High-class Spring Joy

Chu Jingxian didn't hold out much hope, but it was Chen Sha who said those words, not Zhe Ji.

I'm not worried about others finding out if I talk to Chen Sha; he might not even understand.

Chu Jingxian pursed her lips: "If you had a younger brother, and someone who always wanted..."

Chen Sha nodded and repeated, "Oh... I have a younger brother."

"No, don't talk about people, talk about... chicken legs, scallion oil chicken, your favorite scallion oil chicken."

Chu Jingxian frowned as he spoke to himself, paused for a moment, and then changed his approach: "Imagine you have a dish of scallion oil chicken that you've been longing for, a taste you can never forget after just one bite. So you've been searching for a shop that makes that same scallion oil chicken. But while searching, you stumble upon another shop that makes delicious boiled chicken. You find that although it seems a little different from what you expected, the taste is quite novel and appealing. Sometimes, the taste even seems almost identical to the scallion oil chicken you're looking for. What would you do?"

Chen Sha, a rough and unrefined man, scratched his head, seemingly unable to understand why Chu Jingxian would ask such a question: "If it were a subordinate, naturally one would just keep eating poached chicken if they liked it, and keep looking for scallion oil chicken. Looking for scallion oil chicken wouldn't stop one from eating poached chicken, would it?"

Chu Jingxian: ...If it's about playing PUBG, then it certainly won't interfere.

Chu Jingxian truly felt a sense of helplessness at this moment, as if he were talking to a brick wall. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Theoretically, it won't cause any problems, but in the context of the question I asked, if you're looking for scallion oil chicken, you can't be thinking about poached chicken. You absolutely can't be fickle and indecisive."

Chen Sha was even more confused, but he scratched his head and gave what he considered a very rigorous answer: "If it were up to me, I would choose poached chicken."

Why?

Chu Jingxian asked.

"Since you said that you only ate the scallion oil chicken once and have been thinking about it ever since, perhaps your imagination has made the taste of the scallion oil chicken more beautiful? As for the poached chicken, you have eaten it several times and it has always been there. Moreover, you said that you like the taste of it more and more. That proves that it is not just a momentary impulse, but can withstand the test, and you will probably like it in the future."

When I was a child, I was used to eating candied hawthorn berries. Once, I tried hibiscus cake and found it incredibly delicious, far surpassing any candied hawthorn berry I had ever tasted. However, at that time, I didn't have much money, and hibiscus cake was several times more expensive than candied hawthorn berries. I only ate it once, but I longed for it for a long time. When I finally had the money and went to eat it a second time, I found that the taste was far from what I had imagined. Later, I followed you, young master, and went a long time without eating candied hawthorn berries, only to realize how desperately I craved them.

Although Chen Sha couldn't understand what he was saying, he answered very seriously.

It was precisely his answer that made Chu Jingxian fall into deep thought.

Seeing that her young master remained silent, Chen Sha's gaze returned to the food on the table, her eyes fixed on the other glistening, oily chicken leg.

"Young master..."

Chu Jingxian snorted: "Eat if you want, I won't punish you today."

Chen Sha was overjoyed and happily broke off the chicken leg, eating it with great relish.

At this moment, Chu Jingxian frowned even more: "No, what if that shop that makes poached chicken already has an owner?"

Chen Sha chewed on a chicken leg and clicked his tongue: "Young Master, your question is indeed a bit tricky. Have you asked the shop owner's opinion? Or, can the owner run the shop well? If the shop can't thrive under his management, then it wouldn't be a bad thing if you took it over. Young Master Yu's business acumen is sure to make the shop a great success, and even make it famous throughout the entire Song Kingdom."

As Chen Sha spoke, she wondered to herself what kind of questions her young master was asking. When it came to business, who in the entire country could surpass her young master?

You should know that countless merchants, big and small, across the country are eager to cooperate with you, young master. Is there any need to fight over it? It's just a shop. You just raise your hand, and countless people will eagerly offer it up.

"The shop's own opinion?" Chu Jingxian seemed to suddenly realize something, but was quickly suppressed by another thought: "If the owner is your blood-related younger brother, how can an elder brother take his younger brother's property?"

Chen Sha slurped the chicken bones clean, then tossed them into the bone dish with a hint of relish. "Young master," he said, "since you've said we're brothers, then seeing your brother's delight, I should naturally hand over the shop. It's just a shop; if I don't, it proves there's not much affection between us brothers, so why worry about it? Besides, he's running his own business; can't he allow others to be more successful? Even if I'm stupid, I know there's no such logic in this world. If you manage to snatch it, that's your own fault. Even if you don't want it, someone else will."

Chu Jingxian felt as if he had been suddenly enlightened. It was as if the past twenty years had been forcibly crammed into a small box, and after Chen Sha's explanation...

He then realized that people could be so shameless.

It felt as if my entire body's meridians had been opened up.

Yes.

If Chu Jingyu truly cared for Qingyuan, then Qingyuan probably wouldn't have had so many opportunities to interact with him, and he wouldn't have doubted that Qingyuan was the person he was looking for.

It can only be said that Chu Jingyu was fickle and didn't know how to cherish what he had.

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Qingyuan returned the food box to the kitchen and then went back to the Marquis's residence.

Chu Jingxian's words kept echoing in my mind: "It's all your embellishment of me."

beautify…

How could that be?

When Qingyuan first heard it, she didn't think much about it. She just felt flustered and thought she had said something she shouldn't have, like a murderer who had done something wrong and wanted to escape from the scene of the crime.

Qingyuan hurriedly left Jinxiu Manor and headed straight for the Marquis's Mansion, but when she arrived at the gate, she found a large crowd of people gathered there.

She overheard some conversation from a distance. It seemed that someone had made a mistake and was expelled from the Marquis's mansion. The conversation was quite heated, and it seemed that the person was unwilling to leave easily. In any case, there were too many people gathered around, and Qingyuan couldn't squeeze in, nor did she have the inclination to do so.

He merely watched the spectacle before turning around and entering the Marquis's residence through a side gate.

As soon as Qingyuan entered the Marquis's residence, she was stopped by a maid who rushed out from the side: "You, Qingyuan, how dare you slander our young lady like this! If it weren't for you, how could our second young lady have been kicked out of the Marquis's residence by Young Master Yu?!"

Qingyuan was stunned when she heard this. Jiang Qingyun had been kicked out of the Marquis's mansion?

Qingyuan then realized that the person making such a scene in front of the Marquis's mansion, crying and wailing, could it be Jiang Qingyun?