Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

"Lanxiang, come and help us choose. All the shops became famous after yesterday's event and are asking us what good things to choose as thank-you gifts!"

I walked carefully around the stacked boxes; I couldn't afford the compensation if I knocked one over.

Feng Long took a large box and opened it for me. "Take a look. This is the agarwood sent by Yifeng Pavilion. The porcelain they provided this time was used up by many nobles and they ordered many sets overnight. And Qin Baozhai asked us to choose silver or Guixu crystal as a thank-you gift?"

Guixu Crystal? This thing sounds so familiar, it seems like I will use it in the future. I blurted out: "Of course I choose Guixu Crystal!"

Feng Long smiled and said, "You are just like your master. You both know that rare goods are valuable. Although choosing silver is conservative, it is indeed the least profitable."

I looked at Tu Shanjing with a smile: "The servant follows the master~"

Tu Shanjing also laughed and asked me, "You have done a great job this time, you can take anything you like."

I became excited and walked around the room. Those treasures were either shining or engraved with strange words. I didn't know how to use those related to spiritual power or artifacts, and I couldn't understand the secret manuals. I couldn't afford tables, chairs and furniture. I took gold and silver, but I was embarrassed to accept the praise I had just received.

Suddenly, my eyes were attracted by a glass lamp in the corner. It was exquisite and translucent, in the shape of a pink flower. A crystal bead chain connected the lamp to the golden lamp pole. There was no fire inside, but it could shine and emit a light yellow light. The golden stamens were so fine that they seemed to emit fragrance.

"Young Master, can I have it?" I gently picked up the glass lamp, and the pearl chain jingled.

"Hahaha! Have you thought it through? This time you didn't follow your master and made a losing deal!" Feng Long clapped his hands and laughed.

"Although this peony glass lamp looks good, the material used is not top-notch. At most, it has the novel gimmick of sealing in spiritual energy to emit light. Don't you want to be more picky?" Jing said to me seriously.

"I'm not picky. I don't know how to use other treasures. It just so happens that I don't know how to use spiritual power. It's just right for me to walk back and forth during the night shift. I want to be the most shining one among the maids!"

"What a great ambition, hahaha!" Feng Long teased me.

I ignored him and checked the glass lamp in my hand. Seeing that I couldn't let it go, Jing closed the account book in his hand, picked up the lamp box and handed it to me: "Then you can take it. There is a lampshade inside. Remember to cover it when not in use. I will also give you 500 taels of silver. When the situation is calm for a while, you can go to the street and buy anything good you like."

I had no idea about the purchasing power of silver, I was very happy to have the lantern and money to spend, and thanked Jing from the bottom of my heart. Feng Long suddenly slapped his head: "I just remembered, tell me where you got those novel plays from?! I also want to see the end of Havoc in Heaven!"

I was speechless for a moment: "This one..."

Feng Long said anxiously, "Hurry up and tell me! But you're short of money? I'll pay him three times the price and let him continue writing!"

I shook my head: "No, it's not about the money. It's just that the author likes to travel around, and I just heard him talk about this plot by chance. The rest of the story may have to wait until he settles down and contacts me." I pushed all the responsibility onto the hermit master to save myself the worry.

"How difficult is that?! I'll ask my pigeons and crows to help pass on the message! What's his name? I'll tell them to go look for him right away!"

"Ahem, this guy, pen name - Snow Mountain Flying Fox, I saved him once when he was injured, and he told me some stories, but he has a weird temper, I'm afraid he won't be happy if you rashly go to find him, so why not contact him through me and let you watch the follow-up story."

After hearing this, Feng Long could only nod his head: "Then it has to be this way! The snow-capped mountains are all in the north, not close enough from here. I'll make arrangements right away! Jing, I've almost sorted things out here, so I'll take my leave first!" After saying that, he clasped his hands in a hurry and left like a gust of wind.

Jing looked at me with a smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes: "The Snow Mountain Flying Fox is not in the Snow Mountain, I am afraid it is in Qingqiu?"

I smiled back at him: "Young Master is wise!"

Jingyi threw me a small seal and said, "It's a pass, so you can pass the book to Suzhizhai, which is our own papermaking factory. Put the seal on it every time and ask them to make it into a book and sell it. It doesn't matter how much you sell, just treat it as a test of your business as a storyteller."

I replied, "Thank you, young master! But I've done my job well and never left the house, so I don't have to be a storyteller!"

Jing smiled, and then seemed to remember something. He bent down and took a box from the table and handed it to me: "You didn't eat this mooncake yesterday, make up for it today. I remember that you only have a cousin left in your hometown? When everything is calm after a while, you can go home and visit."

I took the mooncake and I missed home, but it was not that home I missed. I told the truth: "I missed my parents."

Jing's smile gradually faded. I suddenly remembered that he had lost his parents, and I wanted to tear my mouth: "Sir, let's eat mooncakes together!" After that, I hurriedly opened the window, and a full moon was hanging on the window sill.

I broke off a piece of grape oolong mooncake and put it in my mouth, pointing at the moon and saying, "Look at this moon, it's so big and round!"

Jing also walked to the window, took the other half of the mooncake from my hand, took a bite, looked up at the moon and sighed: "The bright moon rises over the sea, and we share this moment across the world. What a beautiful poem. No matter where we are, as long as we look at the same moon, it's like we're reunited. I wonder if we can also see this bright moon by the Forgotten River?"

I felt a pang of sadness in my heart and looked at his profile. He looked a little lonely and tired, his lips were slightly pouting, his philtrum was deep and long, and had an upward arc. People say that people with fleshy lips are loyal and righteous, which shows that his usual coldness and dignity are not without restraint.

The moonlight shines on his straight nose and into his clear eyes. I say softly, "They live in your body and in your thoughts. As long as you remember them, they will be with the moon."

He turned around suddenly, and I thought I saw a little tear in his eyes. He grinned like a child who wanted to cry but couldn't, and then he turned away again, looking only at the moon and not at me.

"Lanxiang, let's have a 'drink and ask the sky' too!"

"I can drink, but I don't want to drink the kind of wine that Butler Hu brought the day before yesterday. It's so choking!"

"Then choose one from mulberry wine, green plum wine, or bamboo leaf wine."

When it comes to mulberry wine, I don't dare to drink it. It feels like I've stolen someone else's stuff. I haven't tried bamboo leaf wine either, so I don't know what it tastes like.

"That green plum wine should be sweet and sour." I played it safe.

"Okay, then plum wine."

Jing asked someone to bring us some green plum wine. It was already very late, so he didn't ask the kitchen to light the fire. We drank the wine with mooncakes. I didn't expect the wine to be sour and sweet, and it was very tasty. It also had a strong aftertaste. Soon I felt hot and almost thought I had a fever again.

"Hey, let me tell you, the sweet and sour pork ribs made by my mom are absolutely amazing! I, I just want to taste it!" I felt like I had a big tongue, but the words kept coming out and I couldn't stop.

"What kind of dish is that?" Jingqi asked.

"Ha! There are some things that you, the dignified Young Master of Qingqiu, have not tried, right? Let me tell you, one part wine, two parts sauce, three parts sugar, four parts vinegar, and five parts water. Just add a few spoonfuls of sauce with this ratio, and it will taste sour and sweet, and very, very delicious..."