NABC Chapter 125 Ancient Tea Stall 4 (The End)
Chapter 125 Ancient Tea Stall 4 (The End)
That day, Old Man Qian was being talked to by his neighbor, Aunt Wu, at the entrance of the tea stall.
"Hey, Old Qian, could your Big Bowl also be one of those young masters who got dumped?"
Aunt Wu said this because of the drama involving the real and fake young masters that had taken place at the Sun family in Maoxian County.
"Girl, you dream even more than I do."
"Hehe, isn't it just curiosity? But judging from Big Bowl's appearance and figure, maybe he's some general's lost child, hahahahahaha."
Old Man Qian remained silent.
If we were to actually look for the parents based on the appearance of the big bowl, we'd be going way off track...
It's about Qian Dawang's relatives.
The system had already found out everything; just like the original owner, he had no close relatives.
"Then I'll take your kind words to heart, little sister."
Qian Dawang listened from the side, his mouth twitching. The neighbors really dared to think that way.
This was overheard by Magistrate Gu, who was walking his cat.
He stroked his chin, looking at the large bowl of money from left to right.
The conclusion is that there were no generals in the capital who lost their children in this manner.
The tone of his voice was filled with regret.
After saying that, he ignored everyone else's reactions, sighed repeatedly, and was led away by the cats.
But in his heart he was thinking that he had to finish writing the play about the Sun family as soon as possible so that he could send it to his mother for her amusement.
Speaking of the Sun family from Maoxian County, they are all quite formidable.
Most people in Fengxian County have only heard about the "real and fake young masters," but the real story behind it is quite extraordinary.
The wealthy man, surnamed Sun, had a favorite concubine who always coveted his mistress's dowry.
It just so happens that both of them are pregnant at the same time, and both are carrying male fetuses.
After some planning, the concubine took labor-inducing drugs and gave birth at the same time as Madam Sun.
They then bribed the midwife to switch the two babies.
Lady Sun's son was sent out of the mansion by her favored concubine and raised by her brother from her maternal family.
The concubine herself held a stillborn baby, claiming the child had died of illness.
So, the favored concubine recently planned to reunite with her biological son, but Madam Sun exposed the truth.
Only then did the concubine realize that the connections she thought she had made were all thanks to Madam Sun's intervention.
The person who was abused by her own brother for over ten years was actually her own son...
As for why Madam Sun didn't expose this during the exchange?
Someone has to be held accountable for their greed, right?
It's good to keep spoiling her, so that when a new person comes in, the house won't be in turmoil.
After Madam Sun gave birth to two sons and a daughter, the culprit, Master Sun, lost his fertility.
...
Magistrates came and went in Feng County; one Magistrate Gu left and another Magistrate Qin came.
This also seems to have a background.
He even went to his house for meals after he got rich.
Magistrate Qin married the daughter of a wealthy merchant, and with his wife's family having connections, he lived a very comfortable life.
Moreover, this person shared the same hobby as Magistrate Gu—skipping work.
It wasn't mealtime yet, but Magistrate Qin felt he must be hungry.
Let's go home and have some snacks then.
I haven't seen him for half a day, I wonder if my wife misses him.
After taking out the small mirror his wife had given him and looking at himself, Magistrate Qin couldn't help but feel somewhat disheartened.
He had traveled a long and arduous journey to take up his post, which left him looking quite haggard.
The people were relieved to find that the new county magistrate was not causing trouble.
The tea stalls, which had been quiet for a few days, have become lively again.
By this time, Qian Dawang was already capable of handling things independently.
He even felt that with him and Uncle Yi around, raising three or five more grandfathers wouldn't be a problem.
After handing over the tea stall to his grandson, Old Man Qian went out early and returned late, beginning his fishing career.
After fishing, they didn't forget to pour some fish roe soup and enhanced fish feed into the river.
That way, he won't keep catching the same few fish over and over again.
Hey, I didn't expect Xiang Kelian to be fishing too.
This person is quite enviable; he's never home and just wanders around outside all day.
He spent his days eating and drinking in Fengxian, Shouxian, and Fucheng. To see the excitement in Maoxian, he even went there to eat and drink.
It really does matter if you're born into the right family!
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Before anyone knew it, the fish from Feng County became famous.
That fish soup with many eggs is still too good.
In Fengxian County, not only can the local people eat fish, but stray cats and dogs can also be fed a good meal occasionally.
Xiang Kelian was among the earliest people to fish in Feng County.
He sat at the old tea stall, chatting eloquently with the outsiders who had come to hear about him.
At this moment, Qian Dawan finished frying a pot of small fish.
The conversation immediately stopped.
Regular customers who had pre-ordered immediately reached out their bowls or food boxes, took the dried fish, and rushed home.
The others could only wait for the next batch.
Xiang Kelian took the bowl home and placed it next to his mother's memorial tablet, waiting for his mother to eat first.
He kept rambling on and on, saying that Fengxian is doing well now, and he is doing well too.
I hope my mother will save up some money down here, for the sake of the dried fish, so that I can still live off her when I die.
When the fish was almost cold, he fried it again before eating it.
Before his mother passed away, she divided the family property among the three brothers, and now they are all living their own lives. He no longer needs to buy so many sesame cakes.
Magistrate Qin, on the other hand, stayed in Feng County, living off his father-in-law and occasionally handling cases.
He didn't need a clerk; if he didn't understand something, he would just go back and ask his wife, which saved him the cost of a clerk.
...
When he reached a certain age, Xiao Yi made a wheelchair for Old Man Qian.
So every day at noon, you could see Old Man Qian sitting in his wheelchair, basking in the sun by the tea stall.
The little boy sitting to the side, dozing off, is Qian Dawang's son.
Through the "efforts" of three generations of Mr. Qian.
They finally managed to get their hands on the vacant land next to it.
The small tea stall has become a large tea stall, but the price of tea has not changed.
Qian Dawang successfully married and had children, and he and his wife worked hard at the tea stall.
Uncle Yi was still helping out at the stall, greeting customers in a somewhat rigid manner, and would respond a few times when he encountered regular customers.
A young man from the younger generation took over Xiang Kelian's job.
He started telling everyone about interesting things at the tea stall, and when he got excited, he was spitting as he spoke.
Xiang Kelian frowned as he listened, finding the story utterly uninteresting.
Sigh, each generation is worse than the last.
It's obvious that Madam Zhou went to the capital to find her husband, but this kid insisted on saying it in ten sentences. I just can't understand it at all.
I wonder how well Qin Niangzi has found her husband.
He didn't have any acquaintances in the capital to send him messages.
Old Man Qian thought to himself that Madam Zhou hadn't gained anything from taking the child to the capital.
It's only because her husband doesn't follow the proper path; he works as a staff member in the capital, taking the land route.
After Zhou Niangzi made such a scene, the story spread among those with ulterior motives, and her husband lost his job...
The two are now arguing fiercely at home, making the neighbors laugh at them.
...
Hot summer.
It wasn't even dark yet, but everyone had already left.
Qian Dawang came over and pushed people into the house to eat.
"Grandpa? Time to eat after you've woken up!"
"Hey kid, don't eat yet. Go move that box under my bed, I need to find something."
Old Man Qian felt he had lived long enough.
Xiao Yi passed away "accidentally" a few years ago.
Now it's finally my turn.
After Da Wan finished counting the valuables in the small wooden box, Old Man Qian grabbed his hand and closed his eyes.