Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 239: Sleepless Night (1)

Two days later

In front of a restaurant on the bustling street, the crackling sound of firecrackers echoed throughout Xiuying Mansion.

The owner of the restaurant even invited the lion dance troupe that had perford at the night market a few days ago to add to the festivities, with gongs and drums resounding, making for a lively celebration.

Children covered their ears and watched with playful laughter from the side.

A few young waiters stood at the door with trays, handing out candies to the guests coming in and the onlookers on the roadside.

For the first three days since Qingyun Inn opened, all food and drinks were offered at a 20% discount. Many ca to join in the fun, and quite a few ca in to eat.

The fresh food, coupled with the chef’s superb cooking skills, won praise from food lovers.

Not to ntion others, even Shen Qinglan, who was half an owner, couldn’t stop herself from eating.

"Dear guests, please have a seat!" Tang Xu smiled and said, "Today, anyone who spends at least one tael at our Qingyun Inn will receive a free cup of juice, with a flavor of their choice."

"Juice?" soone shouted, "What kind of juice?"

"We have every kind of juice!" Tang Xu said, "But only for today. After today, you’ll have to pay for it, ten wen a cup."

After saying this, he instructed the waiters to register at each table, and once soone spent at least one tael, they were given a cup of juice.

"Things are getting done quickly!" Shen Qinglan said.

"Those blueprints, they were delivered along with the nu," Duan Yunfei said, "With such a large iron smithery, there must be dozens of people working there. If they can’t even do this much, what’s the use of them?"

Shen Qinglan just smiled at this and said nothing more.

She leaned lightly against the window, looking contentedly at the bustling street, the passing pedestrians, and the crowd gathered at the entrance of Qingyun Inn watching the lion dance performance.

Even a small prefecture city could be so lively. What kind of scene would the Capital present?

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A few days after Qingyun Inn opened, they set off again, preparing to return to Jinxi Town.

Before leaving, Duan Yunfei even prepared an extra carriage to carry those few jars of wine.

It was easy to co, but hard to go back.

At dusk, just after their caravan had left Xiuying Mansion, they were surrounded by black-clad figures.

Within just one night, several batches of black-clad figures arrived one after another, so with known identities and others who were mysterious. In short, during the journey ahead, everyone was on edge.

Open attacks are easy to dodge, but it’s hard to guard against hidden ones. Without a little caution, they might lose their lives to a flying arrow coming from who knows where at any mont.

"Looks like we’ve been watched for a long ti!" Le Zhao remarked.

They had just left the city when they encountered such an ambush. Obviously, those people were always keeping an eye on their movents.

Shen Qinglan suddenly recalled the person standing by the window of Zangxiang Pavilion when they first arrived at the prefecture city.

Her eyes darkened a little, but she said nothing.

During the day the next day, it was calm and peaceful. At night, however, a fierce wind suddenly arose, as if countless wailing ghosts were howling around in the pitch-black night.

Soon after, rolling thunder started rumbling from afar, followed by streaks of silver light flickering in the pitch-dark night.

Perhaps because she had died under lightning in a previous life, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but feel so fear at the sight of this.

"Young Master, it seems it’s going to rain!" Xuan Ming’s voice ca from outside the carriage curtain.

Duan Yunfei said in a deep voice, "There’s a guesthouse ahead. Let’s stay there for the night."

The carriage quickly reached the guesthouse, where the faded red lanterns hanging in front swung in the wind beneath the fierce gusts.