Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1472 - 291, Bowls and Dishes (8)

While comforting her with his words, Xia Zheng’s hand finally rested on Lin Yuan’s shoulder and gently patted it.

Feeling Xia Zheng’s solace, Lin Yuan’s heart ached even more. It was he who suffered and yet he was comforting her instead?

Lin Yuan sniffled, forcibly holding back her tears, and in order not to worry Xia Zheng, she leaned in close to him. Her little head shaking side to side, she rubbed it against his clothes, smearing her tears and snot all over them.

"Since you’re already dirty, a little more won’t matter!" With slightly reddened eyes, Lin Yuan’s smile appeared particularly lovable.

Xia Zheng was taken aback for a moment. His thin lips curved into an attractive arc, a sly glint passing through his eyes before he pressed the self-satisfied Lin Yuan into his arms and started rubbing back and forth, proudly chuckling, "We are husband and wife, one entity. Since I am dirty, it’s unreasonable for you to remain so clean. Let’s get dirty together! Haha."

Being rubbed against by Xia Zheng and getting all dirty, Lin Yuan really felt like dying. Can this guy get any more childish?

Xia Zheng was truly exhausted and soon settled down after a bit of playing. However, his hand still tightly encircled Lin Yuan’s body, holding her in his embrace.

Lin Yuan stopped moving and just quietly lay in his embrace. She had just woken up and wasn’t sleepy at all, staring at Xia Zheng’s chest with both eyes open, tired of even the dancing muscles in that tiny patch of land.

Slightly parting her lips, Lin Yuan thought about changing positions.

But as soon as she made a slight move to lift her head, even before she could move off his arm, Xia Zheng’s lazy voice sounded over her head, "Where are you going?"

"Nowhere, go back to sleep," Lin Yuan stuck out her tongue and lay back down.

Xia Zheng tightened his embrace, his chin with stubble gently rubbing against the top of her head as he slowly said, "No need to sleep, I’ve already slept all night."

Slept all night?

She had been too busy playing around with him and hadn’t gotten the chance to ask when he had come back.

"You came back last night? Oh right, were those ledgers in my room checked by you?"

After asking, Lin Yuan felt Xia Zheng nod on top of her head, his sharp chin a bit painful as it pressed down.

"Shopkeeper Liu mentioned that you came home early last night. Thinking I looked too shabby, I didn’t come looking for you."

He paused and then added, "I saw some ledgers in your room weren’t checked, so I helped you finish them."

After that, I was really too tired and just found a room to sleep in.

The reason he didn’t find Lin Yuan’s room was that he feared she’d be heartbroken seeing him in a disheveled state in the morning; ironically, despite all his dodging, she still found him and successfully made her cry.

Although this was the first time Lin Yuan shed tears for him, seeing this girl cry really broke his heart.

Xia Zheng sighed softly, feeling both sweet and pitying in his heart. With that thought, he couldn’t bear to let Lin Yuan go. It would be best if the two just kept holding each other, lying there forever, oblivious to any quarreling, uproar, fighting, or snatching outside!

"Are things settled with Xiliang? Have big brother and the others returned?" Remembering Tian Hui, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

Xia Zheng’s voice was a bit muffled, seemingly disapproving of Lin Yuan asking about another man, even though that man was his own elder brother.

Nevertheless, he spoke: "Yes, almost. They should have set off by now. Humph, mainly because of that annoying tail. Otherwise, they would have been back earlier."

Lin Yuan was stunned: "Annoying tail? Who is that?"

Speaking of this tail, Xia Zheng’s impatience seemed even worse: "Yuanyuan, you asked the wrong question. It’s not how you should ask."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, not like this? So how should she ask? fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

As she mused inwardly, Lin Yuan heard Xia Zheng snicker with unprecedented disdain: "You should ask, what kind of thing is the annoying tail?"

Pfft!

Lin Yuan glanced at him sideways, okay then, one is ’who’ and the other is ’what’, it depends on whether you consider that annoying tail as a person.

Xia Zheng chuckled darkly and explained: "That annoying tail, isn’t it the fellow who snatched our glaze? But don’t worry, I’ve already demanded and received compensation."

There’s quite a bit of information in those words! Lin Yuan’s eyes lit up, so the annoying tail was indeed the Crown Prince of Xiliang, but why call him a tail? Could it be that he was also coming to Dayong?

And concerning the compensation, what Lin Yuan cared most about was the compensation—it was a whole cart of glaze! If that cart of glaze had arrived smoothly in the Capital at the beginning, she would have been rich by now through selling mirrors, perhaps rich enough to rival nations!

Seeing Lin Yuan’s sparkling eyes and her excited, lively little face, Xia Zheng lifted his hand and pinched her tender cheek, feeling the silky touch beneath his hand as if it relaxed his entire body.

"Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you, do you know what that fool did with our glaze?"

Seeing the cunning, sly smile in Xia Zheng’s eyes, Lin Yuan suddenly became interested: "What did he do?" Although she didn’t know what that fellow had used it for, Lin Yuan knew it must have been foolish; otherwise, Xia Zheng wouldn’t have begun chuckling until his whole body trembled. Seeing Xia Zheng only laughing and seemingly forgetting to tell her, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but press him further. Xia Zheng wiped his chin, suppressing the laughter in his throat, and said: "He, well, he must have guessed that I opened a restaurant and speculated I wanted the glaze for use in there. Then, then he actually used the glaze to make dozens of bowls and dishes. Dishes and plates are only so important, but using it to make bowls, the amount of glaze wasted!"

Unable to hold back, he laughed again, and Xia Zheng continued: "According to my spy in Xiliang reporting back, that guy not only crafted dozens of bowls and dishes himself but even had them sent to various restaurants. I don’t know what he was thinking, just that if someone accidentally broke one of those bowls or dishes, he’d have them seized. If I am not mistaken, he might be..."

Lin Yuan was fully intrigued when all of a sudden she heard him playing coy again, which annoyed her so much that she raised her little fist and punched him in the chest: "If you’re going to say it, say it; if not, then forget it. Look at you, always playing coy, it’s so annoying!"

Xia Zheng intentionally let out an ’ouch’ and painfully clutched the spot where she had hit him.

Lin Yuan paused, suddenly remembering Lao Fan, and worried Xia Zheng was also deliberately concealing his injuries.