Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 90 - 087 Trip to Jade City
Chapter 90: Chapter 087: Trip to Jade City
Chapter 90 -087: Trip to Jade City
“So, when are you coming over to make the rest of the dozen or so new dishes, little brother?”
“The rest of the dozen or so?”
Jiang Yan looked at the boss in surprise. “I only agreed to make this one, I didn’t say anything about the others.”
“I know you didn’t say anything just now, but since you have them, why not make them all in one go here?”
Make them all in one go? Quite the appetite!
Jiang Yan asked with a smile, “Also three thousand per dish?”
The smile on the boss’s face stiffened, “Little brother, you’re disrupting the market.”
Jiang Yan considered seriously for a moment before saying, “Hmm, what you said is right, boss. I’m not familiar with your market, and doing this really breaks the rules of your trade. Forget it, I’m not selling the rest of the dishes—I’ll just make them at home for myself to eat.”
Having said that, he waved politely to the boss, then turned around and left with Song Jiawen.
Boss: ….
This little rascal!
….
“Selling a dish for three thousand, is that expensive or cheap?”
It was Song Jiawen’s first time hearing about selling recipes, so she asked out of ignorance.
Jiang Yan sighed, “It’s hard to say, but my previous thinking was too simple. Relying on this to make money truly won’t work.”
Today it was only because this boss wanted to cut corners; a shrewder one wouldn’t let him make a dime.
So, this method won’t work, it’s impractical.
Song Jiawen was easier to satisfy, “I painted three paintings yesterday and today, all sold to Teacher Xu, who paid one thousand each. You sold one dish today for three thousand, so do we have enough for our trip to Jade City? Is three thousand enough?”
In theory, it should be enough. After all, the current level of consumption is still quite conservative, not that high. For a trip, three thousand per person should be sufficient.
But you can never be too sure with expenses—from accommodation to food to entertainment, there are no standards.
On the morning of July 15th at 6:30 AM, Song Jiawen and five others met up at the train station.
“Here, these are your tickets, keep them safe. It takes eight and a half hours from Yunzhou to Jade City, so we should arrive around 4 PM.”
Wang Xiaole was unanimously elected as the financial manager for the trip by everyone, and each person had initially given her a thousand yuan, to add more later if needed.
“Right, which universities did you guys put as your first choice?”
At 7:20 AM, after everyone boarded the train and settled down, Wang Xiaole asked Xiao Qi and Yu Hang who were sitting opposite her.
She didn’t need to ask Song Jiawen, Zhu Jin, or Jiang Yan—they were all known to have set Beijing University as their first choice.
“I put down Beicheng University. I think it should be doable,” said Xiao Qi.
Xiao Qi’s estimated score was six hundred and six, a score very close to his usual performance; it could be considered a normal showing.
“Mine is Beijing Media University. If it goes by last year’s cut-off score, I should make it.”
As soon as Yu Hang finished speaking, Wang Xiaole and Xiao Qi exclaimed in unison, “You all are going to Beijing?”
Zhu Jin waved her hand, “I’m not sure I can make the cut-off. Compared to that, my dad has more confidence in my second choice.”
Zhu Jin’s second choice was Beicheng University, the same as Xiao Qi’s first choice.
Wang Xiaole longed to go to South City, so she put down Nanhai University as her first choice.
When it came to college choices, everyone was quite excited. There were laughs and chatter all the way, and the eight hours passed by in a flash.
At four in the afternoon, everyone arrived at the Jade City railway station.
As soon as they disembarked from the train, it seemed as if everyone had crossed through time and space, from the modern world into the ancient, from an era of peace to one of dynastic upheaval—a completely different sensation and experience.
But this was still not the Ancient City Tower, nowhere near one-tenth of the original appearance of Jade City’s old town.
“Let’s go, let’s head to the city tower.”
Upon leaving the railway station, Wang Xiaole couldn’t wait to hail two taxis. Without even bothering to look for a hotel, she wanted to take a tour around the Ancient City Tower first.
After all, everyone was traveling light, with each person carrying only a backpack.
Twenty minutes later, the taxis stopped in front of a majestic city tower.
The green tiles and red pillars loomed tall and stately; their mere presence was enough to imagine the grandeur that the ancestors had built in their time.
On the left side of the city gate, there stood a tall ancient statue. Clad in long robes, flowing with elegance—despite the millennia in between—one could still perceive its past splendor.
“Remember anything?”
While the others were paying homage to the statue of Ancestor Yu Long, Jiang Yan approached Song Jiawen and asked in a quiet voice.
“What do you think I am, some kind of prodigy? To remember that much is already the limit; this… I have no impression whatsoever.”
If she really was Yu Luo, then the person the statue represented would be her actual ancestor.
But Song Jiawen truly couldn’t remember ever coming here before.
“I heard that the inside is even more lively at night than during the day. Should we buy tickets now and go in?”
You need tickets to enter the old town, and it was already five in the afternoon. Honestly, it wouldn’t be worth it to go in now.
But Wang Xiaole and Zhu Jin had longed to visit the ancient town for some time, and both really wanted to tour around inside.
However, considering Song Jiawen’s financial situation, and fearing she would fret over the expense of the tickets, they hesitated before firmly deciding, “We’ll go in tomorrow. Let’s find a hotel outside first.”
“It’s okay, let’s go in. I want to see the night view too.”
She had no memory of the city tower and the gate and had no idea what it was like inside.
Song Jiawen wanted to try walking around—after all, she had truly “dreamed” of an ancient, quaint old house before.
There were quite a few tourists in Jade City during the summer vacation. The group of six followed the stream of people inside after buying their tickets.
Before entering, Jiang Yan told everyone, “If we get separated later on, remember to meet at the front gate at nine o’clock.”
Song Jiawen definitely couldn’t stick with them, and Jiang Yan was going to accompany her, so “getting separated” was inevitable.
“Follow this road inside and turn left at the front. The furthest part is the old residence preserved by the state for the Yu Family, complete with the house, courtyard, and ancestral hall. However, the ancestral hall is only open during the day; it’s closed at night.”
When entering a moment ago, Jiang Yan had glanced at the signposts and had stealthily overheard someone else’s tour guide, which was why he could now speak so clearly and confidently.
But Song Jiawen, looking at the ancient and charming stone-paved road in front of her, said, “I seem to remember this road.”
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Without waiting for Jiang Yan to react, she quickly started walking ahead.
She didn’t go as far as Jiang Yan had suggested but turned into a small alley midway. After walking for about five minutes, she spotted a stout jujube tree at an inconspicuous intersection.
Song Jiawen stopped in front of the jujube tree and stared blankly up at its crown, while Jiang Yan followed her gaze. Several red silk ribbons fluttered from the branches in the wind.
The ribbons bore words written with a black brush, but due to the distance and the gathering darkness, it was impossible to make out what was written on them.
“What’s written on the ribbons?”
“I don’t know. I only vaguely remember someone telling me that he would tie a ribbon up there for me.”
Jiang Yan counted the ribbons seriously and discovered that there were actually seventeen of them…
