Chapter 2709
2709 Master’s One Heart
There were numerous unfamiliar dishes featured in this book, many of which were entirely new to her.
Beneath the descriptions were comments in small print, along with the names of the dishes and their corresponding cooking techniques. Most of these annotations indicated the signature dishes of various restaurants across the continent, along with their respective specialties.
Qiao Mu found herself utterly astonished.
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Turning the page, she encountered another section filled with elaborate sketches of jewelry and similar adornments. Among these were also plush toys crafted to resemble charming little animals.
Within these pages were meticulous records of an array of innovative toys.
Without much thought, Qiao Mu proceeded to the next page and was met with an assortment of uniquely designed necklaces. Strangely enough, they seemed to possess the same allure as the exclusive pieces found at Couture House.
/What was happening here?/
In her bewildered state, she caught sight of a young girl, approximately seven or eight years old, seated at a table covered with pristine white rice paper. The child lifted her small head and inquired in a hushed tone, “Master, Master, do you intend to memorize all of this?”
“Little Treasure, your main focus should be on memorizing the medical canon and the poison sutra. The remaining content is optional. Just retain a general understanding.”
“If the need arises, you can always refer back to it.”
“Master, Master, how do you manage to draw these cute little animals so skillfully? What are they?”
“Do you find them appealing? Perhaps I’ll have your Aunt-Master create a miniature yellow duck stuffed toy for you one day!”
“Master, Master, I’m fond of this pig.”
“Ah, why does the mini pig capture your interest? The little yellow duck is much more visually pleasing than a pig.”
“I simply have an affinity for this little piggy.”
“Very well, on another occasion, I’ll have your Aunt-Master fashion one for you.”
“Master, why haven’t you crafted one for Little Treasure?”
“Could Xuan Huang admit to being less skilled? Clearly, that wasn’t an option! Indeed, her craftsmanship didn’t quite measure up to Junior Sister Ni Tian’s. Ironically, there was a Junior Sister who seemed capable of captivating people…”
“Well, well, my Little Treasure, have you devoured the lollipop that Master prepared for you the last time?”
“Avoid excessive candy, my dear. It’s detrimental to your teeth!” A voice wafted in. Qiao Mu recognized it as Aunt-Master Ni Tian’s voice.
“Psh, pay no heed to your Aunt-Master. We didn’t indulge excessively, right?”
“Xuan Huang! Don’t corrupt the child’s morals.”
“Address me as Senior Sister! You insolent rascal!”
Thud. The carriage came to a halt.
Qiao Mu’s mind wandered. When she refocused, she realized that the carriage had already stopped.
Swiftly, she stowed away the treasured handwritten letters and returned them to Tung’s leather chest, safeguarding them within her inner world.
A misty scene unfolded ahead.
“Crown Prince Consort, we’ve reached the Couture House,” Caixiu gently reminded, parting the carriage curtain for the Crown Prince Consort.
With a glance, he spotted the young lady kneeling on the carriage’s cushion. Her eyes were reddened, and a misty quality had overtaken them. She appeared rather pitiable, akin to a small creature.
Caixiu’s embroidery needles grew jittery, her gaze darting around the carriage before she promptly inquired, “Crown Prince Consort, what has happened?”
The young crown prince consort’s sorrowful and pained expression truly evoked a sense of empathy.
“It’s nothing,” the young crown prince consort collected herself, giving a slight sniff. She grasped Caixiu’s hand adorned with embroidery and stepped out of the carriage.
“Just sometimes, when memories of the past resurface, it brings forth a tinge of wistfulness and pain.”
Caixiu, the embroiderer, let out a sigh of relief, a smile gracing her lips naturally. “Crown Prince Consort, we’ve recently reclaimed numerous assets, and your companions have all progressed smoothly. There are more joys to be celebrated than sorrows, aren’t there?”
From the sidelines, Caiqi also chimed in with a cheerful tone, “Absolutely, Crown Prince Consort. Despondency has no place. Today, our struggle continues!”
