After the whole family had taken a bath, Yu Xiaolian decided that the family should go for a stroll in Bohai City together, and hopefully have a feast at a grand restaurant.
Mrs. Sun and Grandma Sun shook their heads and refused to go, saying they were tired and wanted to lie down and rest for a while.
The adults were tired, but the children were eager to go out with Yu Xiaolian.
So, Yu Xiaolian waved her little hand and set off with her small group of soldiers.
Before leaving, Yu Xiaolian told Mrs. Sun not to wait for them for a meal, as they planned to eat street food.
"There are more people over there, let’s head in that direction!"
"Sis, I want this rocking horse!"
"Sis, I want to eat donkey meat pie!"
The four of them were munching on donkey meat pies, smelling an aroma of roasted meat.
"Sis, I want to eat that roast chicken..."
"Don’t just say you want it, I want it too." Yu Xiaolian stared at the roast chicken, swallowing hard.
The roast chicken had a rich, reddish color, with an enticing aroma, appearing crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It looked delicious at a glance.
Yu Xiaolian suddenly felt that the donkey meat pie in her hand didn’t smell as fragrant anymore.
Yu Xiaolian couldn’t resist the temptation of delicious food, "How much is one roast chicken?"
"A hundred and twenty coins each."
"Give me two. No, three." There were so many of them, they definitely needed more.
"Three could cost three hundred and sixty coins, little girl, do you have that much money?" The woman selling roast chicken looked skeptical.
Yu Xiaolian didn’t hesitate and directly tossed half a tael of silver over.
The woman bit the silver to check its authenticity and then swiftly wrapped up three roast chickens in oil paper. She tied them up with hemp rope and handed them to Yu Xiaolian.
Yu Xiaolian took the roast chicken and the change, "Let’s go back to the inn, the roast chicken is best eaten hot."
Thinking about having roast chicken once they got back, Little Tiger’s eyes lit up, "Yes, let’s hurry back!"
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"Are you going to Juming Pavilion’s auction tonight?"
"Definitely going, didn’t they say a new batch of good stuff arrived on the ocean-going ships during the day?"
"Not going home when it’s dark, aren’t you afraid your wife will catch you at the Red Joy House?"
"What a joke, I’m afraid of her..."
"You’re just going to Juming Pavilion to take a look, with such a fierce wife at home, do you even dare to spend money recklessly? Haha..."
Two men walked past Yu Xiaolian with arms around each other’s shoulders...
Auction? Juming Pavilion?
Back at the inn, Yu Xiaolian handed the roast chicken to Zhao Erya and rushed to the counter to ask the shopkeeper about Juming Pavilion: what kind of place was it and where?
The shopkeeper gently stroked his beard, "Ah, Juming Pavilion is a place for the rich. I was lucky to have gone there once. Just entering requires a ten-tael entrance fee..."
By the end, the shopkeeper lowered his voice, leaning close to Yu Xiaolian’s ear, "I heard the owner behind Juming Pavilion is Prince Jin."
This Bohai City is far from Prince Jin’s fief, his business extends quite a bit!
It’s true, Prince Jin is an ambitious person, someone who wants to become emperor. The deeper his roots, the better.
Yu Xiaolian thanked the shopkeeper and took out a five-tael silver piece, asking him to prepare some fine dishes to be sent to their room.
The shopkeeper accepted the silver and glanced at Yu Xiaolian’s back; this girl’s family doesn’t seem like merchants, nor the family of officials.
But, if you say they’re poor farmers, they don’t seem to lack money, as even a child carries a silver piece.
Incomprehensible, incomprehensible.
Yu Xiaolian: What’s so incomprehensible, we’re a nouveau riche family!
Yu Xiaolian went to her mother’s room. As soon as she entered, Little Tiger complained, "Sis, why did you walk so slow? We were waiting for you to eat roast chicken, it’ll get cold soon!"
Ah, roast chicken, how long has it been since she last ate roast chicken? She couldn’t remember.
"Is it cold? It’s not cold yet; it’s still warm!" Yu Xiaolian gave Little Tiger a sideways glance, "Or are you just craving it?"
"Hehe, sis, it’s not just me, everyone’s craving it."
"Then open it up and eat; what are you standing there for? But, I just paid the shopkeeper to prepare a good meal to be delivered, so you better save some room or you won’t be able to eat later."
"I don’t need anything else; I’m satisfied with this roast chicken." Little Tiger took a bite of the chicken leg, looking content, "It’s too delicious!"
When he has money in the future, he’ll eat roast chicken every meal, until he can’t stand it.
With six chicken legs, Sun Fengshou and Yu Changhe didn’t eat any, leaving one each for everyone else.
Zhao Erya, holding the chicken leg, felt a surge of emotion; where else would a maid get to eat a chicken leg?
Although Uncle Yu had mentioned taking her as a goddaughter, she knew her place. She was kept to be a maid; otherwise, whose family would lack a young lady to enjoy blessings?
Therefore, all this time, she hadn’t called them godfather or godmother, but still called Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu.
She was very content being able to call them Uncle and Aunt. She saw other maids calling their masters lord and lady.
Zhao Erya took small bites of the chicken leg, her eyes a bit moist. She vowed to be the best maid, serving Uncle Yu and Aunt Yu for a lifetime.
Yu Xiaolian thought this roast chicken tasted better than those from modern delis.
This chicken seemed to be marinated in advance, extremely flavorful, with lean but tender meat, the best roast chicken she had ever eaten.
No way, she had to buy a few more later and store them in space.
The three roast chickens were devoured by all eight of them, not even the feathers left.
"Sir, your meal is ready!" The waiter knocked on the door from outside.
Steamed bass, braised meatballs, marinated beef, glutinous rice sugar lotus, fermented tofu...
Little Tiger pouted as he stared at the array of dishes; he was too full to eat anymore.
This bad sister ordered so many tasty dishes.
"I warned you beforehand; you said you’d be content with roast chicken." Yu Xiaolian handed everyone bowls and chopsticks.
Mrs. Sun grabbed a braised meatball for Little Tiger, smiling, "Just eat a little less, it’s okay!"
Little Tiger shook his head, "No, I feel stuffed to my throat!"
Then patted his belly to show Mrs. Sun, "It’s all round!"
Mrs. Sun laughed, "Then don’t eat, get up and walk around to digest!"
Everyone ate with relish, while Little Tiger watched longingly, eventually hopping off the chair to walk around the room, holding his belly.
In his heart, he told himself that in the future he must never eat too much.
After dinner, Yu Xiaolian called her dad out alone.
She told him about wanting to go to Juming Pavilion.
Yu Changhe, ever since selling a set of plastic toys last time, considered himself a person who had done big business. This time, hearing his daughter’s suggestion, he agreed without hesitation.
The father and daughter secretly informed Mrs. Sun and then dressed in their best clothes and went out.
Before leaving, Yu Xiaolian used her mom’s cloth wrapper to bundle up a set of glass cups.
Glass was referred to as "liuli" in ancient times and was extremely rare.
Although this item sold for two yuan apiece at her family’s supermarket, tonight Yu Xiaolian decided to sell it for a high price.
Juming Pavilion was located in the city center of Bohai City, considered a prime location.
The inn they stayed at was close to the docks, a bit of a distance from the city center.
Father and daughter chatted as they walked, and when they finally found Juming Pavilion, night had completely fallen.
Taking out the black fisherman’s hat and black mask they had prepared beforehand, the father and daughter covered themselves thoroughly, paid the entrance fee, and entered Juming Pavilion.