CHAPTER 562: CHAPTER 562: WEAR-RESISTANT

Prince NanAn and his group thought Chu Shun and the others were doing this just to have some lizhi for themselves.

When they started selling lizhi, their faces turned dark.

After all, they were the princely heirs, yet they were openly selling lizhi.

And!

They were using filial piety as a guise.

Encouraging everyone to buy some to bring home for their parents to relieve the summer heat, fulfilling their filial duties.

Anyone who could afford a meal at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion wasn’t short of money.

Plus, lizhi was a tribute item, not something that could be bought even with money.

Fifteen taels per jin, today it’s fifty taels for four jin with an extra half jin thrown in.

With such a temptation, who wouldn’t buy it?

Miss it this year, and you might have to wait until next year.

Prince NanAn and his group were furious.

They were advising others to be filial, but had they ever been filial themselves?!

It was enough to make them livid.

The most furious of all was the Heir of Duke Chong.

He was so smug just a moment ago, and now he was utterly embarrassed.

Not only did the others have lizhi to eat, they also had lizhi to sell!

Were they swimming in money?!

The Heir of Wu’an Bo’s entourage went downstairs for a look and reported, "There are six horse-drawn carriages of lizhi."

The Heir of Duke Chong, "...."

"How many?!" The Heir of Wu’an Bo thought he had misheard.

"Six carriages," the entourage member’s voice was a bit shaky.

"A full eighteen boxes."

"...!!!"

The servant didn’t dare to say that those eighteen boxes were much more than what the Empress Dowager had bestowed upon the Duke Chong’s Mansion.

Hmm.

These six horse-drawn carriages with eighteen boxes of lizhi completely blocked the entrance of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

Su Jin was in a hurry to help deliver a baby.

The carriage couldn’t get through because of the blockage.

The coachman could only see the blockage from afar, not knowing it was caused by Prince NanAn and his group.

Su Jin was sitting in the carriage, anxious because it concerned a human life, and there was no time to lose.

Fortunately, the City Patrol Soldiers arrived quickly, and the road was soon cleared.

Su Jin lifted the curtain of the carriage to look outside.

As they passed by the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, they happened to see Prince NanAn and a few others.

Prince NanAn waved at Su Jin, only to receive a big eye roll in return.

Prince NanAn, "...."

All the lizhi was carried into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

The shopkeeper of Drunken Immortal Pavilion, "...."

He couldn’t help but admire Prince NanAn and his group.

Anything associated with them ended up being sold cheaply.

First it was ice blocks, now it’s lizhi.

Even the tribute lizhi to the palace was at most three boxes, and they actually had eighteen boxes.

Thanks to Prince NanAn and his group, he tasted what tribute lizhi was like.

Many people were buying lizhi, and downstairs was bustling like a market.

Prince NanAn, swinging his jade fan, looked at the Heir of Duke Chong on the upstairs balcony, his eyes filled with provocation.

The Heir of Duke Chong was so angry he could kill someone.

He tightly gripped the railing.

The railing bore the imprint of his hands.

But Prince NanAn’s smugness didn’t last long.

A servant carried a small box in and said to him, "My lord, this is for you."

"For me?" Prince NanAn was surprised.

The Heir of Marquis Beining and the others focused their attention on the box.

Curious about what was inside?

Prince NanAn looked at the box and asked, "Who sent it to me?"

"Your fiancée," the young servant said.

"...."

Prince NanAn was stunned.

In his mind, he could only recall the word fiancée, with no face to match it.

He didn’t even know who it was, yet there was someone sending him a gift in public?

Prince NanAn was more curious about what was inside the box.

"Really something to envy," Chu Shun patted Prince NanAn on the shoulder and said.

A group of people heckled.

"Quick, open it and have a look, my lord."

Prince NanAn thought since it was a public gift, there was no reason he couldn’t show it to others.

He opened the box.

The smile on his face cracked inch by inch.

Inside the box were two pairs of shoes.

One pair of iron shoes.

One pair of copper boots.

Followed by uproarious laughter.

Princess NanAn’s face turned red with embarrassment.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo held back his laughter and said, "I really am curious about the lord’s fiancée now."

"Such a virtuous and obedient one, you asked her for two pairs of durable shoes."

He pointed to the box with a folded fan and said, "I dare say in the entire Capital City... "

"No!"

"In the entire Daqi Dynasty, you won’t find a third pair more sturdy and durable than these two."

Chu Shun and his group couldn’t hold back any longer, erupting into a burst of unrestrained laughter.

Prince NanAn thought he’d rather die.

In his anger, he grabbed the young servant by the collar and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Quick, tell me! Which household are you from?!"

The young servant looked terrified, "Calm down, my lord, I am from the Liu Family’s blacksmith shop."

"A few days ago, a masked girl came to our shop and asked for two pairs of shoes, instructing us to make sure they were done quickly and delivered while you were dining at the Drunken Immortal Pavilion."

Prince NanAn was so angry he wanted to punch the young servant.

But the young servant was only doing a paid task, not the mastermind.

Prince NanAn released his collar, and he and another servant left quickly.

No one noticed a little maid by the door.

She covered her mouth with a smile and turned to leave.

Prince NanAn was fuming, and Chu Shun tried to calm him, saying, "At least these shoes are sturdier than the ones Princess Fu Yun made for Brother Su, so they have some merit."

Thinking of Su Chong’s shoes, Prince NanAn felt a little better.

But Su Chong only lost face in the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, whereas he lost face outside!

Why did he ask her to make shoes?!

Chu Shun took the shoes out and earnestly said, "These are really heavy, with patterns on them; quite thoughtful indeed."

"You should try them on."

Prince NanAn, "...."

No way to continue being friends.

The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo had an inexplicable sense of superiority.

His fiancée, the Right Minister’s daughter, was famous for her needlework.

Should he ask her for two pairs to show off?

Prince NanAn stormed upstairs in anger.

Break the engagement!

The engagement must be broken!

Even if she’s as beautiful as a fairy descended from heaven, the engagement must be broken!

Chu Shun put down the shoes, laughed, and followed him.

Jinyu Pavilion.

The little maid ran upstairs, stopped in front of a girl, and whispered, "Miss, the shoes have been delivered."

"How did Prince NanAn react?" Nie Yao whispered.

"...."

"Need you ask? He was so angry, his eyes were green, ready to kill someone."

"Miss, is it really okay for us to make the lord lose face like this?" the little maid asked worriedly.

Nie Yao played with her jade hairpin, confidently saying, "If he isn’t provoked, how will he break the engagement?"

After speaking, she turned and put down the jade hairpin, "I’ll buy this set of headwear."

Inside the private room.

Prince NanAn was fanning himself furiously.

The table was full of delicious food, and there was even lizhi shrimp that wasn’t specifically ordered but the Drunken Immortal Pavilion made.

He hadn’t eaten a bite.

The Heir of Marquis Beining looked at him, "Are you really not eating?"

"No!"

"I’m already full from anger!"

He gritted his teeth and said, "It’s one thing for them to laugh at me, but you guys laughed too!"

"And even laughed the loudest!"

The Heir of Marquis Beining looked at Prince NanAn, served him some food as an apology.

"Really, we really tried to hold it in."

"We couldn’t hold it any longer, and that’s why we laughed."

Prince NanAn, "...!!!"