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With just these two dishes, it was exhausting to make more. Once the cured sausage dishes were launched at the Small Tavern, those dry and fragrant sausages instantly became a hit, clearing out the entire stock in just two days. The next batch would take another three to five days to prepare.
On this day, Sang Qingxiao was busy calculating, her abacus clicking away. After a few days of laziness, she found that she had been at it for over an hour without finishing. Business was booming, a sweet kind of trouble. Just as she was about to close up for the day, a large crowd gathered outside.
From their demeanor, it seemed they weren't there just to buy sausages; their presence had even scared off a few regular customers who had come right on time. Sang Qingxiao put away her merchant smile, not recognizing them and not wanting to greet them.
However, one of them was polite. "Miss Sang, I am the chief steward from the Second Prince's Residence. My surname is Guo."
"Oh, Guo Steward." Sang Qingxiao replied politely but did not engage further.
Guo Steward continued with a smile, "Our Second Prince wishes to invite you to the residence."
Sang Qingxiao responded bluntly, "I’m not available." What kind of joke was this? They hadn't mentioned any specifics and just wanted her to go—what if it was a trap? Did they think she was foolish?
Moreover, royal matters were best kept at a distance; getting involved could lead to regret!
Guo Steward seemed taken aback by Sang Qingxiao's attitude but quickly regained his composure and smiled again. "You don't seem like someone who is truly unavailable."
"Don't I?" Sang Qingxiao raised the pen in her hand in front of Guo Steward's eyes. "I’ve finally managed to sort out these accounts; if you interrupt me now, I’ll have to start over."
"Miss Sang, we can negotiate the price."
What kind of talk is that? Do you think I'm someone who is easily swayed by money?
"We know you’re not short on funds; wouldn’t it be better to add some embellishments?"
Who knows if it’s embellishment or just a big blotch of ink?
"Guo Steward, I recently returned from a trip that delayed many matters. Even after such a long time back, I still haven’t sorted everything out. Besides, I’m used to my countryside ways; there are too many rules in the royal court that I can’t abide by. You wouldn’t like me there anyway, so I won’t trouble you."
"Miss Sang, you are being too modest. You have even been to the palace, and His Majesty personally summoned and rewarded you. Whatever happens in the palace, the Second Prince's Residence will follow suit; there is no need for formality.
Since you are here, you are our esteemed guest. In our household, the rules for esteemed guests are that there are no rules; we do our best to ensure your satisfaction."
As she spoke, she noticed Guo Steward's furrowed brow, a hint of urgency and worry crossing his face. Could it be that something significant had occurred at the Second Prince's Residence?
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