Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

"Okay, let's go together then."

Lin Feng readily agreed; watching the lantern festival was indeed a good opportunity to take these girls out for a relaxing getaway.

Seeing that he agreed, Xueyao was overjoyed. She walked over with a smile, naturally taking Lin Feng's arm, with a hint of coquettishness: "Young Master..."

Lin Feng knew something was wrong as soon as he saw her expression: "What's wrong? Just say it."

Xueyao pursed her lips and said seriously:

"I've been pondering the twelve-tone equal temperament that you explained to me before, but there are still some parts I don't quite understand. Could you explain it to me again, young master?"

Lin Feng chuckled upon hearing this; so that's what it was about.

He used to know nothing about music.

But ever since he absorbed Little Locke's memories, things like playing the piano and music theory are like they're etched into his mind, and the twelve-tone equal temperament is really a piece of cake for him.

Since he had nothing better to do, he nodded in agreement and patiently explained things to Xueyao, from theory to application, in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

Xueyao was already intelligent and had a high aptitude for music. With Lin Feng's guidance, the problems that had troubled her for a long time suddenly became clear.

Overwhelmed with excitement, she couldn't help but get up and walk to the guqin placed by the window. She sat down gently, closed her eyes, and pressed her fingers onto the strings.

A melody she knew best flowed out slowly.

But this time, the transitions and connections flowed smoothly and naturally, without any hesitation or flaws.

As the song ended, its lingering melody echoed in the air. Xueyao opened her eyes, her gaze filled with a light of surprise.

"Young master! I...I understand!"

She stood up, walked a few steps to Lin Feng, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

Lin Feng smiled and patted her hand: "It's good that you've figured it out."

Su Qin, watching from the side, was itching to play, believing herself to be slightly better than Xue Yao in terms of musical skill.

Seeing Xueyao's breakthrough in her zither skills, he felt a little itchy to try it himself and see if he could also gain new insights.

Xueyao, being perceptive, noticed the longing in Su Qin's eyes and suggested with a smile:

"Sister Suqin, why don't you try playing a tune?"

Su Qin looked at Lin Feng expectantly, her eyes full of anticipation and questions.

Lin Feng nodded gently to her: "Go ahead."

Having received permission, Su Qin was immediately overjoyed and excitedly bowed.

"Yes, young master!"

She had just sat down in front of the guqin, and before her fingers even touched the strings, there was a knock at the door.

"Knock knock knock".

"Young master, I apologize for disturbing you, but I have a favor to ask of you."

A deep and resonant male voice came from outside the door.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly, recognizing the voice of the manager of Fu Man Lou.

Why did he come to me?

He turned to Xiao Tao beside him and said, "Go open the door."

Xiao Tao responded and ran over to open the door.

Two people stood outside the door: one was the smiling owner of Fumanlou Restaurant, and the other was a woman wearing a bamboo hat and a light veil that obscured her face.

Upon seeing Lin Feng, the manager of Fumanlou bowed respectfully with a broad smile:

"Young master, I apologize for my intrusion."

May I ask who was playing the zither just now?

Lin Feng didn't answer, but instead asked, "What's wrong? Did you disturb someone's rest?"

The shopkeeper quickly waved his hand: "No, no, young master, please don't misunderstand!"

The distinguished guest staying in the top-tier private room happened to hear this music and was quite amazed. The player's technique was superb and the artistic conception was profound.

So he specifically asked me to lead the way, hoping to invite the musician over for a cup of sake, as a token of my admiration.

At this moment, the woman wearing a straw hat stepped forward, bowed gracefully to Lin Feng, and spoke in a clear and melodious voice:

"Please forgive me, young master."

My master of the house is also a lover of music. When she heard this piece of music just now, it resolved a long-standing question in her mind, leaving her deeply moved and full of admiration.

Therefore, I have taken the liberty of inviting you, and I hope you will grant my request.

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng glanced at the woman.

She wore a simple white dress and had a graceful figure. Although her face was obscured by a bamboo hat, her every move exuded an elegant and composed demeanor, clearly indicating that she was not an ordinary maid.

To be able to live in the top-tier residence and have such a maidservant, one's status must be extraordinary; she is most likely a member of some aristocratic family.

Lin Feng thought for a moment and asked, "Is your master male or female?"

The moment the question was asked, the shopkeeper next to him lowered his head instantly, a layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead. He seemed to have heard something terrible and didn't even dare to breathe.

The woman chuckled softly and replied neither servilely nor arrogantly:

"Don't worry, young master, my mistress is a woman."

The person we'd like to invite is the very one who played the piano just now.

Upon hearing that it was a woman, Lin Feng no longer had any reservations, and his attitude softened.

He stepped aside to let Xueyao, who was blushing, pass by, and said casually, "My woman played it."

Xueyao was taken aback when he addressed her so bluntly in front of others.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, her heart pounded, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone, but her heart felt as sweet as if it had been filled with honey.

The woman followed Lin Feng's gaze to Xue Yao, and seeing her shy appearance, a knowing look flashed in her eyes.

He then bowed gracefully to Xueyao, his tone sincere:

"Young lady, your musical skills are superb. My master is indeed unable to show himself. Would you please come to the Tianzi Hall for a chat?"

A generous reward will be offered; there is absolutely no ill intent.

Xueyao subconsciously looked at Lin Feng, her eyes filled with inquiry and dependence.

Seeing this, the woman didn't say anything more, but directly took out a palm-sized exquisite jade box from her sleeve and handed it to Lin Feng with both hands:

"Young master, this is a small token of my master's appreciation, a token of my gratitude for asking Miss Xueyao to come and offer her guidance. Please accept it with a smile."

Lin Feng didn't stand on ceremony and took the jade box, its surface smooth and warm to the touch.

He gently opened a crack, and immediately, an extremely rich medicinal fragrance wafted out, instantly making his eyes narrow.

This smell is exactly the same as the Marrow Cleansing Pill I smelled at Wanbao Danfang just now!

Lin Feng was somewhat surprised. Good heavens, he just threw out a Marrow Cleansing Pill?

Ten thousand taels of silver were just given away so casually?

No wonder they come from a prestigious family; they're not only rich, but also incredibly generous!

This woman... is worth getting to know!

An excellent business opportunity!

Lin Feng's mind started working. The perfumes and lipsticks he had were all women's favorites. If he could get on this bandwagon, he wouldn't have to worry about sales in the future.

Lin Feng immediately closed the jade box, a warm smile appearing on his face: "No problem, please wait a moment, young lady."

As he spoke, he pulled Xueyao into the inner room and whispered his instructions:

"Since they're so generous, we can't be stingy."

When you go over there in a little while, bring a copy of your usual lipstick and give it to her family as a small gift.

Do you understand?

Xueyao nodded obediently, "Yes, young master, I understand."

"Um"

After coming out, Xueyao followed the woman in the bamboo hat away.

As she walked out of the courtyard, Xueyao turned back to look at Lin Feng one last time.