got together.

This is the legend of this bowl of glutinous rice balls." Qin Yu said and took a sip of tea.

"What's the reality?" Mu Qing asked with interest.

"The owner of this shop sells glutinous rice balls." Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh.

“Hahahahaha!” Mu Qing laughed out loud, and then asked curiously, “Zijin, how do you know all this? I’m considered a local here, but I never knew about this legend, let alone that this is sold here.”

"I've investigated things here before, and my subordinates told me about it." Qin Yu said, taking a bite of the glutinous rice ball.

"I didn't expect you guys were investigating this. I thought the things you investigated were all very formal." Mu Qing had always thought that the Jinyiwei were the kind of serious and harsh people who would severely punish and torture anyone they caught.

"We usually investigate things very comprehensively, and maybe one of them will play a crucial role."

"Then you guys are quite hard-working." A little man appeared in Mu Qing's mind, running around all day long, and carefully recording even the slightest movement. He couldn't help but look at Qin Yu with some pity.

"Sometimes it can be quite interesting, for example..." Qin Yu told Mu Qing about the gossip and interesting things they encountered when they were investigating the case before, which made Mu Qing laugh non-stop.

Seventeen and the others who were eating at the table nearby looked at each other in bewilderment. It was the first time for them to see the boss/adult so happy. Before, when they wanted to tell some gossip, the boss accused them of not doing their jobs properly.

But now, he is actually using the information they found out to make people laugh. Could it be that the boss is possessed by a ghost?

After eating the dumplings, the sky gradually darkened. Mu Qing, Qin Yu and others walked towards the Mu family's ancestral home.

It was the first time for the two of them to have such a leisurely chat, especially since both parties took the initiative, the two of them chatted even more happily. From living habits to daily trivia, from childhood fun to future plans, the two of them became more and more interested.

Even when they arrived at the Mu Mansion, the two still felt a little reluctant to leave.

Mu Qing looked at Zi Jin beside him, and took the initiative to speak with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect Zi Jin to start chatting. It's such a pity that we met so late, otherwise we would have been good friends a long time ago."

"It's not too late to meet now." Qin Yu said, although he felt a little regretful in his heart.

"Come to think of it, we are old friends! Zijin, how about I treat you to a meal when we get back?" Mu Qing suddenly suggested.

"I should be the one to treat you. I'm sorry to bother you for taking so long and accompanying me." Qin Yu raised the corners of his mouth, his face full of smiles.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you then." Mu Qing lowered his head and smiled.

Seventeen and Chunsheng, who were following behind them, looked at each other in bewilderment. Wasn’t the reason Mu Qing came here because he was someone related to the case?

Young Master, aren’t you annoyed by entertaining guests and holding banquets?

Sitting by the window at night, Mu Qing flipped through the book in his hand and sketched on it from time to time.

Chunsheng stood aside grinding ink, looking at Mu Qing's happy face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong, Chunsheng?" Mu Qing asked without raising his head.

"Young Master, do you like Lord Qin very much?" Doesn't the young master hate dealing with such strict people the most?

I have always liked gentle and kind people, and I always try to avoid those vicious people.