Shocking Mountain Moon

Chapter 9 Buying Incense
As soon as Qiu Heng saw Yu Ma's reaction, she knew Fang Zhou had not performed poorly.

The red bean cake was certainly not made specially for Aunt Yu, but Fangzhou made it this morning after becoming familiar with the kitchen in the two-day three-room kitchen.

"Mother Yu."

"Sixth Miss, please speak." Nanny Yu's tone softened as she savored the taste of the red bean cake.

Red bean cake is not a precious snack, but precisely because of its commonness, its delicious taste is so amazing.

Qiu Heng asked with a smile: "Is the snack made by Fangzhou still edible?"

Was it done by the maid brought by the Sixth Miss?
Nanny Yu looked at Fangzhou in surprise.

She has a round face and almond-shaped eyes. She is a pleasant-looking girl, but she is inconspicuous in the uncle's house.

Isn't it said that the Sixth Miss grew up in the countryside? Not only does she have a maid, but her maid's skill in making snacks is better than that of Chef Chen in the old lady's courtyard.

This is unreasonable!

If it's unreasonable, it means that the Sixth Girl is not simple.

Nanny Yu put away her contempt and said sincerely, "I have never eaten such delicious red bean cakes."

"In the future, Aunt Yu will be able to eat all kinds of delicious snacks at Lengxiangju." Qiu Heng curved her lips, "I will also do what I should learn. This way, we will all be relaxed. What do you think, Aunt Yu?"

Nanny Yu was silent.

The Sixth Miss meant that she should just slack off in Lengxiangju.

Should she agree, or - of course she agreed, she was not a person as picky as Nanny Zhu.

"I think it's great, as long as Sixth Miss has learned everything she should learn."

After reaching a tacit understanding, Qiu Heng asked Mother Wang to arrange a room for Nanny Yu to rest, leaving Fangzhou alone.

"Miss, I have inquired about it. The Third Young Master is a little bully who is fearless and no one dares to offend him. Among the girls, the old lady loves the Fourth Young Master the most..."

Qiu Heng smiled: "You can get the news so quickly?"

Fangzhou raised his chin proudly: "The people in the kitchen love to gossip. I made red bean cakes for them to eat, and they heard a lot of things."

"Fangzhou is amazing."

Fangzhou smiled from ear to ear, and after thinking for a while, he suggested: "There are still extra red bean cakes, how about giving some to the third master and the second young master?"

Master Qiu San is Qiu Heng's biological father, and the second master Qiu Feng is Qiu Heng's younger brother. In Fangzhou's opinion, they still have to maintain a good relationship.

Qiu Heng thought of the bag of silver she received yesterday and nodded: "Put it in the lunch box and I'll deliver it myself."

She came to the Qiu family not to make enemies with the people in the Qiu Mansion. It would be more convenient to do things after having a good relationship with them.

Master Qiu San went out early in the morning. Qiu Heng left a plate of snacks and went to Qiu Feng's residence.

The school was closed today, and Qiu Feng stayed in the house reading. He heard the servant report that the Sixth Miss had arrived. He hesitated for a moment before going to meet her.

"Sixth sister, is there anything wrong?"

"Fangzhou made some red bean cakes. They tasted good. I sent them to you to try."

The boy looked tense: "I don't like red bean cakes, so Sixth Sister doesn't need to send them to me anymore."

"Oh, that's fine." Qiu Heng nodded to show that she understood, then turned and left.

Qiu Feng stared at the plate of red bean cake, feeling a little annoyed.

He said he didn’t like it and just turned away?
I heard that my father didn't drink the whole day yesterday, which was something he had never done since he could remember.

My father is an alcoholic because of my sixth sister, and he stops drinking because of my sixth sister, so what is he?
The boy thought so and angrily grabbed a piece of red bean cake and ate it.

"Second brother—" Qiu Song ran in and saw Qiu Feng's cheeks bulging. He asked curiously, "What are you eating?"

"I'm a little hungry, so I'll have a dry snack to fill my stomach." Qiu Feng immediately took the plate of red bean cake away and changed the subject, "Third brother, is there anything wrong?"

"Are you familiar with your sister, second brother?"

Qiu Feng was alert: "Not familiar with her." "Then you can get to know her better in the next few days, and when we have a day off next time, invite her to the garden."

Qiu Feng frowned: "What are you going to do, Third Brother?"

"Arm wrestle her. If she wins, forget about the day before yesterday, but if she loses, she can apologize to me."

"that's it?"

"What else can we do? You won't stand on her side, will you?" There was a fierce light in Qiu Song's eyes.

Qiu Feng shuddered subconsciously, and the sweet taste of the red bean cake dissipated: "Got it."

After delivering the red bean cakes, Qiu Heng took Fang Zhou to the corner gate, but was stopped by the gatekeepers.

"The Sixth Miss is going out, and someone from the old lady's courtyard needs to pass on the message." When the servant said this, he could hardly hide his contempt.

Qiu Heng didn't say much, turned around and slowly walked back.

She didn't expect it.

She was originally a country girl, running around outside all day long. When she arrived at the Great Xia that had lost most of its territory, she lived in the palace. When the country was destroyed, she saw people struggling for their lives. These things were not only far-fetched, but also ridiculous.

It was also at this moment, standing in the flower-filled garden of the Bo Mansion, that Qiu Heng deeply realized that she had really returned.

It's no good being stuck in a big house.

Qiu Heng quietly visited every place she could visit in Bo's mansion, and returned to Lengxiangju, where Mother Wang handed her a box.

"The third master sent it. Seeing that the young lady was not here, he asked this servant to give it to you."

Qiu Heng opened the box, and inside were hairpins, bracelets, earrings and pearl flowers, all of which were small and exquisite and suitable for little girls to wear.

Fangzhou couldn't help but say, "Yesterday it was a bag of silver coins, today it's a box of jewelry, the third master is really rich."

After hearing what Fangzhou said, Mother Wang sighed silently.

The third master is not rich, he just spent all the money he earned from buying wine on the girl.

After giving the jewelry to his daughter, Master Qiu San returned to the courtyard. When he tasted the red bean cake that Qiu Heng had given him earlier, he immediately burst into tears.

Heng'er brought him some snacks. Does that mean Heng'er didn't blame him?

Wiping away tears, Master Qiu San looked around the room and thought: I won't have money to buy things for Heng'er tomorrow. Should I go to the accounting office to withdraw the monthly salary in advance, or pawn a vase or something?

Towards evening, Nanny Yu, who had worked "hard" for most of the day, left Lengxiangju, and Qiuheng left right after her.

She changed into light clothes, walked in a place away from people, and when she reached the base of the wall, she jumped up to the top, observed for a while, and then landed lightly outside the wall.

Once the veil was put on her head, the girl blended into the crowd like a fish into the sea.

In the capital city without a curfew, every light that is turned on radiates a glamorous glow.

Restaurants, teahouses, pawnshops, and donkey rental companies are waiting for people who are tired to come and take care of their business.

Compared to the Yongqing Marquis' Mansion where she had only lived for two days, Qiu Heng was more familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital.

In the three years after the complete demise of Daxia, she followed her husband from Linzhou, the southern capital, and lived here for quite some time.

This place was also very prosperous at that time, but it was the prosperity of the Qi people and had nothing to do with the Xia people.

A girl wearing a veiled hat walked into a perfume shop.

The incense shop was very large, with customers coming in and out all the time. There were many female customers like her, and the shopkeeper was also a woman.

"Shopkeeper, I want to buy some spices."

A quarter of an hour later, the girl walked out of the incense shop carrying the packaged spices.

The rich aroma gradually lingered behind, and the scent of wine and tea filled the air.

Looking at the person coming towards her, Qiu Heng unconsciously slowed down his pace.

(End of this chapter)