You are unlucky and I am tough

Nothing happened that night. At noon on the second day, the merchant ship finally arrived at the city's wharf, and a bustling scene immediately appeared before their eyes.

The dock in Fucheng is several times larger than that in Qushan County. Merchant ships are docked neatly at the shore, with masts like a forest. Looking around, all kinds of goods are piled up like mountains.

Cheng Shuang and her companions said goodbye to Mr. Lu, got off the boat, and followed the crowd along the crowded dock.

After leaving the dock, there is still some distance to the city gate. After walking for about a cup of tea, I saw the city gate of Luohe Prefecture.

There were soldiers guarding the city gate. To enter the city, one had to pay an entry fee of three cents per person. Businessmen also had to pay a merchant tax of one tenth. However, none of the three men were there to do business, so they were allowed to pass after paying the entry fee.

Once you enter the city, you'll be dazzled by its bustling scene. The wide streets are bustling with people, and shops are lined up next to each other.

Looking around, most of the people on the street are well dressed. Young scholars hold folding fans in their hands and stop to admire the calligraphy and antiques on the painting and calligraphy stalls.

Rich ladies dressed in gorgeous clothes, accompanied by their maids, went in and out of various shops.

Cheng Shuang turned her head and looked around curiously. She felt that what she saw was not much different from the capital city in movies and TV dramas. It was full of prosperity and peace.

Zhao Xiuwen had been to the provincial capital several times before. He walked in front and led the way. Finally, they came to a quieter street and stopped in front of a building with a sign that read "Rufeng Inn".

Zhao Xiuwen said, "I stayed here twice before. The price is relatively low and it's relatively safe. Most of the people who live here are scholars."

Wei Qinglang looked at Cheng Shuang, who nodded, "Then let's live here."

The three of them entered the inn, and the waiter came up to them warmly and asked, "Are you here for a meal or to stay overnight?"

Zhao Xiuwen said, "I want a lower-class room."

The lower-class rooms in Rufeng Inn are large dormitories with more than a dozen people staying in one room. It only costs fifteen cents a night. Water for washing and other things are all provided in the same courtyard.

After saying that, he turned to look at Wei Qinglang and said, "The middle-class and superior rooms here are all private rooms. Brother Wei can bring Madam Wei upstairs. Let's settle in first and then go get something to eat together."

The clever waiter beside him immediately spoke up, "Sir, we have no better rooms left. The middle-class rooms are 80 wen a night and are quite good. If the room needs cleaning, you can call them anytime. Hot water will also be brought to you."

Wei Qinglang nodded, "Then I'll have a medium-sized room."

Zhao Xiuwen was familiar with this inn. He gave the waiter fifteen cents and went to the backyard with his book box on his back. The waiter kept the money and took Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang upstairs.

After bringing the person to the door, the waiter pushed it open and stood by the side. "This is it, sir. If you need anything else, just let me know."

Wei Qinglang nodded, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to the waiter. The waiter counted it carefully to make sure not a penny was missing, nodded and bowed to thank him, then left.

Cheng Shuang walked into the room. The room was not big. There was a table and two chairs by the window. There was an oil lamp on the table. Then there was a wardrobe and a bed. The bed was made very cleanly.

"What do you want to eat later?" Cheng Shuang put their bags into the closet.

She had a good rest on the boat yesterday and was in high spirits now, just waiting to fill her stomach and go for a walk in the city.

Wei Qinglang glanced at the small bed, then glanced at Cheng Shuang. Seeing that she didn't say anything, he said, "Let's just eat something on the street. I just came here and saw that there are a lot of food stalls on the street."

Cheng Shuang also remembered and said, "There is a wonton stall that smells especially delicious."

"Then let's go eat wontons and ask Zhao Xiuwen to come along."

After they had packed up, they went downstairs. Zhao Xiuwen was already sitting in the lobby waiting for them. The three of them went out together to the wonton stall that Cheng Shuang mentioned.

The wonton stall was doing very good business. There was a sign saying that leek and pork wontons were 15 cents, and fish wontons were 18 cents.

There was just one empty table left at the stall, so the three of them went over and sat down. Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang both ordered a bowl of fish wontons, and Zhao Xiuwen ordered a bowl of pork wontons.

The wontons were served very quickly. Cheng Shuang took a sip of the soup and found it tasted really good. She enjoyed it happily.

She felt full after eating half of it. The wontons were a bit too much for her, but maybe not enough for Wei Qinglang's appetite.

Seeing that Wei Qinglang was about to finish his meal, Cheng Shuang asked, "Do you want to order another bowl?"

Zhao Xiuwen was a scholar and had a small appetite, so one bowl was just enough for him. Seeing that Wei Qinglang seemed to have not eaten enough, Cheng Shuang still had half a bowl left.

He said, "Brother Wei, aren't you full? Doesn't Madam Wei still have half a bowl?"

Cheng Shuang: “……….”

This nerd, who taught him that couples don’t mind eating each other’s leftovers? It would be so embarrassing if he doesn’t want to eat what you said.

Cheng Shuang coughed lightly and was just about to say, "I'll take a break and eat something later," but Wei Qinglang finished the last one in his bowl, reached out to take her bowl, and started eating naturally.

Zhao Xiuwen looked very natural in his actions. Only Cheng Shuang felt awkward. She touched her nose, smoothed her hair, turned her head and looked away.

When people are embarrassed, they pretend to be busy.

After everyone finished their meal and paid the bill, Zhao Xiuwen said goodbye and left. Both of them had their own things to attend to, and they tacitly agreed not to ask about each other's affairs.

Wei Qinglang could tell that Cheng Shuang wanted to have some fun before getting down to business. Seeing that no one else was around, he whispered, "Let's go and experience this ancient metropolis first."

Cheng Shuang felt that this was exactly what she wanted, but they were both completely clueless about the city. In order to avoid going the wrong way, she went to ask the owner of the wonton shop.

"Auntie, we're new here and would like to ask which street in the city is the busiest."

"Jinhua Street in the south of the city is the busiest."

The aunt's face was full of enthusiasm. She raised her hand to point the way for them. "Go all the way down this street, then turn left and walk for about a quarter of an hour and you'll arrive. The shops over there are the most complete and bustling. You can ask your husband to buy you some clothes and jewelry."

"Hehe...Thank you very much."

Cheng Shuang pulled the corners of her mouth awkwardly, thanked the aunt, walked back and said to Wei Qinglang, "Let's go, let's go to South City."

Wei Qinglang walked side by side with her, "What did that aunt say just now? I seemed to hear the word 'husband'."

"Nothing, she just asked me if you are my husband."

Wei Qinglang turned around to look at the wonton stand behind him in surprise, "How did she figure that out?"

Cheng Shuang glanced at him sideways, "I saw you eating the wontons I left over. If you weren't my husband, would I have guessed you were just a passerby?"

"Oh, I see."

Speaking of eating wontons, Wei Qinglang looked a little unnatural and explained, "Well, don't get me wrong, you have so much left, and I just don't want to waste it."

"What did I misunderstand? You have a crush on me?"

"Of course, of course not." Wei Qinglang was stunned for a moment and stuttered. He hurriedly explained, his heart beating faster in an instant.

"That's all!" Cheng Shuang patted his shoulder, "In the eyes of others, we are husband and wife. It's no big deal if you eat what I can't finish. Let's just treat it normally.

Some things should be left unattended so as not to reveal themselves. Maybe we'll even have to act like a loving couple in the future. We're all here to make money and live together, so there's no need to feel any pressure."

"Not particular about details..." Wei Qinglang looked at her serious expression and muttered softly, "Does that include sleeping in the same bed at night?"

There were so many vendors shouting on the street that Cheng Shuang couldn't hear clearly. She moved closer and asked, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." He shook his head quickly.

Then I silently complained in my heart, but if I told you aloud I was afraid that you would beat me in the street. Others would think that I was henpecked and was beaten in the street by my wife.