"Yes, worry-free."

"Be carefree, be happy all your life, live the life you want, and not be disturbed by the troubles of the world," he said.

"Although it is impossible to live a life without worries, this is, after all, a wish and a blessing from our elders for her." Zuo Junmo continued.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, then nodded happily.

"Well, not bad, no worries, a good hope."

Then, she picked up Baby Luo and gently scratched her little nose.

"Baby, did you hear that? You will have a name from now on, Wuyou, Luo Wuyou, hahaha..."

…

As Yang Ruoqing expected, Yang Huazhong came back when lunch was approaching.

Driving a carriage, I was sweating profusely.

The carriage was filled with ingredients that men had bought from the nearby Qingshui Town.

At lunch time, a large table was filled with all kinds of dishes.

It's all about farmhouse flavor. Although it's not as refined as the ones in big restaurants, the dishes in each bowl are solid.

Moreover, it is full of sincerity and enthusiasm.

Zuo Junmo glanced at the food on the table in front of him and saw the sincere faces of the Yang family at the table.

Zuo Junmo felt as if he had returned to his own home. He was not formal at all, but rather friendly and casual.

Yang Huazhong patted the osmanthus wine and said, "Master Zuo, come here, come and try this osmanthus wine. We brewed it at home last autumn when the osmanthus flowers bloomed!"

"The wine is not very strong, but a little sweet. The water is not from the pond, nor from the river behind the village, nor from the well, but from a cold pool on Mianniu Mountain behind the village!"

Yang Huazhong poured a full bowl of osmanthus wine for Zuo Junmo, then another bowl for Blacksmith Luo at the same table, and finally for himself.

Zuo Junmo picked up the wine bowl and stood up, "Uncle Luo, Third Uncle, this is the first bowl of wine that I would like to serve you as a belated New Year greeting."

"I'm going to do it first out of respect. You two elders, please do as you please."

Zuo Junmo raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl in one breath.

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Huazhong looked at each other, and they both saw the same appreciation in each other's eyes.

The two men also picked up the wine bowls in front of them, raised their heads and started drinking.

At the table, Yang Ruoqing was holding Baby Luo in one hand and holding chopsticks in the other hand, eating vegetables in small bites.

Seeing them drinking together like this, I couldn't help but raise the corners of my lips.

What to say?

Not only did her father and uncle appreciate Zuo Junmo, but she herself also admired him.

Why?

He possesses Luo Fengtang's boldness and Mu Zichuan's humility and gentlemanly demeanor.

He is a descendant of the Mohist family and is proficient in the construction of various mechanisms and tools.

But at the same time, he is also a shrewd businessman who is busy in shopping malls, has a sharp vision and active thinking.

Able to identify business opportunities and act decisively.

To use a saying she has seen in modern times, Zuo Junmo is a 'sniper' in shopping malls.

But at the same time, he doesn't have the odor of a businessman.

Perhaps because he has been studying since he was a child, he is simple and friendly, giving people the feeling of a big brother next door.

I feel better about Zuo Junmo than I do about Mu Zichuan.

Maybe it's because of this big brother-like kindness, but Mu Zichuan, because of the engagement, because of his obsession...

When I'm alone with him, I always have some scruples.

But Zuo Junmo didn't.

"Brother Zuo, don't just drink. Eat a few mouthfuls to get rid of the alcohol."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but remind her, and used a pair of serving chopsticks prepared nearby to pick up Zuo Junmo's dish and put it into his bowl.

Zuo Junmo looked up at Yang Ruoqing and smiled slightly.

That smile is as warm as the spring breeze in March, making flowers bloom.

A meal where both the guest and the host enjoy themselves.

Because Luo Fengtang was not at home, it was inconvenient for Zuo Junmo to stay longer.

I stayed here for one night and talked with Yang Ruoqing about business matters and the sales of these mountain products in Mianniu Mountain in the next quarter.

There are treasures everywhere in Mianniu Mountain, it just depends on who has the ability.

If you have that ability, you can send out these mountain goods in a steady stream and turn them into tinkling silver.

If you don't have that ability, you can only watch these things rotting in the mountains and fields, season after season, year after year.

For so many years in the past, generations of ancestors have been guarding this treasure like this, sighing in vain.

Things are different now. Yang Ruoqing came out of Changping Village and led the villagers to develop the resources in the mountains.

"Qing'er, this is a heart-to-heart talk between my eldest brother and you. You, the villagers of Changping Village, are now richer than before, and 70% of it is due to you."

After dinner, Zuo Junmo and Yang Ruoqing chatted privately after discussing business.

"I heard that my third uncle is now the official, and your family is the most prestigious in the village."

"You also opened a school for the children in the village to study and gain fame."

"What you brought to the villagers in your eight villages is not only money in your hands, but also hope."

"You are really amazing. The longer Brother Yu knows you, the more he cannot see through you and the more he admires you!"

Finally, Zuo Junmo said truthfully.

Yang Ruoqing felt a little embarrassed when she heard this.

"Brother Zuo, you have praised me so much that I am the only one left with such great achievements in the world. My sister will be proud." She joked.

Zuo Junmo smiled and shook his head: "Brother Yu is not praising you, he is telling the truth. Besides, sister, you are not the kind of proud and complacent person. Brother Yu believes in his own eyes."

Yang Ruoqing stuck out her tongue.

Although she is already the mother of two children, these coquettish and cute expressions occasionally make Zuo Junmo see a different version of her.

Zuo Junmo's eyebrows relaxed, and the smile in his eyes reached straight to the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, Qing'er, there is one more thing I want to tell you. No, to be precise, it should be to say congratulations to you." Zuo Junmo said again.

"Oh? What's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Zuo Junmo took out a stack of banknotes from the bottom of his sleeve and handed it to Yang Ruoqing.

"Count the money here, and I'll explain it to you in detail," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was confused, but she still counted according to the instructions.

After counting, Yang Ruoqing sorted out the banknotes, "It's a full two hundred taels of silver, what's up, Brother Zuo?"

Zuo Junmo said: "These two hundred taels of silver, in your words, are your royalties."

"What? Royalty?" Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly.

Could it be...?

"That's right!" Zuo Junmo raised his eyebrows.

"After you gave me the book "A Dream of Red Mansions" for printing, I just tried to sell it within Qing'an County."

"The response was pretty good, and I later took it to Changhuaizhou."

"A few months ago, a friend of mine came back from the capital and came to see me to reminisce."
Chapter completed!