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"This? This is called a hot water bag." Xie Wanxing said as she picked up the hot water bag. She took the initiative to pass it to Tang Ze and shook it. "Brother, do you want to touch it?"

Tang Ze reached out to take the hot water bag. It was scalding hot to the touch, but the cotton cover didn't keep him from throwing his hand away. The soft material surprised him. He squeezed it gently and found that the bag was quite elastic and seemed to be filled with liquid. Tang Ze raised his head and looked at Xie Wanxing, his eyes full of curiosity. "Is this filled with hot water for heating?"

"Yes, pour hot water into it and it will keep you warm for a while. Holding it in winter is very comfortable, whether it's to warm your hands or feet. It's also easy to carry, unlike those bulky heaters, so you can take it wherever you go." Xie Wanxing introduced enthusiastically.

Tang Ze said, "It's a novel object. Is it complicated to make?"

"It's not difficult. The workshop is already preparing to mass-produce them. Brother, you can take one and use it. You won't feel cold in winter."

Tang Ze is of noble status, being the eldest princess's son. He has never been exposed to the cold since he was a child. In winter, expensive silver charcoal is lit in his room all day long, keeping him warm. He also has attendants who carry hand warmers with them whenever he goes in and out, to keep him warm at any time.

But Tang Ze naturally wouldn't spoil Xie Wanxing's fun. He nodded slightly and said, "In that case, thank you very much, Junior Sister."

"Little sister, what good thing is this?" Xie Lin couldn't wait to ask as soon as he swallowed the food in his mouth, staring at the hot water bottle in Xie Wanxing's hand with full of curiosity.

However, he still remembered Xie Wanxing's previous instructions and did not dare to get close to Tang Ze while eating. He just stretched his neck and tried to see more clearly.

"It's for hand warmers. Mother said the workshop will start mass production today. You can just take as many as you want when the time comes." Xie Wanxing glanced at Xie Lin and smiled at him, "But second brother, you're a martial artist, why do you need this? Isn't it said that you can generate heat on your own? Only weaklings like me need it."

"Sister! Yao wants this!" Before Xie Lin could answer, Xie Yao rushed over and grabbed Xie Wanxing's sleeve tightly with one hand.

Xie Wanxing subconsciously looked at his other hand, and when he saw it, he screamed in his heart.

Xie Yao's other little hand was now firmly grasping the hem of Tang Ze's clothes. Tang Ze's moon-white brocade robe was spotless, but now it was obviously stained by Xie Yao's oily little handprint.

Before Xie Wanxing could react, Xie Yao noticed something first. He looked down and saw that the paw he had just used to grab the meat bun had pressed on the big brother, the person his sister had repeatedly warned him not to touch. He suddenly let go of his hand like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on, and cried out "Wow!" The cry was so loud that it attracted the attention of everyone in the dining room.

Xie Yao's face flushed crimson instantly. His two little hands tugged at the corners of his clothes nervously. Tears welled up in his eyes. He looked at Xie Wanxing as if he was about to cry and said pitifully, "Sister, Yao... Yao didn't mean it."

Tang Ze was caught off guard by this sudden change. His originally elegant demeanor was now a little stiff. He slowly lowered his head to look at his clothes. On the white hem, an oily handprint was particularly eye-catching. Xie Wanxing was also looking at him.

"Stop yelling!" Xie Wanxing reached out and covered Xie Yao's mouth again. "Why are you yelling so loudly? If you do this, people will think I'm always trying to scare you!"

Shu Bai was also there, looking nervous, his heart pounding at the moment.

He knew his young master's temper very well. In the past, he could not tolerate it if the young masters just touched his sleeves, let alone a large area of it being stained like this.

Tang Ze looked at Xie Wanxing for a moment, and his eyes miraculously calmed down, as if what had just happened was just a trivial matter.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother." Xie Wanxing was a little surprised by Tang Ze's calmness. He patted Xie Yao again. Xie Yao quickly sniffed and said, "Big Brother, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I'm not going out anyway. I'll just go downstairs and change."

After saying this, he turned back and continued to eat with his head down, his movements smooth and natural, as if the previous incident had never happened.

Shu Bai stared at his young master who continued to eat in amazement. He really couldn't believe that his young master, who was usually very particular about his clothes, could be so calm when faced with something like dirty clothes, as if nothing had happened and he could continue eating as if nothing had happened.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether the breakfast was so delicious that the young master didn't even care about his mysophobia.

Xie Wanxing grabbed Xie Yao and pulled him to the other side of her, and asked him to climb onto the stool and sit down. It wasn't because Xie Yao grabbed Tang Ze's clothes, but Xie Yao's reaction just now really made her laugh and cry.

Just from his scream, and the fact that he almost cried, and he kept shouting "Sister, Ayao didn't mean it", his aggrieved and frightened look, when others first heard it, they really thought that she was a ferocious evil ghost from the ninth heaven who scared her own brother a lot.

"Eat a steamed bun." Xie Wanxing stuffed a small steamed bun with milk into his mouth.

"Sister, Ayao is full." Xie Yao muttered with a small steamed bun in her mouth. Her little face was swollen like a small dumpling because of the food.

"You have to eat even if you are full."

Finally, under Xie Wanxing's friendly supervision, Xie Yao ate up all the steamed buns. The two of them performed a show of sisterly friendship and brotherly respect, and Xie Wanxing let him go with a smile.

Watching her brother skipping away, she composed herself and prepared to start a busy day.

After breakfast, Xie Wanxing went to Baohetang to study as usual, while Xie Songlin came to the shop early and was about to pack up and leave, so there were a lot of things that needed to be explained in the next two days.

But today, an old acquaintance of Xie Songlin came to the shop. To be more precise, he was an old acquaintance of Manager Zhuang.

The former eldest master of Wenji Restaurant, Wen Qingfang.

Wen Qingfang's clothes nowadays are not as luxurious as before, which shows that he is strictly controlled. The moon-white brocade robe he is wearing, although of high-quality material, lacks the exquisiteness and luxury of the gorgeous clothes worn by the eldest young master of the Wen family in the past.

There are faint signs of wear and tear at the corners, and the place that should have been embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns is now just simply outlined with a few cloud patterns, which looks quite plain.

This is very different from the appearance of the eldest young master of the Wen family in Xie Songlin's memory.

"Young Master, why are you here?" Shopkeeper Zhuang saw Wen Qingfang at a glance, his face full of surprise and joy, and he rushed over in a few steps.

"Uncle Zhuang." Wen Qingfang's eyes turned slightly red when she saw the shopkeeper Zhuang.