Chapter 21
“Your meat buns are perfectly seasoned—each has a different flavor. It’s lucky you have such patience.” Shu Rui sat at […]
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.
“Your meat buns are perfectly seasoned—each has a different flavor. It’s lucky you have such patience.” Shu Rui sat at […]
“Young sir, if you’re interested in this small venture at the Academy, I could assist.” “I can promote it to
That evening, Shu Rui planned to buy a perch to make pickled fish. In the heat, something sour and spicy
That evening, they laid out dishes outside the kitchen and ate. Shu Rui had bought some “Mistaken Water” from the
With the well and cellar properly repaired, life became noticeably more convenient. Shu Rui could lower a bucket into the
“You sure are fast.” Shu Rui braced one hand on his waist and panted twice, took the tea Lu Ling
The next day, Shu Rui took the braised meats he had prepared the night before out of the cellar and
Shu Rui lay on the bed, gently pinching the smooth, lustrous pearl between his fingers. He turned it over a
Shu Rui returned in a daze, not even knowing how he had made it back to the inn. He had
After lunch, when the sun was at its highest, the heat rose from the ground until it was stifling. Lu
When he returned to the inn, he found that Lu Ling had indeed stayed home obediently. However, he hadn’t taken
Shu Rui sat on the bed, his head buried deep in the bed curtains, his entire mind still in a
The next morning, the day was slightly bright, and the dew heavy. The streets were still quiet; only occasional dog
By late morning, the heat rose, baking the open spaces. Without a hat or umbrella, anyone walking outside would feel
Shu Rui tiptoed to the back door, cracked it open, and peered outside. Lu Ling followed. Shu Rui, focused on
“Don’t just promise easily and then chicken out at the last moment, losing your manhood,” Shu Rui said. Lu Ling’s
The next day, Shu Rui visited a pottery workshop. The jar could be repaired but wasn’t suitable for pickling anymore.
That afternoon, Shu Rui delivered the final pre-exam meals to the academy, wishing all scholars success, and brought drinks to
As soon as Shu Rui stepped out through the front entrance, he saw that the thief had had the black
That evening, after a simple meal, they burned paper offerings in the courtyard. The streets were filled with the sounds