CHAPTER 301: CHAPTER 301: NOT YET AT HAIRPIN AGE

On the way to the Song Mansion, Shen Qinglan asked Duan Yunfei, "What do you usually do with the fabric scraps from your clothing store?"

"Fabric scraps?" Duan Yunfei replied, "The larger pieces are sent to the Embroidery Shop, while the smaller ones are taken to the ruins and burned there."

Shen Qinglan said, "Next time, could you please save them for me? I have a use for them!"

Duan Yunfei raised an eyebrow, "Those fabric scraps are quite small, are you sure you want me to save them for you?"

"Absolutely, no matter how small they are, I want them!"

In these times, cotton is very expensive, using it to make pillows is somewhat costly.

"Since you want them, I’ll have someone save them for you."

Shen Qinglan whispered, "Great!"

Originally, she thought they would see Song Zheng upon arriving at the Song Mansion, but unexpectedly, as soon as they reached the entrance, the guard informed them that everyone from the Song Mansion had gone to Tianming Pavilion to listen to stories.

"Tianming Pavilion?" Chu Wuqu pondered aloud, "Isn’t that the tea house we saw earlier with a long queue?"

"Yes!" Duan Yunfei glanced at Shen Qinglan playfully and said with a smile, "Master, if you want to go in and listen, you could ask your disciple’s wife to let you skip the line!"

"Oh?" Chu Wuqu was surprised, "Is Tianming Pavilion owned by your family?"

Duan Yunfei said, "To be precise, it’s owned by her."

"How old is your disciple’s wife?" Chu Wuqu asked.

"Not yet fifteen," Duan Yunfei answered.

"Not yet fifteen?" Chu Wuqu was astonished again, "What an impressive little girl!"

Shen Qinglan thanked without any shame, "Thank you for the praise, elder!"

She was often treated like a child, so much so that she almost believed she wasn’t yet fifteen.

But who knew that beneath this youthful appearance, there lived a soul that was close to thirty?

Ah! It’s not that she wanted to pretend to be young, but this body is naturally young.

When the three arrived at Tianming Pavilion, there was no one at the entrance.

Although the storytelling hadn’t started yet, all the guests were seated, and the staff were busy serving tea.

Tianming Pavilion had a rule; each table must purchase one pot of tea, priced uniformly at twenty taels. If guests wanted additional story sessions, they would have to order another pot, and those unwilling to do so would leave automatically.

Most of the patrons at Tianming Pavilion were either wealthy or influential, so Shen Qinglan wasn’t worried that they couldn’t afford the tea.

"Master, there’s Sect Leader Song over there!"

Duan Yunfei pointed at Song Zheng, who was not far away, sitting upright and focused on the stage.

The Shen Family didn’t come today. Yesterday, when Shen Qinglan returned, the Shen Family questioned her thoroughly, and she had no choice but to reveal the whole truth.

As punishment, she told several Chapters of ’Journey to the West’ to the Shen Family. Later, Shen Qingfeng suggested letting Shen Qinglan pass the stories to him so he could tell them to the Shen Family, allowing her to save her breath and free up seats for the guests at Tianming Pavilion.

Shen Qinglan found this reasonable, so she entrusted the remaining Chapters to Shen Qingfeng.

Previously, they all complained about boredom when staying in the town, especially the old master and old mistress of the Shen Family. As soon as they arrived, they couldn’t wait to return to Lishui Village. But now, they didn’t want to go back, saying they’ll wait until the stories are finished.

Shen Qinglan found this quite amusing.

"The owner is here!"

Shopkeeper Wen hurried over to greet Shen Qinglan when he saw her.

Shen Qinglan nodded slightly at him, "You go ahead and take care of things, I’m here."

"Yes!"

Shopkeeper Wen nodded and bowed slightly to Duan Yunfei and Chu Wuqu before retreating.