The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 979 - 958: Blocked (Added - for the reward from book friend "Xiaokanfengyun")

Chapter 979: Chapter 958: Blocked (Added Chapter for the reward from book friend "Xiaokanfengyun")

Manbao twisted her head to closely examine the beautifully striking flowers in the corridor. After a long pause, she couldn’t find the words, "Indeed, all beautiful things have their flaws?"

"Who says that?"

"It’s something someone said in one of those story-books you gave me."

There were too many things written in the story-books. Manbao didn’t delve deeper; instead, she walked over and chose two of the wealthier-looking and somewhat rare varieties of flowers—a pot of chrysanthemums and an old-fashioned rose.

"I’ll sell them these two pots."

The chrysanthemums had not yet bloomed, but buds were already visible, and they would open in a few more days. As for the old-fashioned rose, it had a large clump on the top with about ten big buds; two were already in bloom, while the rest were half-open.

The flowers were a deep red—a color Manbao and Mr. Zhuang found immensely pleasing. In the recent days, they had been admiring this old-fashioned rose.

Yet, Manbao didn’t feel the slightest regret parting with it, as among all the flowers, this one had cost her the fewest points.

Manbao also sought Bai Shan’s help, "Can you help me come up with a nice sounding name for it? When I hang it up and talk about it, it will seem very valuable."

After all, weren’t the names she came up with going to be used by the people at the Prince of Yizhou’s palace?

Bai Shan was reluctant and casually said, "Isn’t Mid-Autumn Festival coming soon? We could display this flower then for a second viewing, so let’s call it ’Chang’e Flying to the Moon.’"

Pondering the suggestion, Manbao thought it was a good name and gave a thumbs up, "You are much better at naming than I am."

Bai Shan, with a playful smirk, exchanged pleasantries, "Oh, not at all."

While watering the flowers, the two of them chatted. Manbao asked, "Have you found me the recipe for making grape wine yet?"

"Not yet," Bai Shan replied, "I didn’t see it in the Book Collection Tower, and I also asked Feng Zongping, but he doesn’t know much about these miscellaneous books; although he has been at the Imperial Academy for years, he still knows less than what I’ve learned there in just a month."

"However, I haven’t found the method for making grape wine, but I did find three other wine-making recipes. I’ve copied them down and I’ll bring them to you later."

Manbao felt making wine was too wasteful of grain and nodded indifferently—it wasn’t necessary right now, but it was good to keep a record for future generations if there were more food available.

Books, after all, are always good to have.

"Have you made any friends?"

"No," Bai Shan hesitated and then added, "Peng Zhiru and Lu Xiaofu haven’t made any friends either."

So it wasn’t his fault he hadn’t made friends.

Manbao glanced at him and understood his personality. She didn’t force him to make friends but still reminded him, "Be kind to others; try not to argue, okay?"

"I know, I won’t argue."

No sooner had he spoken these words than Bai Erlang, sweating profusely, ran in and exclaimed, "Bai Shan, did you argue with Yin Huo from your class today?"

Manbao: ...

Bai Shan: ...

Annoyed, Bai Shan glared at Bai Erlang and firmly stated, "No!"

"You’re lying. The story has already spread to the Highest Institute; you and Yin Huo started arguing during class."

"That wasn’t an argument," Bai Shan replied, "it was a debate."

"Can I not know about arguing and fighting? You and Manbao have never stopped arguing since you were kids. I heard that in class, you made Yin Huo’s face turn green and his eyes turn red. As soon as class was over, he flipped his desk and even cried. People in the school said you made him cry with your words."

Bai Shan, "...He started verbally attacking me first, and I didn’t curse at him."

It was just a bit of sarcasm. When he fought with Manbao on normal days, he also didn’t hold back his words. How could he know that Yin Huo, crying over an argument, was even worse than a girl, that at his age, he couldn’t handle losing an argument and had to cry.

Erlang then looked at Manbao, "See, I told you he cursed at someone, didn’t I?"

Bai Shan couldn’t help but kick him, restating, "I didn’t curse!"

Erlang hopped back, deftly dodging, and exclaimed, "If you didn’t curse, why are you kicking me?"

He said, "Did you know, Yin Huo has six sisters, and he is the only son in his family. When I got back, Qiao Tao told me to be careful when you go to school tomorrow; don’t get ambushed by his sisters outside the school."

Manbao was dumbfounded, "Can’t handle his own fights so he calls his family?"

"It’s not the first time this has happened. Back in April, shortly after school started, Yin Huo got beaten up by Liu Huan from the Imperial Academy. As a result, Liu Huan got ambushed by three of Yin Huo’s sisters on the street, which was quite embarrassing for him."

"Did they actually fight, or just argue?"

"Neither," Erlang thought for a moment, scratching his head in confusion, "I heard they just talked, but it was still embarrassing."

Manbao also sighed with relief, patting Bai Shan on the shoulder to mind his actions.

However, she was somewhat displeased, "When I fight with you guys, my brothers never come looking for trouble. Where’s the sense in not being able to handle a minor squabble, so the older ones come to make a scene? It’s not like the fights were that fierce."

Bai Shan reluctantly said, "Didn’t you say you never get into fights?"

Manbao, "I’m standing up for someone else here."

Bai Shan snorted, not taking the situation very seriously.

He didn’t think Yin Huo’s sisters would really come after him; it was just a few arguments in class, after all. Was it really that necessary?

Little did he know, the next day their carriage had just reached the main street when it was blocked by another carriage.

Daji, seeing the suddenly emerging carriage, instinctively tightened his grip on the reins, ready to pull the carriage back to clear the way, but another carriage blocked them from behind while another one pulled up beside them, instantly jamming the traffic on that stretch of the street.

Daji tensed up, his hand resting on a plank beside him, pressed lightly, and the plank loosened slightly. Just as he was about to draw out the sword inside, Manbao had already lifted the curtain, and three heads peeked out from inside.

Daji paused with a press on the board, pausing his action.

Manbao shouted at the carriage drivers, "Hey, what kind of driving is this? You know this is illegal, right?"

The drivers: ...

The person about to speak in the carriage: ...

A light cough sounded, then a gentle female voice asked, "Is this the Bai Family’s carriage?"

Manbao quickly responded, "Yes, it is. Please move your carriage; you’re blocking the entire street. Everyone is in a hurry to get to work and school, look how many people are stuck because of you?"

The three carriages suddenly fell silent, and the onlookers laughed, recognizing Manbao, immediately echoed loudly, "Yeah, yeah, the whole road is blocked, how are we supposed to walk?"

From another blocked carriage, a young boy popped his head out, quickly became excited upon spotting the three carriages, climbed to the front, and nudged his own coachman, whispering urgently, "Call out now!"

The coachman hesitated, and the frustrated boy punched him, "Hurry up and shout as I taught you, otherwise I’ll go home and tell grandma that you drove poorly and jostled me."

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