Chapter 482 - 482: Eye Opener
Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
At Guangxi Garden.
Once inside, the crowd was drawn to various attractions: captivating paintings, colorful stalls, diverse foods, intricate lanterns, and vibrant cloth-based calligraphy and art. The whole garden buzzed with excitement and noise.
Along the lakeshore, display stands circled the area, creating an exhibition-like atmosphere filled with paintings.
âThese paintings are incredibly cute.â
âIâve never seen such a style before. The artist is quite talented.â
âWho else could organize a food festival like this but someone truly capable?â
At this moment, a few people surrounded a painting with many shoes and commented. They looked like they had learned a lot today.
In front of Chu Qingzhiâs stall.
A young girl eagerly pointed at a sandwich, asking, âAuntie, whatâs this?â
Li Qingyu, unfamiliar with selling, replied nervously, âItâs a type of breakfast. Would you like to try it?â
The girl, looking at her companions, said, âYes, two please.â
Li Qingyu wrapped them in wax paper. âWe also have bread, rice dumplings, and biscuits. Would you like some?â
The girl shook her head, âNot now. I canât eat that much. Iâll buy more when I leave to take home.â
âAlright.â Li Qingyu handed the two sandwiches to the little girl. âEighty copper coins.â
The girl handed the money to Li Qingyu and took the sandwich. âIf itâs delicious, Iâll buy more later.â
âTake care.â In less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, she had sold over ten sandwiches. Business was booming. Li Qingyu smiled and continued to entertain the next customer.
The county magistrate and the secretary entered the Guangxi Garden.
The magistrate looked around and was about to speak when a candy was stuffed into his hand. He was stunned, then walked in. âNot bad. Itâs so lively.â
The secretary also had candy in his hand. He looked down and smiled. âMiss Chu seems to be very successful in everything.â
The county magistrate agreed. âThatâs right. Fortunately, sheâs in our Shuiyun County. If she was in another county, thatâd be a great loss for us.â
âLord Tao, youâre here too.â County Magistrate Yun of Tongzi County walked over in casual clothes with a smile on his face. He was jealous. Why didnât he have such talent in the county he ruled? Just one day, they could collect countless taxes. It was a huge profit!
âLord Yun, what brings you here?â County Magistrate Tao puffed out his chest and was very proud. He must be jealous. Hahaha, itâs useless to be jealous!
âI came to see your glory,â Magistrate Yun muttered under his breath, cursing Magistrate Tao for his pretense, yet his smile grew warmer.
âAre you satisfied with this scene, Lord Yun?â Magistrate Tao asked, basking in his triumph, like basking in the spring breeze.
âSatisfied, very satisfiedâ¦â Magistrate Yun smiled awkwardly.
âLetâs go for a walk. See that painting by the lake? You havenât seen it before, have you?â Magistrate Tao said, leading the way to the exhibition, feeling extremely pleased with himself.
Magistrate Yun gritted his teeth and followed.
Sigh, he thought, itâs frustrating to think he wonât surpass Magistrate Tao in political achievements.
Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu, along with two other ladies, entered Guangxi Garden.
âSo many people!â Fan Yuru exclaimed, looking at the crowd in the garden, packed like ants.
âThis is hosted by Qingzhi, how could it not be crowded?â Rong Shiyu said proudly, glad to have a good sister like Chu Qingzhi.
Fan Yuru, who was also fond of Chu Qingzhi, sincerely remarked, âIf Qingzhi were a man, she could definitely be a high official.â
âThen she would marry you, wouldnât she?â Rong Shiyu teased.
Fan Yuru laughed heartily and said, âHaha, if Qingzhi wanted to marry me, I would say yes without hesitation.â
Rong Shiyu shook her head in pity, âToo bad, in this lifetime we can only be sisters.â
As they joked, they walked towards the food area.
Half of the stalls here sold food, offering a dazzling array of choices.
Fan Yuru generously declared, âLetâs eat whatever we want, itâs on me.â
Rong Shiyuâs eyes were drawn to an apple pie, âI want to try that, do you?â
Fan Yuru looked over, âIâve never seen this before.â
âThatâs the point,â Rong Shiyu replied. They had lived in the capital for over a decade and had seen everything; it was refreshing to find something new.
âShall we try it?â
âLetâs try.â
Approaching a stall, Fan Yuru asked about the apple pie, âWhatâs this called? How much is it?â
Li Qingyu replied with a smile, âApple pie, two copper coins per piece.â
âWeâll take one,â Fan Yuru said, looking around. âCan we have a small table to eat here?â
âOf course.â
Chu Rong quickly fetched a small table and four chairs, setting them up in a somewhat secluded spot behind a tree. âPlease, have a seat.â
The four ladies sat down at the table.
Li Qingyu cut the apple pie into four pieces and considerately arranged bowls and chopsticks, âPlease, ladies.â
âThank you.â
Fan Yuru sniffed it, âIt smells so good, I like it.â
One of the ladies regretfully said, âI donât like apples.â
After tasting a bite, Rong Shiyu found it delicious, âTry it and see, if you donât like it, we wonât eat it.â
The lady nodded, âOkay.â
Despite claiming not to like apples, she found the pie delicious and doubted the authenticity of the apples she had eaten before; these tasted completely different.
After finishing the pie, Fan Yuru pointed to a sandwich, âAuntie, weâd like one of those for each of us.â
âAlright, Iâll get it for you immediately.â
Fan Yuru, seeing Rong Shiyu engrossed in the food, said, âI realize now how little Iâve seen; this small town has so many delicacies.â
Rong Shiyu nodded in agreement. âIâll try something else later. Iâve never seen anything like this before.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The lady added, âI saw something like water, shall we have a bowl?â
âOkay.â
âAuntie said that this is sugarcane juice. Itâs not elegant to eat sugarcane juice, but drinking it will be fine. Smart.â
As they ate and chatted, they were soon full.
And then, the opening ceremony began.
âBoom, boom, boomââ
On the left side of the stage, there was a big drum. Tang Jinghong walked to the big drum and beat it heavily.
The drumâs sound was clear and powerful, capturing everyoneâs attention. The crowd quieted down.
After eighteen beats, the drumming stopped and the sound of a guqin beganâ¦
Chu Xuyuan and Chu Xuyao sat properly at a table, skillfully plucking the strings of their guqins.
Their performance was average, but it sufficed for the occasion. It wasnât about the quality of the play but about creating an atmosphere..