After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

The Vajra Dorje Caravan is in urgent need of fine silk and tea.

Huo Zelin didn't doubt Mingjia's words, nor did he doubt Mingjia's goods, but he doubted Mingjia's purpose!

As the son of an official, Mingjia naturally has seen good things, since Mingjia said that the goods in his hands are of high quality.

Huo Zelin trusted Ming Jia's judgment. Mr. Xiao would not deceive him about such a trivial matter.

But... the whole thing is so unusual. As the "brain leader" of the caravan, Huo Zelin must be responsible for the caravan.

Huo Zelin had just agreed to cooperate with Ming Jia in a hurry, but after saying that, he regretted it a little. He sat on a stool and lowered his head to reflect on his recklessness.

"I must have been pissed off just now!"

Ming Jia didn't care about Huo Zelin's attitude. Since he had already said that he could cooperate, the follow-up matters were easy to talk about.

Mingjia then raised his hand and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket with the address of Zhuangzi outside the city written on it and placed it gently on the table.

"I'll be waiting for Mr. Huo and Vajra Dorje at Zhuangzi tomorrow. I believe our patent medicine will satisfy you!"

Ming Jia left the wine shop with Chen Xiaoliu and Cheng Wen.

The shopkeeper of the wine shop cautiously walked to Huo Zelin. He wanted to ask this little devil if he would come to the wine shop again in the future.

"Hmph! If you want him to come in the future, he won't come again!"

Ming Jia stayed with Huo Zelin in the wine shop for a few days. Now that most of the problems were solved, it was rare for him to go to the market in a good mood.

Mingjia stopped in front of a shop selling embroidery and suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Chen Xiaoliu.

"Fourth Uncle Cheng can decide a good date when to go to the Baiyi tribe to propose marriage?"

Cheng Si had only been back to Dianzhou City for a few days and was busy sorting out the goods he brought back. He also purchased a lot of things himself.

Ming Jia saw Cheng Si's carriage team returning to the city that day and felt that it was nothing more than a real caravan.

Cheng Si found Mrs. Shui himself, proposed that she would be recognized as his godmother, and asked Mrs. Shui to handle the matter of going to the Baiyi tribe to propose marriage.

Cheng Si said that he had met Mrs. Shui when he was a teenager and sneaked into the Duke Cheng'en's house to work as a guard. Over the years, he has eaten the food cooked by Mrs. Shui and worn the clothes made by Mrs. Shui.

Therefore, Cheng Si really wanted to recognize Mrs. Shui as his godmother and take Mrs. Shui out of the house to take care of her in her old age.

Finally, under the witness of the Xiao family, Mrs. Shui accepted Cheng Si as her adopted son. For this reason, Mrs. Dong specially sent money to the kitchen to add food for everyone.

Mrs. Shui quickly stopped Dong and said that she would pay the money herself.

"Madam, you can't do it! You can't do it! As an old woman, I got such a big son for nothing. I should treat everyone to a bowl of wine."

The Xiao family also wanted to make a statement that day, so Mrs. Dong paid for the food and Mrs. Shui paid for the drinks.

Cheng Si also wanted to get some money, but a group of people teased him that he should save the money to marry his wife!

Cheng Si blushed rarely.

Afterwards, Mingjia gave Cheng Si a long vacation. Firstly, this errand was already very hard, and secondly, Cheng Si was required to concentrate on preparing the betrothal gift for the marriage proposal.

As a result, Mingjia has one less guard around him. It was originally agreed that Chengzhi would return to Mingjia.

As a result, after just one night, the person next to Mingjia became Chen Xiaoliu.

Mingjia didn't ask why, Mingjia just teased Chen Xiaoliu from time to time.

For example, now, Ming Jia asked Chen Xiaoliu seriously when Cheng Si would go to the Baiyi tribe to propose marriage.

Chengwen stood aside and suppressed his laughter. At first, Chengwen would take the initiative to answer, but now he can successfully suppress his laughter.

"The sixth day of March, the day after tomorrow!"

"Oh! Oh~!"

Chen Xiaoliu answered expressionlessly, and Mingjia said "oh" twice as if he suddenly realized something.

In the end, Mingjia just bought a wood-carved pony from a small vendor selling wood carvings.

Mingxi was born in the year of the Horse, and although she didn't know how to play with toys yet, Mingjia had already prepared a lot of toys for Mingxi.

After returning to the government office, Mingjia went back to the courtyard to change clothes. Chengwen directly took the horse and left the city to report the news to Zhuangzi.

When Mingjia took the pony to the main courtyard, Mingxi's little one had just received milk and was about to coax him to sleep.

Mrs. Dong held her youngest son in his arms and handed it to Mingjia, "Can you give me a hug?"

Mingjia immediately shook her head like a rattle. She really liked this brother, but she really didn't dare to hug him!

Seeing that her mother was trying to coax Mingxi to sleep, Mingjia handed the wooden pony to Mrs. Yan and went to the hall to wait.

As soon as Mingjia sat down, Mrs. Yan brought milk tea from the kitchen.

"This is a novel tea drink that my wife learned when she went out to attend a tea party today. It is said to be a new and fashionable way of drinking among the ladies of the capital!"

"Master, please try it!"

Mingjia boldly picked up a large ceramic bowl and looked at the brown milk inside.

The corner of Mingjia's mouth twitched a little, and she complained in her heart: "I never expected that one day I would be able to drink milk tea in Daliang!"

Mingjia took two sips and then put it down. The milk at this time was more mellow and the overall taste was just as good as what he remembered.

Mrs. Yan sat and chatted with Mingjia, and suddenly Mingjia thought about Mrs. Shui and Cheng Si.

"Grandma Yan, have you ever thought about accepting a surname or an adopted daughter so that I can be filial to you in the future?"

Mrs. Yan knew that Master Mingjia cared about her, so Mrs. Yan smiled and shook her head to explain.

"How can I be a godmother for nothing? I can't help myself!"

Hearing the loneliness in Mrs. Yan's tone, Ming Jia envied Mrs. Shui.

"Should I ask Shuang'er to recognize you as my godmother? In the future, she can take you back to take care of you in your old age!"

Ming Jia had good intentions, but she didn't expect that it made Granny Yan angry.

"Hmph! Shuang'er is good, but I don't want to have a son-in-law like Mr. Chen Liu!"

Mingjia was stunned and burst out laughing, so Mrs. Yan still remembered what happened at Chili Pepper Village in Qu County.

Ming Jia had laughed enough and decided to say a few good words for Chen Xiaoliu.

"Back then, Uncle Chen Liu was a little reckless, but he was not wrong in principle. He also handled Lady Wei's matter well."

"Grandma Yan, don't be angry with Uncle Chen Liu anymore!"

Mingjia stood up and walked to Mrs. Yan, gently shaking Mrs. Yan's sleeves.

Mrs. Yan couldn't be angry when she saw Mingjia like this. It was rare to see Mingjia who behaved like a little girl.

"Master Mingjia, you seem to be very happy today!"

Mrs. Yan just discovered that Master Mingjia was in a particularly good mood today.

"Hey! Have you been discovered? I just solved a small problem!"

Mrs. Yan didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Mingjia was happy, she was happy too.

Mrs. Dong put her youngest son to sleep, and as soon as she arrived in the hall, she saw Ming Jia and Granny Yan chatting happily.

"What are you talking about?"

Mingjia and Mrs. Yan both turned their heads and looked over. Mrs. Yan stood up and saluted, while Mingjia quickly walked two steps over and held Mrs. Dong's arm to sit down.

"Mother Yan and I were talking about what Uncle Chen Liu was doing in Qu County back then, and lamented the passage of time!"

Mingjia was really happy today, and her words were a bit of a joke.

Mingjia's words, coupled with Mingjia's age, sound like the narrow-mindedness of a child.