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Song Qi smiled when he heard this and said, "That's different."

Song Youan smiled but said nothing. She didn't know what was different, but it was rare for her father to want to do something other than work, so she naturally supported him.

"You can go if you want to. It's always good to exercise."

Song Qi nodded and asked, "Do you want me to get you one too? The price is quite favorable."

Song Youan shook her head and refused without thinking. It was not that she didn't like sports, but Lanting had a gym. The hardware facilities and environment could be said to be the best in Jinghai City. She didn't need to spend extra money to exercise.

Then she took out the car keys and put them on the table, reminding her father: "Dad, keep the car keys and remember to drive."

Seeing this, Song Qi could only sigh silently, but he had already promised his daughter, and since he was helping a friend, he could only open it if he had nothing to do.

The next day, Yan Fei picked up a Bentley sedan from Lanting and used it as a temporary vehicle for Song Youan.

After returning to the villa, she did a simple cleaning, replaced the high-quality moist soil for the purple chrysanthemum with the new one she bought at the flower and bird market, and finally entered Dazhao with the privately customized high-end afternoon tea tableware that had just been delivered to her home by express.

This set of tableware was what she promised to give to Zhu Ling, so she specially found a manufacturer and spent a high price to customize it. It includes two birdcage-shaped dessert stands, a complete set of small ceramic plates, small cups, and gold-plated spoons.

The complete set consists of 32 pieces, all of which are gold-plated and silver-inlaid. The prints are also 3D raised surround designs, which are lifelike. You can tell at a glance that they are expensive and luxurious.

The things Zhu Ling gave her were of great value and significance, so she felt it was her duty to give something back.

What's more, they are friends now.

As he was walking to the main entrance of Youanju with the things in his hand, Song Youan looked down and found two posts.

It was obvious that someone had squeezed in through the crack in the door when she was away.

She squatted down curiously, picked it up, and then opened it to look.

The first post was sent by Miss Li Chuyou of the Duke of Suguo's Mansion. It said that she heard that Song Youan had sold a batch of perfume in Kyoto some time ago. Because she was in the palace at that time and could not come to Youan's residence, she wanted to ask Song Youan if he had any remaining perfume. She wanted to buy a bottle.

Song Youan put the note away. In fact, she had prepared a bottle of perfume specifically for Li Chuyou that day, but later Lin Sangqian suddenly came to visit. Like Li Chuyou, Lin Sangqian was also her benefactor, so she decided to give the perfume she had reserved for Li Chuyou to Lin Sangqian.

Now it seems that Miss Li Chuyou should have returned from the palace.

The second note was sent by the Shangshu's wife. When Song Youan saw the three words "Shangshu Mansion", her body trembled unconsciously. The face that was exactly the same as her aunt appeared in front of her, which always made her feel unreal.

The content of the post consists of two parts. The first part is nothing special, just simply praising the excellent taste of the cake sent by Song Youan and saying that the ladies all like it very much.

The second part is the key point. The Shangshu's wife wrote down the cake flavors preferred by several noble ladies in Kyoto, as a tip for Song Youan, a young woman who had just arrived in Kyoto.

Song Youan was a little surprised when she saw it, but it was not difficult to see that this suggestion was well-intentioned and useful to her.

If she could unknowingly please the ladies, she would leave a good impression on them and would be able to move more easily among the powerful people in Kyoto.

She returned to the villa and picked out a bottle of marine scent from her unopened perfumes before going out again.

When I reached the entrance of Fuhua Alley, I still instinctively looked under the eaves of the pawnshop across the street.

Unlike what I had seen before, the pawnshop that was usually closed was open today, and the eaves were empty, without a single beggar.

"Girl, are you going out?"

When the owner of the bun stall saw Song Youan, he came forward and greeted her.

Song Youan nodded and asked, "Brother, why are those little beggars gone?"

"Well, the pawnshop has a new owner, and he doesn't allow those kids to beg here anymore. But don't worry, young lady, they still come to get their buns from me every day. They just came this morning."

Song Youan nodded in understanding after hearing this, but he could also understand the pawnshop owner's behavior. Most people would not like to have a group of beggars lurking in front of their shop, as they would think it was unlucky.

Without asking any more questions, Song Youan went towards the Fuyang Marquis Mansion. However, just as she walked a short distance, three little beggars appeared behind her and followed her all the way.

Now that she had just entered the Marquis of Fuyang's Mansion, she was even more at ease. The servant who opened the door didn't even announce anything. When he saw that it was Miss Song from Youanju, he took her directly into the mansion and to Zhu Ling's courtyard at the back.

Zhu Ling couldn't contain her joy when she saw Song Youan coming. When she saw the box in her hand, her eyes lit up: "What good stuff?"

Song Youan placed the item on the ground and opened it herself, saying, "I promised you the dessert stand."

When Zhu Ling heard this, she came forward excitedly, but when she saw those exquisite little tableware, she couldn't help but show a look of shock.

As a young lady from a noble family, she had eaten and used the best things since she was a child, but the craftsmanship of the set of things Song Youan gave her was something she had never seen before.

All the patterns carved above look like real ones and are three-dimensional.

"Miss Song, how did you make this?" Zhu Ling asked subconsciously.

Song Youan simply explained, "This is a three-dimensional relief technique. I won't go into detail about how it's done, young lady. It's very complicated."

Zhu Ling couldn't let go of them and didn't bother to listen to Song Youan's explanation of the three-dimensional relief. She picked up each one and examined it carefully. She found that the end of the handle of the small spoon was in the shape of a three-dimensional golden flower, which was so exquisite.

"Miss Song, thank you. I like it so much."

From the tone, one can tell that Zhu Ling's words are very sincere.

Song Youan smiled and said, "You're welcome. I promised you a more exquisite set. Besides, aren't we friends?"

Zhu Ling nodded vigorously, then turned to Cuizhu and said, "Cuizhu, prepare to send invitations to the young ladies of each mansion. I will treat everyone to tea and cake at my mansion tomorrow."

Cuizhu naturally knew her young lady well, and since she had obtained such an exquisite and beautiful set of things, she had to let everyone know immediately.

But she still reminded carefully: "Miss, tomorrow is the plum rain season, I'm afraid the weather won't be good."

Zhu Ling was slightly stunned when he heard this. Dazhao believed in the theory of meteorology, which was all based on the experience passed down by his ancestors.

But the plum rain usually lasts for several days, so how long should she wait?

No, she can't wait.

"Don't worry about it, just go and post the invitation." Zhu Ling said.