After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Yin Cheng propped his head up with one hand, his tone as casual as ever, but his eyes were filled with favoritism and affection, "My Niannian is kind-hearted, and it is my blessing to marry her."

Lin Nian was surprised that the man had suddenly become so serious, and she was a little unaccustomed to it.

His cheeks flushed. "The baby's still here, don't you know how shameless you are?"

The pearly white parrot mimicked, "The baby's still here!"

Lin Nian hugged Pearl and kissed her soft, round face. "Baby, are you full?"

"I'm full!" Pearl whispered in her father's ear. "I want to eat some cakes over there."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Lin Nian quickly kissed the man on the cheek. "Husband, go and buy some flower cakes for Pearl."

"Okay." Yin Cheng had just stood up when Lin Nian pulled him back.

"Um?"

Lin Nian pursed her lips, shyly beckoned with her finger, and said, "Come a little closer."

Yin Cheng bent down and leaned closer to his wife. "Honey, what's wrong?"

Lin Nian said softly, "It's my blessing to be able to marry you."

Yin Cheng smiled and pinched his wife's flushed cheek. "Wait for me to come back."

"Mmm!" Lin Nian handed him the small purse containing pearls. "You can't eat that many pearls, so buy less."

Pearl pouted and told her father her request, "I want a hundred cakes!"

"Can you finish them, you silly goose?" Lin Nian covered Pearl's mouth and manually muted the microphone, instructing the man, "Just buy one of each flavor."

Yin Cheng nodded: "Understood."

The money that Jingyi had prepared was just right for shopping: two silver notes, about two taels of loose silver, and about ten copper coins.

Besides the flower cake, Yin Cheng also bought some eight-treasure candy for Pearl. Afraid that he would get tooth decay from eating too much candy, he only bought five pieces and put them in his little purse.

On the way home, Yin Cheng held Pearl in one arm and held his wife's hand with the other.

Lin Nian broke off a small piece of flower cake for Pearl to hold and gnaw on, and sighed, "It's a good thing Pearl is still young. If he were older, people would gossip about him eating in the street."

"What's the big deal?" Yin Cheng said. "It's just eating on the street, what's the harm? Back in my hometown, there was a place where people could even eat noodles while riding their bicycles."

Lin Nian said, "That's different, but what is a bicycle?"

"It's a vehicle that can be pedaled by itself..." Yin Cheng's voice trailed off as he spoke.

"What's wrong?" Lin Nian asked, puzzled, when she didn't hear a man's voice.

Yin Cheng said, "Yeah, how come I didn't think of drawing up the blueprints for the bicycle? I was able to modify this thing myself back in high school."

It must be because he started learning martial arts early and got used to using light-footed skills wherever he went. After all, he is a descendant of the dragon and had a big dream of flying since he was a child.

Now that I can fly, I'll never walk; I've completely forgotten about bicycles.

Lin Nian held the man's hand. "The blueprints are drawn, and then what?"

"Mass production will change the way people travel," Yin Cheng said. "We'll recruit blacksmiths to make bicycles suitable for this era. We'll open vocational schools and run bicycle training classes, collect tuition fees, and then have my brother order that people be certified to work, collect another fee for certification."

"This led to the development of the logistics and passenger transport industries."

"This money will come from all directions."

Although Lin Nian didn't understand a single word, she still clapped enthusiastically, saying, "Great job!"

"I'll go talk to my brother later." Yin Cheng put his arm around his wife's waist. "Niannian, hold me tight."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nian immediately hugged the vehicle tightly, saying, "Fly slowly, don't scare Pearl."

"Don't worry, our Pearl is very brave." As soon as Yin Cheng finished speaking, Pearl started giggling, stopped eating the flower cake in her hand, and began to imitate sounds.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh... Hey ya... Coo coo coo..."

Yin Cheng stopped on the roof of a house. "What is Pearl saying?"

Lin Nian said, "He's pretending to be a chivalrous hero."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Yin Cheng: "Don't let our eldest brother get close to our pearls in the future, he's corrupting them."

Lin Nian glared at the man and said, "Nonsense."

Back at Prince Cheng's residence, Pearl was still full of energy, tugging at her father's large hand, "Daddy, I want to play more! I want to play more!"

Lin Nian said, "Stop playing."

Pearl feigned pitifulness, "Waaah!"

"How about playing a little longer?" Yin Cheng couldn't tell if his son was really crying or not. What could a three-year-old boy possibly be thinking?

Pearl nodded quickly, pointed to her roof, and said, "Daddy, let's go up."

"Honey, are you coming? The moon's pretty round tonight," Yin Cheng said. "Let's play with Pearl for another half hour."

Lin Nian sighed, "Okay."

"Yay!" Pearl cheered. "Daddy's the best!"

Where there is a moon, there must be wine.

Yin Cheng asked Jingyi to bring him a jar of fruit wine brewed in the spring, and he and his wife drank it under the moon.

Pearl has his own way of playing. This well-behaved little boy is rolling and crawling on the roof, laughing happily.

It resembles a scene from early human taming of limbs.

Yin Cheng wanted to laugh, but his wife pinched his arm.

Lin Nian was a little worried. "Pearl, don't run around. Be careful not to fall."

"Don't worry, it's okay. Even if you fall, I can catch you," Yin Cheng said. "I can catch both of you."

Lin Nian was very worried. If the man continued to raise her like this, no one would dare to propose marriage to Pearl when she grew up.

After Pearl had played enough, she climbed into Lin Nian's arms and rubbed her eyes. "Daddy, I want to sleep."

Just then, the couple had finished their fruit wine, so after escorting the father and son back to their room, Yin Cheng grabbed a charcoal pencil and a roll of thick paper and dashed into the palace.

Making money can't wait.

Just as Yin Mo fell asleep, the wooden window was knocked on loudly.

"Brother, can I come in?"

Yin Mo yawned. "Come in."

Yin Cheng climbed through the window and was somewhat surprised not to see Bai Yuchen.

"Where's Brother-in-law?"

"Back to Baishui City."

Yin Cheng immediately looked at his brother with the eyes of someone looking at a scumbag, "How did you manage to make your husband so angry that he went back to his parents' house?"

Yin Mo was both amused and exasperated. "What's your maternal family? And what kind of look is that?!"

Yin Cheng pursed his lips, then remembered the important matter and shouted, "Xiao Anzi, light all the candles."

Upon hearing Cheng Wang's voice, Xiao Anzi, who was on night watch outside, quickly went to find candles.

"What are you trying to tell me now?" Yin Mo asked. "Why do you have to say it in the middle of the night?"

Yin Cheng said, "You might not be available during the day, and I'd rather sleep with my husband at night."

Too lazy to go to the table, Yin Cheng sat down on the floor under his brother's dragon bed, spread out some coarse paper, and said, "Brother, let me tell you, this thing is high-class."

Yin Mo sat down on the ground with his younger brother. "You say it."

While drawing blueprints, Yin Cheng explained, "This thing is called a bicycle. It works on the wheel and axle principle. You might not understand, but that's not important."

"The handlebars utilize the lever principle, which makes it very labor-saving. This is the frame, which is the wheel axle. When the chain and gears work together, energy is transferred... well, these things aren't important."

"A person can control the bicycle to move forward by stepping on the pedals on both sides, which is similar to a horse-drawn carriage, but he only needs to maintain the machine itself, saving the cost of raising horses."

Yin Mo became interested. "Tell me more about it."