Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 153: The Origin of Zhangzhou Prefecture (2)
"Yes, the Zhang Residence is just on the east side of the main street up ahead," the old man said, pointing eastward to Feng Xuxu.
Feng Xuxu lifted her cup and, with a raise of her hand, said, "To the elder gentleman," and then took a small sip herself.
"Please," the elder took a gulp with a lift of his hand.
The four of them ate and chatted, and when they were about halfway through their meal, they heard someone settle their bill behind them.
"Sir, your total expense is thirteen taels and two hundred and ten wen," the waiter said with a broad smile.
Zhang Junyi felt for his money pouch around his waist, but it was gone. He checked his sleeves for silver; nothing there either. He searched himself head to toe, but no luck, his face turning beet red in panic as he awkwardly said to the waiter, "Young man, my silver was stolen on my way here. Can I have my servant bring it this afternoon?"
"Sir, please search again carefully," the waiter said with a stiff face, looking at the scholar.
"I truly lost it!" Zhang Junyi chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
"...Then you tell me, what will you leave behind as collateral?"
"I don’t have anything valuable on me; my servant will bring it this afternoon."
"Sir, our inn also..."
"Waiter, I’ll cover his meal. Just add it to my tab," Feng Xuxu turned around, spotting the charming scholar, and took the initiative to pay for his meal.
"Ah right," the waiter, seeing that someone had paid the meal’s cost, stopped making things difficult for him, snorted quietly, and then clattered down the stairs.
"Thank you, young master. My name is Zhang..." Zhang Junyi approached Feng Xuxu, but his thanks were cut short.
"When out and about, emergencies are bound to happen. Consider today a lesson bought, no need to thank me," Feng Xuxu said, waving her hand.
"Yes, I’ll take my leave." Zhang Junyi, feeling embarrassed by the glances from all around, didn’t feel right staying and thus bid farewell to Feng Xuxu and left.
"Hehehe, young lady, you must be more careful when you’re on your own," the elder said, rising and whispering a few words into Feng Xuxu’s ear before turning and walking away.
Feng Xuxu pouted, bowing her head to see where she had slipped up, finally settling her gaze on her chest. Having an ’airfield’ too flat wasn’t good, but becoming a bombshell was also not an option. Holding her forehead, she resolved to wrap herself tightly with cloth tonight.
"Miss, what did that old man say?" Baihe asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.
"Curiosity killed the cat!" Feng Xuxu said, lowering her eyelid at Baihe, and then continued eating the food on her plate.
"Killed the cat? Why? What does this have to do with a cat?" Baihe asked, her brow furrowed in confusion.
Pfft... Cough cough cough. Yingsu choked on her drink, which she hadn’t managed to swallow.
"You really are silly. Cats have nine lives, and you only have one, you can’t compare with a cat! Young master is telling you not to be curious; curiosity might kill you," Feng Xuxu said, rolling her eyes, defeated by Baihe’s innocent naivety.
With her face turning red, Baihe pouted, "Young master is so mean, making fun of me."
"...I’m simply stating a fact." Feng Xuxu looked up, lost for words. It is hard to be a person, even harder to be a good one.
After finishing their meal and resting for a short while, the trio of master and servants leisurely descended the stairs, ready to find an inn to stay in.
"Young master, I’ve been waiting here for all of you for half a day," someone said.
Just as they walked out, they were stopped.
"What do you want?" Feng Xuxu turned to see the scholar from earlier and asked.
"Thank you for helping me out earlier. I’d like to invite you all to my residence to show my gratitude," he said.
"No need, our meeting was fate enough; if fate allows, we shall meet again." Feng Xuxu said blandly, then turned and led Yingsu and Baihe to the nearest inn, where they checked in.
