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Chapter 183 You Are the Emperor, We Are the Concubines [5K Long Chapter]

evening.

It's past eight.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon.

Lin Qingsong saw the message from Xiang Jia.

They have arrived at the Yellow River Inn and brought all their luggage with them.

He glanced at Tian Xiwei, who was still lying paralyzed on the bed, and knew that they wouldn't be able to get together for a meal tonight.

Feeling weak all over, Tian Xiwei, no matter how bold she was, was still a young girl and was a little shy at this moment, not knowing how to face Xiang Jia and the others.

"Xiaotian, I'm going out for dinner later."

Hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Tian Xiwei felt inexplicably disappointed.

She still hoped that Lin Qingsong could stay here with her.

"I'll call the hotel now and have them send over a meal first." Lin Qingsong said, then picked up the phone on the bedside table and notified the hotel to send over dinner.

"it is good."

Tian Xiwei, who was initially a little disappointed, suddenly felt inexplicably happy again.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingsong realized that if he used the room phone to notify the hotel, the meal fee would still be charged to the person who booked the room.

As for the person who booked the room
He turned his head and glanced at Tian Xiwei, whose expression was slightly happy.

Um.
It seems she paid for the meal herself.

Forget it.

I did offer some emotional support, and I even helped call the hotel to inform them.

However, after thinking for a moment, Lin Qingsong walked over with a smile, touched her round little face and said, "Eat something first, and I'll bring you some late-night snacks later."

Hearing Lin Qingsong's words, Tian Xiwei nodded happily: "Okay, then I want to eat mutton and tofu too."

She knew that Lao Lin still cared about her.

Not only does he order food for himself, but he also brings himself late-night snacks.

Hey.

Having spent the day outside, they were sweating a lot and covered in sand. After putting their luggage in the room, Xiang Jia and Cun Tou took a shower.

Although the room comes standard with a shower and a bathtub, and the bathtub also has a shower head for rinsing.

But it still took the three of them almost an hour to wash up.

However, this gave Lin Qingsong time to wait with Tian Xiwei for the hotel's dinner to arrive.

Standing at the door, as he said goodbye to Tian Xiwei, Lin Qingsong suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten something. "Oh right, Tian, ​​when I come back later, I'll bring you some medicine. Don't forget to take it."

He is still a child.

This is a matter of utmost importance, and there's no room for joking.

Upon hearing this, Tian Xiwei inexplicably showed a hint of shyness.

"Old Lin, no need to buy it, I have some in my suitcase, I brought it with me when I came."

???

Lin Qingsong looked at her with a hint of surprise.

OK OK.

You planned this all along!

Go out.

Walking down the street, Lin Qingsong inexplicably felt as if he were being pushed backwards.

Forget it.

Why worry about so much? I'm not losing anything anyway.

When he arrived at Xiang Jiading's courtyard, he saw a jujube tree by the roadside, picked a dark red jujube, and popped it into his mouth.

I could tell right away that these dates were different from the ones I'd had before. They were crisp and sweet, and the flesh was firmer, making them especially enjoyable to eat.

I don't know what this jujube is called.

Lin Qingsong thought for a moment, then plucked a few more dates from the tree.

He, who has always loved eating jujubes, felt like he had discovered a new world.

These oval-shaped dates taste much better than the round ones I ate before.

He knocked on the door, but instead of going in, he just stood at the door eating dates.

As someone who can devour three or four pounds of winter jujubes, the experience of picking and eating them at the same time is quite interesting.

Upon hearing Lin Qingsong's voice, Xiang Jia, Cun Tou, and Ai Wa immediately opened the door and came out.

All three of them changed into more casual clothes.

Because after taking a shower, there is a faint scent of shower gel on the body, and the fragrance dissipates when the wind blows.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Qingsong smelled their fragrance and couldn't help but smile and praise, "Let's go, three fairies, it's time for dinner!"

Xiang Jia glanced at him sideways, her tone teasing: "Qingsong, confess honestly, have you already eaten the sweet treat?"

Upon hearing this, the crew-cut man immediately looked at Lin Qingsong with gossip in his eyes, while giving Eva a threatening look at him at the same time.

Take a look!

Lin still likes my figure.

Otherwise, why would he have swallowed that Chinese celebrity?

Because Eva couldn't understand Chinese, she was quite confused when she saw the buzz cut and wondered what was wrong with him.

Lin Qingsong didn't care much about the undercurrents between the two of them. He just smiled and said to Xiang Jia, "What sweets? I want to have dinner with you, Sister Jia, right now!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the dates in his hand into the mouths of Xiang Jia, the crew-cut man, and Eva one by one, saying, "These dates are pretty good, aren't they?"

Ah!
Xiang Jia hasn't reacted yet.

But while eating, both the crew-cut man and Eva couldn't help but look at Lin Qingsong in surprise.

"Lin, these dates are delicious!"

"Lin, what kind of dates are these? They're so sweet and delicious!"

Most parts of Russia are cold, which is why most Russians have a sweet tooth. This is also why many Russian women are Natasha before marriage and Katyusha after marriage.

One reason is that the weather there is too cold, so they need to eat a lot of high-calorie foods, and the winters are particularly long.

These Russian girls stay at home all the time, drinking a little alcohol, eating a lot of meat, and indulging in sweets. As they get older, their basal metabolic rate can't keep up, so how can they not gain weight?

Both the crew cut and Eva are devoted believers in sweets.

I was instantly hooked after tasting these crisp and incredibly sweet dates.

Even Xiang Jia, who doesn't particularly like sweets, couldn't help but nod and say, "Indeed, these dates are quite good."

"I don't know what kind of dates they are either." Seeing how popular the dates were, Lin Qingsong smiled and pointed to the date trees next to him, saying, "They were picked from these trees."

Although they intended to save room for a late-night snack, the group still picked several more fruits from the trees along the way when they reached the outskirts of the village.

We waited and sat in the car the hotel had arranged.

Lin Qingsong curiously held up the unfinished jujube and asked the driver, "Sir, do you know what kind of jujube this is?"

"This?" The driver glanced at it and said with a smile, "This is Lingwu long jujube. Isn't it delicious?"

As a local, this was clearly not the first time he had been asked this question by tourists.

"It's really delicious!" Lin Qingsong gave a thumbs-up in praise, and the crew-cut man next to him echoed, "Delicious!"

The driver was already surprised that a foreigner with a buzz cut could speak, but upon hearing her praise, he became much more talkative. "It must be delicious! This variety of jujube was a tribute to the imperial court during the Tang Dynasty; it was supplied to the emperor!"

"OMG!" Upon hearing this, the man with the crew cut couldn't help but lift the dates in his hand to examine them, and then said to Lin Qingsong, "Lin, these were reserved for the emperor in ancient times?"

After she finished speaking, she put the date into her mouth and inexplicably felt that the sweetness had a touch of "royalty" to it.

We arrived at the late-night snack shop.

After the group ordered some local specialties, Lin Qingsong noticed cucumbers on the menu and suddenly remembered a report he had read before.

It seems that cucumbers were also a tribute item during the Tang Dynasty.

Even the great poet Lu You was a huge fan of cucumbers and wrote many poems about them.

Thinking of this, he casually ordered a cucumber salad, and then said with a smile to the people around him, "Actually, cucumbers were a special tribute to the emperor in the Tang Dynasty. Today, let's enjoy them and experience the treatment of the Tang emperor."

“Lin, we can only experience what it’s like to be a concubine.” Eva, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up, “Only then can you experience what it’s like to be an emperor.”

Well.
It has to be said that sometimes a person who remains silent doesn't necessarily want to be silent; they're just holding back a big surprise.

Eva's words are quite apt.

I actually experienced firsthand the treatment of a Tang Dynasty emperor.

When Lin Qingsong was halfway through his meal, he noticed that his phone had lit up briefly.

"Ok?"

When he picked it up, he was surprised to find that the person who sent him the message was Si Ruoxuan.

He originally thought it was Tian Xiwei, or perhaps Gu Wen and Vivian.

Why would she message herself at this hour?
Thinking of the information he had seen in the intelligence report, Lin Qingsong muttered to himself: Could it be that he wanted to ask about Anna's schedule?

He put down the lamb skewers in his hand and curiously opened WeChat.

"Old Lin, someone wants to buy An Xiao's 'Golden Rose.' Are you going to make a move?"

After reading Si Ruoxuan's message, Lin Qingsong was slightly taken aback.

what?
An Xiao, Golden Rose. It took him several seconds to react.

This happened back in June.

At the time, he had access to information from the system and bought the painting "Golden Rose" by Si Ruoxuan, who used the pseudonym Anna, at the Shanghai Emerging Artists Exhibition.

He then took the opportunity to tell Si Ruoxuan that he bought the painting not only for collection, but also because he was optimistic about the future of the painter named An Xiao.

If her paintings appreciate in value in the future, he wouldn't mind selling them, and Si Ruoxuan might be able to help recommend them if she has the connections.

Although he knew from the system's intelligence that An Xiao was Si Ruoxuan's alias.

In this situation, if he expresses his feelings for An Xiao and states that he will not sell the painting, Si Ruoxuan will definitely like him even more.

Can.
Lin Qingsong doesn't care about good or bad feelings at all!

If she has feelings for him, he'll go for it; if she doesn't, he'll be indifferent.

We're not short of girls.

If I could resell "The Golden Rose," I could make 95,000 yuan after deducting the costs.

This is just a painting.

Because there was a sentence in the system intelligence that said, "There is a collector abroad who really likes An Xiao's paintings."

He boldly bought all of An Xiao's paintings exhibited at the art exhibition, including the gold, silver, and iron rose series.

of course.

The so-called "all-inclusive" package actually only cost 20,000 yuan in total.

But according to his analysis...

If he could sell all the paintings, he could earn at least 300,000.

Therefore, there were no industry professionals around.

Lin Qingsong naturally turned his attention to the original artist of the painting.

Although doing this is a bit...
But people can't go against money just because someone else is nice to them.

"How much money is he planning to spend?" Lin Qingsong asked Si Ruoxuan curiously, pulling himself out of his thoughts.

I don't know if the collector Si Ruoxuan contacted was the one the system suggested.

If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have bought it.

As for the standard, it's the 100,000 yuan mentioned in the system.

The real collectors are those who are willing to spend 100,000 yuan to buy "The Golden Rose".

He wouldn't sell it for even a penny less!
Thinking of this, Lin Qingsong felt a sudden surge of emotion.

The system is indeed constantly improving.

If it were today, it would definitely list all the collector's information in detail.

After the last system upgrade, it provided detailed information in the intelligence reports about the channels through which to sell the villa after it was auctioned off.

I wonder what changes the system will undergo in the next upgrade.

Xiang Jia, who was sitting opposite Lin Qingsong, saw him put down the food in his hand and asked curiously, "Qingsong, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a painting I bought at an art exhibition. Apparently, someone wants to collect it for a high price," Lin Qingsong said with a smile.

"Oh, I thought it was Xiaotian who wanted to eat something." After Xiang Jia finished speaking, she added, "Qingsong, what does Xiaotian want to eat? Don't forget to bring it for her later."

"Don't worry, Sister Jia." After Lin Qingsong agreed, he found that Si Ruoxuan had already replied to his message.

"The gold rose is worth 100,000 yuan. He also said he wants to collect the other paintings. Are you willing to make a purchase?"

Upon seeing the message, Lin Qingsong agreed without hesitation.

It's unclear whether he was lucky or Si Ruoxuan was lucky.

Although it took two months to find a buyer, they immediately found the most interested buyer.

"Old Lin, that collector can only do business in person due to some special reasons. She's in Paris right now. If you're willing, she can cover your round-trip airfare and hotel."

Ok?
Upon seeing Si Ruoxuan's message again, Lin Qingsong didn't press for any special reason. He simply replied, "No problem. I'm going to Paris Fashion Week anyway, so please help me schedule a time."

Anyway, he'll definitely be accompanying Anna to the shows when Paris Fashion Week starts, so the deal can go wherever it takes place.

You can also save on travel and hotel expenses.

As for the collector's special reasons...

Lin Qingsong wasn't curious; as long as he was willing to spend money to buy things, that was fine with him.

It's like supermarkets never care about the identity of their customers or what they're thinking.

After agreeing with Si Ruoxuan, Lin Qingsong had a late-night snack with Jia and the others before packing some things to take back.

"Alright, Qingsong, let's rest for the night. You go and keep the little sweetie who just ate you company," Xiang Jia said considerately when they arrived at the guesthouse.

Having been through similar experiences, she knew that Tian Xiwei's absence was definitely due to some special reason.

I also know that she must be feeling very sensitive at this time.

In addition, she, along with the crew-cut man and Eva, hadn't slept well the previous few nights, so tonight was a good time for them to get some rest.

Lin Qingsong glanced at his watch and realized it was only a little past eleven. He put his arm around Xiang Jia and said to the crew-cut man and Eva, "It's okay, let's hurry up."

One should treat everyone equally.

I'll stay here during the first half of the night and then go back during the second half.

Otherwise, he was afraid that Tian Xiwei wouldn't be able to hold on through the second half of the night.

Xiang Jia had just thought of this too, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Okay, then let's let Little Sweetie rest for a while, and also use up some of your energy."

It's past one in the morning.

Lin Qingsong, carrying a late-night snack, arrived at Tian Xiwei's courtyard feeling refreshed.

I also picked a few dates along the way.

This stuff gets more and more addictive the more you eat it.

After taking out his room key and opening the door, he heard a soft snoring sound coming from inside.

It was clear that Comrade Xiaotian was exhausted in the afternoon.

"Who?"

When Lin Qingsong turned on the light, Tian Xiwei woke up from her sleep and instinctively called out.
But she quickly reacted.

"Old Lin!" A happy smile appeared on her face. "You're here."

"Can you still eat?" Lin Qingsong asked with a smile, waving the late-night snack in his hand. "Here's the mutton and tofu you ordered."

"Of course!" Tian Xiwei nodded vigorously, then struggled to get up.

"Let me do it." Lin Qingsong smiled and walked over, gently helping her up, then placed the late-night snack on the cabinet next to him.

Looking at everything before her, Tian Xiwei felt a surge of sweetness in her heart.

Old Lin is so thoughtful.

"Delicious!" she exclaimed with satisfaction after finishing her meal. "Old Lin, this tastes just as delicious as you described!"

Seeing her like this, Lin Qingsong smiled and took out the Chanel No. 5 he had picked up at the departure level earlier and placed it in front of her.

Upon seeing this, Tian Xiwei couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Old Lin, what's this?"

She had already mentally prepared herself and wouldn't expect too much from Lin Qingsong.

I was quite surprised to see this gift.

"It's a gift for you." Lin Qingsong smiled and wiped her mouth with a tissue. "How is it? Do you like it?"

As he spoke, he took out a string of five-emperor coins from his pocket and said, "Also, find a place to put this. I specially got it from a friend."

Say something.

Lin Qingsong was running out of Five Emperors Coins, so he planned to go back to Shanghai and find some more from Qi Fei.

This is a really good gift.

I reckon he'll be going to restock every few days.

Looking at the two items in front of her, Tian Xiwei couldn't help but smile.

Perfume and Five Emperor Coins.

Old Lin really put in so much effort!
When you're in a good mood, your physical condition will also improve.

She wrapped her arms around Lin Qingsong's neck and said in a tone different from that of a typical woman from Sichuan, in a coquettish voice, "Old Lin, I've rested enough!"

"Really? Don't you want to rest a bit?" Lin Qingsong said, leaning closer to her ear. "Actually, you can try a different approach. I don't mind."

"Huh?" Tian Xiwei looked at him in confusion: "What do you mean, change the way?"

"It's just a different approach."

"Huh? This won't do, will it?"

"Okay!"

"Okay, then I'll go brush my teeth," Tian Xiwei finally said, looking at the chili powder next to the mutton, "But aren't you afraid of the spiciness?"

"I'm scared, but are you sure you can bear to make me feel spicy? You'll definitely scrub it really clean!"

After giving him a speechless look, Tian Xiwei got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Watching her retreating figure, Lin Qingsong lay down comfortably on the edge of the bed.

[P.S.: There's more to come!]

(End of this chapter)