My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Zi Jin pondered for a while and said, "Let's observe for a while first. I'm living in Zuijiangyue recently. Come find me here if you have anything."

Zimo looked at his sister who was always more steady than him and said, "Okay, I'll go back first, don't run around here."

Zi Jin hummed softly.

After Zimo left, Zijin settled down in Zuijiangyue.

I often observe the customers in the store, and also watch Manager Liu's management methods.

Huaying and Fu Shiyan have been living in Zuijiangyue since the hotel opened for convenience.

On this day, Fu Shiyan was reading in his room when there was a slight knock on the door.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he thought that it must be Huaying coming to bring snacks or tea!

She would bring some food over at this time every day. So, without even looking up, he said softly, "Come in!"

Along with the sound of the door opening, a light figure slowly walked in.

However, to Fu Shiyan's surprise, the person who came was not Huaying, but Zijin.

Zi Jin carefully held a bowl of lotus seed soup in his hand, walked to the table and put it down gently.

The lotus seed soup in the bowl exuded an alluring aroma, while Zi Jin stood quietly by.

Looking at Fu Shiyan tenderly, she said, "I saw that the light in your room was still on, so I happened to have an extra bowl of lotus seed soup, so I brought it here. I hope I didn't disturb you."

Fu Shiyan looked at Zijin, suspicion rising in his heart.

"Thank you, young lady." He said with a smile.

Zi Jin smiled slightly when he heard this, "You are too polite, sir. How about trying it?"

Fu Shiyan picked up the spoon, gently scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth. This was done by A Nian.

Whenever Fu Shiyan was reading at night in the mansion, Zhang Bo would ask An Nian to deliver a bowl of lotus seed soup to his room. What was her purpose in delivering the lotus seed soup today?

When Zi Jin saw a copy of "Gu Wen Guan Zhi" on the table, he found a topic.

Zi Jin talked with Fu Shiyan about everything from poetry to philosophy. Fu Shiyan was impressed by Zi Jin's intelligence and unique insights.

At this time, Huaying, who was delivering Tremella soup to Fu Shiyan outside the door, heard the conversation in the room.

I thought that Fu Shiyan was quite popular with girls, and the girl in the room who was chatting with him was probably the new girl Zijin.

You can tell from her voice that she is a beauty. This boy is quite lucky.

Huaying turned around, took the Tremella soup and returned to her room to eat.

As the night deepened, Zi Jin left only after Fu Shiyan reminded him.

Fu Shiyan looked at her leaving back, thoughtful.

July is the height of summer.

Fu Yi, who walked all the way from Tongxin Hall to Zuijiangyue, wiped the sweat from his forehead and stepped into the store, feeling a cool breeze blowing on his face.

I thought to myself, thanks to my master for discovering this method of making ice with saltpeter, otherwise I would have died of heat here.

On the high stage inside the store, artists were performing with all their might, and the seats below were still packed and bustling.

In this hot summer, Zuijiangyue is the coolest place. Everyone knows that the boss bought a lot of ice for everyone to cool down.

Seeing Fu Yi standing at the door, Manager Liu hurriedly took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, and then took out a palm-leaf fan to fan him.

He said, "Doctor Fu, the master is on the third floor." Fu Yi thanked him and walked upstairs while wiping the sweat off his face.

The study on the third floor was filled with a faint scent of ink. Huaying sat near the ice bucket, opposite Fu Shiyan who was sitting at the desk.

Huaying talked about the idea of holding a lantern guessing event in front of the store entrance on Chinese Valentine's Day.

The winner will receive a portion of shaved ice as a reward, which is only given away and not sold. This will attract more people to participate and open up the market for cold drinks next year.

Shi Yan was concentrating on reading the book in his hands, and didn't seem to be disturbed by Huaying's words.

But the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile: "It sounds good... I guess lantern riddles are my job."

Huaying chuckled when she heard that, walked to the table and lay down on it.

With one hand supporting her cheek, she gently pushed aside the book in front of Fu Shiyan with the other hand.

She said with a smile: "Boss Fu, this little thing is definitely not a problem for you! Those who are capable should do more work~"

Fu Shiyan raised his eyes, looked at Huaying with a doting look, lowered his head, smiled and shook his head.

He knew that Huaying would definitely be indispensable for such literary activities, and he was very happy to do so.

Fu Yi, who was standing at the door, saw his master's "affectionate" scene. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should knock on the door first or cough to prove his presence?

However, just as he was struggling, Fu Shiyan's eyes had already swept over him.

He said lightly: "Come in. What are you doing standing at the door?" Hearing this, Fu Yi realized that he was worrying too much.

Huaying also turned her head to look at Fu Yi, and when she stood up, the dimples on her face were faintly visible.

He said in a gentle voice, "You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll go downstairs to discuss the details of the Qixi Festival event with Uncle Zhang and Shopkeeper Liu."

As soon as Huaying left, Fu Yi took out a letter that was still warm from his arms.

He presented it to Fu Shiyan respectfully. "Master, there's a letter from the eldest son!"

Fu Shiyan took the envelope with anticipation in his heart. It had been three months since the last gunpowder manufacturing incident was leaked.

Finally received a letter from my elder brother again.

Unfolding the letter, I saw that the eldest brother's handwriting was strong and powerful, and between the lines he revealed his concern for family affairs and his longing for his younger siblings.

The letter mentioned that after hard work, they finally developed gunpowder and it is currently in the testing stage.

At the same time, he was also instructed that he could continue to transport saltpeter to the border.

Seeing this, Fu Shiyan felt relieved.

He knew very well how important gunpowder manufacturing was to his elder brother and the Fu family.

Generally speaking, this will add powerful strength to the Wu State army.

Continuing to read, the eldest brother expressed his appreciation for himself for finding Shi Nuan and letting her study medicine.

The eldest brother blamed himself, saying that these should have been done by him as the eldest brother, but now he can only let his younger brother who has suffered from a chronic illness since childhood do it for him. The eldest brother felt deeply guilty.

Finally, he praised Fu Shiyan's business acumen... and said, "I'll toast you a glass when we meet again."

After reading the letter, Fu Shiyan lit it on fire again.

He ordered, "Continue to deliver saltpeter to the border, write back to Fu Lei and make sure to protect big brother, tell him we are all fine, and wait for his triumphant return."

Fu Yi, who had been worried about the eldest son, felt relieved and left.

At this time, downstairs, several women dressed as noble ladies were talking about the annual Chinese Valentine's Day festival which was approaching and they were going to buy some supplies for the festival after dinner.

Shopkeeper Liu told Huaying that the local Qixi Festival is also called the Qiqiao Festival and the Daughter's Day.

On this day, unmarried girls would pray to the Weaver Girl to give them a pair of skillful hands so that they could make beautiful clothes, and also pray for a good marriage.

A married woman would set up a table under the moon, present tributes, burn incense and pray before the table, hoping to have a son soon.

On this day, not only women pray for skills, but men also dry their books.

On this day, scholars will move their books out to dry in the sun to prevent moisture and insect infestation.

In some places, scholars even set up a "book-showing party" where everyone exchanges ideas on literary talent, which is very lively and has become one of the major local festivals.

Huaying followed his words and brought up the lantern riddle guessing activity at the store entrance on Chinese Valentine's Day.

Uncle Zhang and Shopkeeper Liu applauded after hearing this. Yue Xing and Yue Lang, who were standing nearby, felt deeply moved when they heard their young lady giving advice to Zui Jiang Yue, and felt that it was not worth it for the young lady.

At this time, Zi Jin, who had been writing in the room, accompanied by a maid, walked down slowly from upstairs with light lotus steps.

At first glance, I saw the girl standing by the counter, wearing light blue cloth and a side braid.

Her dress was simple yet elegant, with small white flowers embroidered on it, which made it look fresh and chic.

Her plain face is not made up, but her complexion is like the morning glow reflecting on the snow, and there is a delicate look in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

A pair of dimples faintly reveal the girl's gentleness.

She stood there like a lotus about to bloom, elegant and moving. This person should be the very special Huaying girl my brother mentioned.