Chapter 1905: 103. Hearing the wind is like rain_3
Zhong Yingming was full of sha, lowered his head and said nothing.
Madam Ming’s maiden family, the Su family, was also a wealthy household in their area back in the day, with the peculiarity of having only one daughter.
The Su family’s elderly couple originally planned to find a son-in-law who would join their household, but Zhong Yingming was also an only child, so it was naturally impossible for him to be a son-in-law.
After much thought, Zhong Yingming used sweet words and a gentle exterior to win Su’s heart and the trust of the Su family’s elderly couple, and ultimately, he successfully acquired the Su family’s assets.
Unfortunately, the good tis didn’t last long. All those things were eventually squandered by him alone. It was because he misjudged people that he was deceived by soone he trusted, leading to the loss of all the family assets and accumulating a lot of debt.
After draining Su’s last bit of dowry, Zhong Yingming’s true nature was exposed. He brought in a little concubine, and even physically abused Su. There was almost nothing he wouldn’t do.
Now that Su was out working, seeing that she could actually earn money, he started scheming again.
He sought pleasure at ho while the woman earned money outside. Just thinking about it seed like a fantastic thing!
Once, a little concubine asked him why Su was so foolish. He, full of self-confidence, said it was because Su still had lingering feelings for him.
Ha! Does he not know that if emotions are over-exploited, there will co a day when they run out?
With Madam Ming not around, the business of Idle Tea House naturally fell entirely on Lin Yuan’s shoulders. However, thankfully, she didn’t have to worry about Dong Tian’s business, so she could focus entirely on pondering Idle Tea House’s business.
The stories of “Journey to the West” and “Dream of the Red Chamber” were already more than halfway told, naturally attracting quite a few guests.
Previously, having nothing to do, Lin Yuan had already finished writing the upcoming stories, but she had always held onto them without giving them to Da Ye and Shui Ling.
Writing stories took up a significant portion of her ti, and now that she didn’t need to continue writing, Lin Yuan found herself with more free ti.
Once she idled, her little brain imdiately beca busy.
There weren’t many delicacies in the two stories, and many things couldn’t be precisely made.
The most enticing things in “Journey to the West” were none other than the Monk Tangseng’s at and the Ginseng fruit that purportedly granted immortality.
As for “Dream of the Red Chamber,” it was even more limited, mostly consisting of nourishing soups and stews for won. After making them, there really wasn’t much else.
Although she forcibly added so snacks, there were ultimately not that many.
After much thought, Lin Yuan expanded her ideas, planning not only to tell stories but also to perform them.
Performing stories ant bringing the plots of “Journey to the West” and “Dream of the Red Chamber” to life through actors’ dramatizations.
However, performing stories was different from telling them. It required costus, props, and actors, as well as lines and intonation.
The things that gave Lin Yuan the biggest headache were the lines and intonation.
She was just a chef; how should she understand acting?
Moreover, acting in her current ti was different; performances were typically sung, to put it bluntly, it was opera.
A sparked idea was easy to co by, but actually implenting it was doubly challenging.
She had been pondering over this matter every day, feeling her brain was insufficient to handle it.
“Ahhh! It’s simply a hundred tis harder than thinking up recipes!”
She complained, lying on the table in the elegant room, when a clear laughter suddenly sounded at the door.
Lin Yuan lifted her head to see that it was Yan Ruchun and Wei Boyu.
These two were regulars at Idle Tea House. Ever since the opening day when they grabbed Idle Tea House’s best VIP card, they ca almost every day to listen to stories and drink tea.
Upon hearing that Lin Yuan was also in the teahouse today, they ca together to see her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered, they heard her complain unceremoniously.
“Our smart and outstanding Princess Pingxi actually has tis when she complains and grumbles. How curious. Co, tell , what’s so difficult that it has you so worked up?”
Saying this, Yan Ruchun walked in and sat in the chair next to Lin Yuan.
Wei Boyu had quietly retreated upon seeing Lin Yuan’s ungraceful posture.
Isn’t it an ungraceful posture?
At this mont, Lin Yuan’s entire face was buried on the table, both hands stretched forward. Moreover, her hairbun was disheveled by herself, with a few strands hanging down her cheeks, making her look like she had been through sothing indecent.
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