The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"I can get on the carriage by myself." Cheng Feng took a look at Suiying's outfit, "You're not going out too, are you?"

Suiying chuckled, "I am here to escort the goods for you, following the order of the Marquis."

Cheng Feng said to Wan Lianxing, "Uncle, there are so many people in the convoy. It's a waste of talent to let Suiying escort the goods with me. You need more people now. You have to keep Suiying by your side."

Wan Lianxing waved his hand to signal Cheng Feng to get in the car, "Did you remember everything my uncle said?"

Cheng Feng nodded: "I've made a note of it. All the things are sold at high prices. But uncle, this is not quite the same as the actual situation. If the people over there don't recognize our things, let alone selling them at high prices, they may not want them even if they give them away."

Wan Lianxing said: "Things are valuable because they are rare. With so many people coming here, you must sell the things to me, and you are not allowed to sell them at a low price."

"I will try my best."

Wan Lianxing urged again, "Get in the car. I have something to write to my uncle."

Cheng Feng nodded and told Wan Lianxing, "Uncle, when my parents come back, tell them not to worry about me. I will be back in a few months."

Wan Lianxing smiled and nodded.

Cheng Feng added: "Uncle, if there are any rare treasures in Taichong, I will bring some back for you to play with."

Wan Lianxing nodded again.

"Uncle, there is another month until the paddy fields at home are ready for harvest. Please have someone remember to harvest the rice when it turns yellow. Don't delay."

Wan Liexing nodded.

"Uncle, those unfinished account books at home..."

Wan Lianxing waved his hand and said, "Let's go. If no one is looking at the account book, let Cheng Youning look at it. I want to keep him under strict control."

Cheng Feng didn't actually want to say this, but seeing that his uncle looked reluctant to let him go, he turned around and got on the carriage.

Many people came to the gate of the prefectural government to watch the excitement. They all knew that Wan Lianxing had sent his nephew and confidants out to sell goods to Fengying. Although they earned only copper coins in the factory, they also hoped that these things would sell well.

The convoy started moving slowly. Boss Qian said to Wan Lianxing, "Uncle, go back. With Suiying and my people, this trip is just like sightseeing. Don't worry about it."

Wan Lianxing smiled and nodded, then asked Wan Lianxing: "How is Baiqian?"

Boss Qian said, "He's still very weak. Bai Qian suffered a lot for my daughter and me this time. He almost went through hell and almost couldn't come back."

Wan Lianxing patted Boss Qian on the shoulder and said, "Bai Qian is a contributor to your Qian family. Now that you have achieved your wish, your Qian family finally has an heir. This is a good thing."

"Thank you so much for all the money, otherwise I wouldn't have such a blessing. My daughter, you haven't seen my daughter yet, she is doing very well." The boss was delighted when he mentioned the money.

Wan Lianxing said: "I am busy with official duties and have no time to visit Bai Qian and the children."

"Uncle, when the baby is one month old, I will have someone bring the child to you to see. My daughter is so pretty, with a head of shiny black hair that's this long." Boss Qian stretched out his hand to measure for Wan Lianxing to see.

Wan Lianxing thought for a moment and said, "A baby girl who is less than a month old, with shiny black hair, that... that will definitely look good."

Wan Lianxing's words were obviously against his will, but Boss Qian couldn't hear it and continued talking non-stop.

When Shang Xi came back in the evening, she originally planned to see Cheng Feng first, but when she came to the bed, she saw Cheng Youning lying on the bed alone, looking at the account book.

"Mom, you're back?" Cheng Youning's voice was still crisp.

Shang Xi touched Cheng Youning's head, which was still hot, "Where's your father?"

Speaking of Cheng Feng, Cheng Youning started to cry: "Daddy is bad. He didn't even take me with him when he went on a long journey."

Shang Xi touched Cheng Youning's head again: "Are you confused because of the fever? Your father's butt is broken because of you. Why would he go on a long journey?"

Cheng Youning choked up and said, "He really went on a long journey. Qiao Rong saw Daddy leave with his own eyes. If you don't believe me, ask Qiao Rong."

Shang Xi looked at Qiao Rong.

Qiao Rong nodded: "Madam, it's true, the young master went out at noon."

"Where did you go?"

"Helping Fengying sell pearls, sugar, cloth, and sweet potato flour. I heard that we have to go to a very far place and it will take several months to come back."

"Is this what the Marquis meant?"

"It was the Marquis's idea. He came here with Boss Qian at noon. The young master hurriedly packed some clothes and left. The people who went with the young master included Mr. Shi Hongshang, who was said to be going out to sell tea. The Marquis's follower also went, and he was responsible for protecting the safety of the young master and the goods." Qiao Rong explained the matter clearly in one breath.

"Going out at this time? Was this premeditated?"

"It should be that the young master didn't want to go, but the marquis forced him to go, so he went."

Cheng Youning grabbed Shang Xi's sleeve and burst into tears, "Mom, take me with you to chase Daddy. We can't let him travel alone. You have to take both of us with you. Daddy can't enjoy such a good thing alone."

Shang Xi hugged the crying Cheng Youning in her arms, patted Cheng Youning's back and comforted her, "It's not fun to go out. Listen to mom, we won't go. No matter how far your father goes, he will come back in the end."

"Mother, I want to go. I want to go with daddy to sell pearls. I'm sure we can get a lot of silver."

Shang Xi comforted her, "You're tired from traveling, and you have to stay wherever you go. If you don't eat well or sleep well, just stay at home with me. I can cook something delicious for you when I have time."

Cheng Youning cried, "What's so good about being at home? Look, I don't know who did it, but secretly brought so many account books to me while I was sleeping and showed them to me. Woo woo woo...my child is so miserable..."

Shang Xi casually glanced at the account book on the bedside and said, "Who else could it be? It could be your grandfather or your little grandfather. Listen to your mother. Don't read it for now. Wait until your butt is healed and you can sit on the bench, then you can read it."

Cheng Youning pointed to a corner of the bed and showed it to Shang Xi: "There are so many of them, they don't let the children have any time to rest, wuwuwu... they are so mean..."

Shang Xi saw that it was no wonder that Cheng Youning was crying, because that pile of account books would probably make Cheng Youning exhausted to death.

Cheng Youning hugged Shang Xi's neck and said, "Mom, please help me. We can watch it together and it will be faster."

Shang Xi blushed, "Son, I think you should just take a look at it yourself. Mommy is not very good at using the abacus."

Cheng Youning's tear-filled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked up at Shang Xi: "I've seen you use an abacus before."

Shang Xi said, "Not really. I can't calculate accurately with an abacus. I can try for small amounts, but I can't handle such a large account as yours."

Cheng Youning asked: "Why don't you learn?"

"Because... because your father is in charge of the accounts in our family, so I didn't learn it."