Chapter 1
March arrived with a late cold snap. Drizzle had fallen steadily for three to five days, and the weather turned […]
After his uncle passes away, Shurui’s aunt arranges a marriage for him—
to become the second wife of Wu the Rich Merchant, a man in his forties from the town.
Shurui refuses.
Under cover of night, he packs his belongings and takes with him the deed to a shop his parents left behind, preparing to head to the prefectural city to seek a way forward.
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While fleeing the forced marriage, Shurui causes trouble on the road—his cart runs into a handsome young man.
The young man opens his eyes, clutches his head, and says it hurts badly. He remembers nothing. Amnesia!
Shurui doesn’t believe it for a second.
With his dark, pockmarked face, he cries disgustingly at the man:
“Have you even forgotten me, husband? We’re loving spouses!”
The handsome young man stares at him in silence for a long while. He truly doesn’t remember having such a husband.
But, believing that having one is better than having none, he calmly accepts it:
“Then I’m hungry. I want to eat.”
“………”
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On Ten-Li Street, there’s an old shop that had been closed for many years, its dust thicker than the roof tiles.
Slowly, it’s repaired and brought back to life.
A new signboard is hung—it’s an inn now.
The inn is small: four guest rooms and one communal bunk room.
The place isn’t large, but it offers lodging and meals alike.
The two young people running the business—one is a ge’er, who serves as both proprietor and cook.
The server is handsome, looks a little slow, but is surprisingly skilled.
Today’s menu includes sour bamboo shoots stewed with green fish, shepherd’s purse egg cakes, bitter tea broth…
The rooms are already full, no more guests accepted for the night……
Days drift by, and the little inn weathers sunny winds, rain, and snow, year after year.
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Reading Guide:
Elementary-school-level romance
Ge’er fiction, everyday slice-of-life
Sweet, small-town living
Tags: Sweet Romance, Market Life, Daily Living
Main Characters: Ji Shurui, Lu Ling
Other: Daily Life, Business Management
One-line Summary:
Run the kitchen well, live each day well, and enjoy a happy little life.
Theme:
As long as you don’t give up, there is hope.
March arrived with a late cold snap. Drizzle had fallen steadily for three to five days, and the weather turned […]
He would never marry into the Wu family. He’d seen too many men who were fickle, ungrateful, and scattered their
The next morning, Nanny Li hurried across the corridor into the main room. Jiang-shi had just gotten up, sitting at
Realizing he had caused a serious accident, even the usually calm Shurui panicked. Forcing himself to regain composure, he dismounted,
“The skull is delicate. Externally, the bump at the back of his head is minor, nothing serious. But we can’t
Over the next few days, Lu Ling drove the carriage while Shurui solicited passengers. They picked up some travelers along
“This is our shop?” Lu Ling looked up at the moss-covered, broken-tile roof. He had no memory of it—the shop
After resting a night at an inn near Ten-Li Street, Shurui led Lu Ling to the Dexin Clinic Madam Yang
Shurui bought a fresh four-pound green fish at the market, along with a few ingredients, and returned to the inn
Shurui hurried upstairs, asking Sun Qing to fetch the spare key to open Lu Ling’s room. Both lived in small
The two unloaded the tiles at the shop, neatly stacking them against the wall as dusk fell. Behind the inn
The next day, at first light, Shu Rui went to the shop again. Before leaving, Lu Ling asked for ten
Once the stove was in place, Shu Rui lit a fire and boiled some water. Although the season was already
Dr. Zhou examined the dead snake and finally relaxed. “This is just an ordinary flower snake, non-venomous. But you acted
The dry rations they brought had been eaten. About half a liter of rice remained, just over a pound of
Chaoxi Prefecture lay along a river that flowed all the way to the sea. The city had three main docks,
The next morning, Shu Rui prepared breakfast with Lu Ling and then set about cooking the food for delivery to
Shu Rui humbled himself to make a living, but he was still a scholar’s son. Though clever and thick-skinned, he
In the late afternoon, strong winds blew at the riverfront, making the tavern flags flutter noisily. Shu Rui squeezed into
Dou Zhuang captured the pickpocket and earned credit at the authorities, faithfully passing along the dock’s ship arrival information to