Returning Guests

A carriage stopped near them, and a little girl peeked out from behind the curtains for a moment. Soon, a servant approached and asked, "How much for these flower baskets?"

Mǎn Bǎo tilted her head and replied, "Five coins each, and they also contain candy."

The servant, finding the price reasonable, pointed to a basket filled with mostly purple flowers and said, "I want that one."

Mǎn Bǎo eagerly handed the basket to her and waved goodbye after receiving the money, saying, "Please come again next time."

The servant found the child quite charming, and her serious expression softened a bit as she carried the basket to her young mistress.

The young girl, delighted with the beauty of the basket, noticed something inside and took it out. The servant cautioned, "Miss, the child said it's candy, but it's best not to eat the outer part."

Before she could finish, the young girl had already unwrapped the candy and put it in her mouth.

As the sweetness of the candy touched her tongue, she slightly widened her eyes. It was sweeter than honey, but...

After savoring it, she found that it lacked the rich aroma of honey, but it was still delicious.

With the candy in her mouth, she looked into the basket and asked, "Why is there no more candy?"

The servant chuckled and said, "The child mentioned that there's only one in each basket."

The young girl's eyes darted around, and she said, "This basket is so beautiful. Buy one for each of my siblings." "Go and buy all the remaining baskets from her house."

The servant hesitated, "Even if we want to give them as gifts, do we really need so many?"

"Why not?" There are also cousins and nieces, and we need to send some to Mother's place. I'm afraid it won't be enough. Hurry and buy them.

After some thought, she became concerned that the servant might not be diligent, so she instructed the coachman to turn back.

Liù Láng had already arrived with a basket on his back, his face covered in sweat from running.

He squeezed through the crowd of children and set down the basket, saying, "I told Second Brother that our baskets sold out, and he still didn't believe it."

Wǔ Láng whispered, "I still can't believe it. We've sold more than half of the fifty baskets we brought." We've sold twenty-seven already, and we have twenty-four left. Isn't that surprising?

Wǔ Láng was indeed pleasantly surprised.

Liù Láng glanced at the onlookers and asked quietly, "Do you think we can sell the rest?"

The children were squatting on the side, watching Dà Yā and Èr Yā weave the baskets, but no one was buying.

Wǔ Láng pondered and said, "Not to worry. If no one buys here, we'll move to another place." "With so many children in the county town, someone is bound to buy."

Mǎn Bǎo was even more confident than he was and said earnestly, "There will definitely be more buyers."

Wǔ Láng and Liù Láng assisted Dà Yā and Èr Yā in sorting the flowers and grass. After observing for a while, they likely understood the amount required to weave a basket, which prompted Dà Yā and Èr Yā to work faster.

Mǎn Bǎo had already made friends with the group of children who were watching, and she wanted to ask them if there were any rare flowers and grass nearby to pick for Kē Kē. "There are so many beautiful flowers on our mountain." "Do you have any here?"

One child said, "We can't go out. We'll be kidnapped by bad people, so we don't know."

Another person had been to the mountain, but he couldn't recall if there were any flowers; however, he remembered there were fruits.

Mǎn Bǎo loved fruits and asked eagerly, "Are they delicious?"

"Very delicious and sweet," my father picked them for me.

Mǎn Bǎo said, "I want to eat them too. Can you tell me what they look like?" "I'll go find them next time."

"You won't find them," only my father can find them.

Mǎn Bǎo frowned, "I'm very capable too. If your father can find them, I can definitely find them too."

"You're too short, definitely not."

"But I also have Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, and Sixth Brother." "They are tall, and they will help me find them."

The children were amazed. "Do you have many brothers?"

Mǎn Bǎo proudly said, "Of course, I also have three nephews and three nieces."

Everyone looked at Mǎn Bǎo, who was clearly younger than them, with some envy. She already had nephews and nieces, while they were just someone else's nephews and nieces.

As they were talking, the carriage returned. Mǎn Bǎo recognized it immediately. She remembered it vividly because when the carriage appeared, Kē Kē had asked her to film the horse, as horses would also become extinct in the future, and their status was quite esteemed, with a high reward points.

However, Mǎn Bǎo had been taught by her mother when she was young that only things that belonged to oneself or were ownerless could be taken. Respect others' belongings and refrain from taking them without permission from the owner.

This horse obviously belonged to someone else, so Mǎn Bǎo could only take a photo of it and promised Kē Kē that if she had money in the future, she would buy a horse for him.

Kē Kē, of course, could only agree.

Mǎn Bǎo felt that this day would not be too long, as she found making money quite easy. She patted the coins in her pocket, full of confidence.

Seeing the servant who had bought the flower basket from her approaching, Mǎn Bǎo raised her small round face and asked, "Do you still want to buy flower baskets?"

The servant's children were older than Mǎn Bǎo, but being called "sister" by her made her happy instead of feeling slighted. So, she also smiled and said, "Yes, our young lady said we want all the remaining flower baskets. How many do you have left?"

Mǎn Bǎo was puzzled and looked back at their baskets, asking, "Why does your young lady want to buy so many?" "I still want to sell to more people."

The servant furrowed her brow and said, "In any case, you won't be shortchanged." Just check how many are left.

Liù Láng thought Mǎn Bǎo didn't know and whispered in her ear, "There are still twenty-four left."

But Mǎn Bǎo insisted, "We shouldn't waste things. Do you really need so many flower baskets?"

The servant, with rare seriousness in her eyes, looked at Mǎn Bǎo and smiled, "We have a large household." "Even if there were twice as many, we would still use them all."

Mǎn Bǎo then happily asked her to look at the baskets they were making, "There are twelve more that haven't been woven." "You'll have to wait a bit, but don't worry, it'll be done soon."

Upon hearing that the flower baskets had sold out, Dà Yā and Èr Yā became excited and worked even harder to weave the remaining bamboo baskets.

Mǎn Bǎo stood and chatted with the servant, "Which color and style of flower basket do you think looks better?"

Kē Kē had already investigated and said they could make more baskets of that kind next time.

The servant, who had to wait a while to get the baskets, found Mǎn Bǎo's conversation quite mature and said, "Our young lady thinks the purple flowers are beautiful, but I think the red ones are even better." "Did you make these baskets yourselves?"

"My father and Second Brother made the baskets, and we wove the flowers onto them," Man Bao said proudly. "They are all mountain flowers, very beautiful."