RNP Page 170
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The two smiled and thanked them politely.
Then Sisi brought another cup and handed it to the blind man, Wuzhu.
Blind Wu Zhu shook his head, his expression indifferent.
"I don't drink tea."
Sisi paused for a moment, then nodded.
This guest must not like tea.
So he immediately turned to a polite smile.
"Then I'll go pour some water for you, young master."
Blind Wu Zhu tilted his head, and after a long while, he spoke.
"I don't drink water either."
Sisi frowned slightly.
Could it be that this young master wants some wine?
Just about to speak.
Wu Zhu paused for a moment, then added.
"I don't drink alcohol either."
Sisi was completely stunned.
This person is very strange; why doesn't he drink anything?
Is he deliberately making things difficult for people?
That doesn't make sense.
I haven't offended him.
But how can a guest visit someone's home and say nothing, or drink anything?
They just sat quietly.
Is he really the gentleman's friend?
Are you here to see the gentleman?
Sisi's eyes were filled with distress.
However, this person was Mr. Su's guest, so it was not appropriate to neglect him.
Sisi stood there, looking worried.
I really don't know how to entertain them.
Su Yu glanced at Sisi, who was stumped by Wu Zhu, and smiled.
He then waved his hand, signaling her to go down first.
The other three people here were clearly aware of this.
Wu Zhu truly neither eats nor drinks.
It's really not about making things difficult for Sisi.
However, because they were used to it, they hadn't paid any attention to it earlier.
After Sisi left, Fei Jie started chatting with Su Yu.
They chatted about their experiences in Danzhou and Kyoto over the past few months.
Of course, Danzhou was relatively peaceful, and nothing much happened.
The main question was about Su Yu's activities in Kyoto.
Although Su Yu had already mentioned many of these things in her previous correspondence with them.
But after all, Fei Jie and Fan Xian both agreed on this.
Su Yu was always sparing with words in his letters, just as Wu Zhu was sparing with words when he spoke.
So Fei Jie and Fan Xian pulled Su Yu aside and asked her many more questions.
Regarding how he transformed Fan Ruoruo into the goddess of Nanqing.
And how did it happen so quickly in just over a month?
Subtly and gradually, he made everyone in Kyoto aware of his existence as a miracle doctor.
You need to know these things.
In this era of limited information, it is inherently difficult to achieve.
What's more, he did it in such a short time.
However, Su Yu only mentioned it lightly and glossed over it.
Only a few words were left behind; the story is long.
Fei Jie and Fan Xian both covered their faces at the same time.
In an instant, I felt that they shouldn't have asked Su Yu.
The right way is to go to a teahouse and listen to storytellers.
They chatted for quite a while longer.
Fan Xian then began to get down to business.
He obediently massaged Su Yu's back.
He grinned, revealing one corner of his mouth.
"Sir, I'd like to discuss something with you..."
Su Yu smiled, knowing exactly what he was going to say.
He nodded and said calmly.
"Ah."
"Go ahead."
Fan Xian smiled sweetly, blinking his big eyes.
"Sir, could Uncle Wuzhu stay with you?"
Su Yu looked at Fan Xian quietly and smiled slightly.
"Okay."
Seeing that the gentleman agreed so easily.
Fan Xian breathed a sigh of relief, secretly delighted.
Sure enough, my husband is easy to talk to and treats me very well.
They are always willing to help others without expecting anything in return.
Fan Xian rolled his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then spoke frankly.
"Sir, I should actually pay the rent."
"Even close brothers should keep clear accounts."
Then, frowning, he said in a pained tone.
"Alas, it's a pity I'm new to Kyoto and have no money."
"I have no choice..."
Before Fan Xian could even utter a word...
Su Yu smiled gently and said frankly.
"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry for the rent."
"When the bookstore does its year-end accounting, they'll just deduct it from your share of the profits."
Fan Xian froze, his smug smile vanishing abruptly.
He slapped his thigh, only then remembering that he also had a share of the bookstore's profits.
Playing the victim card (feigning poverty) doesn't really work for me.
So I silently slapped myself for my cheeky mouth.
Why bring that up again?
At this moment, I truly felt like crying but had no tears left. 6
Their money was gone before they even had a chance to warm it in their pockets. 7
Well, here I am! The money was gone before I even put it in my pocket!
Fei Jie watched Fan Xian silently from the side, his face flushing and turning pale.
I almost burst out laughing. 5
Looking at Su Yu, he silently gave her a thumbs up in his heart. 5
To deal with the little fox, the old wolf has to step in.
Blind Wu Zhu sat to the side with a blank expression throughout.
He turned sideways and quietly watched the three of them talk.
Before long, Fan Xian looked up at the sky and realized it was getting late.
So he respectfully bowed to Mr. Su, bid farewell, and returned home.
Actually, he really wanted to have dinner at the gentleman's house.
After all, it's been a long time since I've seen Mr.
We only chatted for a short while; it wasn't enough time to talk.
However, today is his first day at the Fan residence in the capital.