My First Husband After Transmigration

Chapter 30

After thinking for a moment, Yang Nianqing nodded: "In a life-or-death situation, it's better for one person to survive than for both of us to die. I shouldn't blame her. Actually, I didn't want her to die with me either."

Nangong Xue smiled: "It's good that you understand. If it had been a complete stranger who pried your hands apart back then, you certainly wouldn't have blamed her, because people are always more demanding of their friends than of strangers."

“Being demanding isn’t a bad thing. It shows that friends are more important to him than others,” Yang Nianqing finally smiled. “You’ll probably never find a perfect friend in your whole life. Everyone has a different personality. Since you’ve become friends, you should understand each other and not be too demanding, as long as he hasn’t betrayed you.”

Betraying your friends is always shameful.

Her noble phoenix eyes remained gentle yet melancholic. Nangong Xue gazed out the window and sighed softly, "Those who betray their friends will never have a good ending."

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The case made almost no progress. Since Zhang Mingchu's death was unrelated to Liu Yanyan, there was no way to investigate it. Could it really be that mysterious person who visited in the middle of the night? Unfortunately, apart from the dead Zhang Mingchu, no one had ever seen him, and now even Liu Yanyan, the only one who had ever heard his voice, was dead.

Besides the Ten Thousand Poisons Blood Palm, there must have been another important clue left on the corpse, but now the body has been destroyed by the murderer using incineration water.

All leads have gone cold again.

“It seems we have no choice but to start the investigation with the Ten Thousand Poisons Blood Palm,” Li You finally sighed and smiled bitterly. “It’s been almost half a month. Perhaps she has already found out some information. We might as well go back to Lin’an first.”

He Bi nodded: "That's fine."

"I wonder who will be the next unlucky one."

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After lunch, He Bi and Nangong Xue went upstairs to their rooms, but Yang Nianqing grabbed Li You and pulled him aside, saying, "Hey, can you lend me some money?"

Li You looked at her, his long eyelashes fluttering, and his handsome face revealed its usual amused expression: "What are you doing?"

"Stop asking, are you going to lend it to me or not?"

"No."

"What?" Yang Nianqing could hardly believe her ears, staring wide-eyed as she exclaimed, "Hey, you're clearly so rich, how come you're such a miser?"

“Lending you money would not benefit me at all, and I might even lose money,” Li You looked at her and suddenly sighed. “Besides, you are not my wife, so I don’t need to be reluctant to spend money on you.”

Yang Nianqing choked.

"Tch, forget it then. Do you think you're the only one with money?"

"Of course not, but you can only borrow from me now."

You know that too?! (A6)

Yang Nianqing was secretly annoyed and snorted coldly: "You really think I can only turn to you? Although He Bi might not necessarily lend it to me..."

“Wrong,” Li You interrupted, “Old He will definitely not lend it.”

"But there's also Brother Nangong. He's rich and a good person, and he would never be as... stingy as you!"

“Brother Nangong is naturally wealthy and a great philanthropist, so you should have thought of asking him first,” Li You said leisurely as he turned to the side. “But now you’ve come to me, so it’s not easy for you to ask, or you’re unwilling to borrow from him.”

Yang Nianqing was speechless. (4a)

For the first time, she realized that sometimes, a man being too smart isn't a good thing.

After a while.

"What a terrible friend," she muttered resentfully, suppressing her anger. "He's incredibly generous at places like Ruyu Tower, throwing money around like water, but he's stingy with his friends!"

Li You coughed, suppressing a laugh: "If you were one of them, of course you could. Men should be more generous to women."

"Hey, I'm a woman too!"

"Are you a woman?"

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Walking down the street, Yang Nianqing was carrying a lot of things. An extra-large plate, a jar of honey, a large bag of flour, and a jar of not-so-white "sugar." It turned out that the sugar refining and purification technology in the Song Dynasty was much worse. The "sugar" produced was pale yellow and the granules were much larger, nowhere near as good as modern sugar.

"This is so backward! Nobody sells milk anymore. I don't even know if honey will work... This sugar is terrible quality... Plates, flour... Oh, and eggs too!" (4f)

After taking inventory, she looked distressed and asked the person next to her for help: "Hey, can you carry some for me? I really can't carry any more."

Li You looked at the thing in her hand with great interest and answered decisively, "No."

Yang Nianqing couldn't help but mutter, "You insisted on coming along, and you're walking around empty-handed? Don't you know how to take care of a lady? Are you even a man?!"

Li You looked around and sighed: "Precisely because I am a man, wouldn't it be very embarrassing to carry these things around on the street?"

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Yang Nianqing was both annoyed and amused. She glared at him and said defiantly, "Forget it! You're too proud to admit it. Wait until I make something good, and you won't get to eat it!"

"So you were going to make food," Li You said, a look of sudden realization dawning on him. He then stared intently at her for a long while, murmuring, "At least she's starting to look somewhat like a woman."

Yang Nianqing choked. (The 3D version)

Before he knew it, everything was inexplicably in his hands.

“I really shouldn’t have come along,” Li You muttered to himself as he walked forward, shaking his head as he carried his things. “Old He is right, curiosity is my number one flaw.”

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A young man dressed in white, looking dashing and debonair, was carrying these odds and ends, which did seem rather incongruous and attracted the attention of passersby.

Yang Nianqing followed behind, finding it increasingly amusing.

Li You walked ahead without looking back, but suddenly said, "Is it that funny?"

Does he have eyes in the back of his head?!

Yang Nianqing felt a chill in her heart, afraid that he would be unhappy and throw the things back at her. She hurriedly followed and forced a smile: "Why would I laugh at you? I just think you are so handsome, a standard handsome man, you are charming no matter what you do. Look, all the girls over there are looking at you."

"Yeah."

MP is loved by everyone, the only problem is you won't take the picture! Yang Nianqing blinked, her face beaming with a bright smile: "Of course! Actually, the most gentlemanly man is the one who helps a lady carry her things..."

"really?"

"certainly."

Li You suddenly stopped and looked around: "But I think it would be more elegant to go empty-handed."

Yang Nianqing immediately hid her hands behind her back and took two steps back.

Li You smiled wryly and continued walking forward: "When a man is with a woman, he always suffers some losses."

Yang Nianqing followed, smiling, and said, "Because you are the most gentlemanly man, how could you let a little woman like me carry such a heavy thing?"

Li You sighed: "Wrong, I'm just a lecherous wolf and a lazy pig."

Volume Two: The Story of Beauties Who Forgot Each Other in the Jianghu

Updated on Shuxiang Chinese Website: 2008-02-26 10:50:37 Word Count: 4743

Stories are always easier to write. We often hear about people who travel back in time and get whatever they want, then show off their skills by creating a bunch of modern gadgets that leave the ancients in awe! But now, Yang Nianqing sadly discovers that ancient times are not as ideal as described in books. Many things and materials are unavailable, let alone making any high-end gadgets.

Touching the bag of substandard "white sugar," she was extremely frustrated—without cream, she couldn't even make a basic birthday cake. As for making cream, unfortunately, she didn't have enough knowledge yet, and she really regretted forgetting to bring some materials with her.

However, although a birthday cake is out of the question, a regular cake should be fine... Let's make the simplest cake possible. During this time, Yang Nianqing has tasted many exquisite pastries with the three wealthy people and found that although there are many pastries in the Song Dynasty, she seems to have never seen a cake before.

Nangong Xue probably hasn't eaten it either.

Just as she began to feel a little confident, she immediately lost heart—she had only ever watched her mother make it before, and had never actually tried it herself! Besides, in this ancient world, there were no microwaves or baking powder; she wondered if the inn's pot would produce the same result. It seemed a bit uncertain…

After thinking it over, Yang Nianqing regained her confidence.

Whether it's good or not, we'll only know after trying. Maybe I can really make a name for myself, open a cake shop, and then the business will boom, with chain stores all over the country, making me the "Cake King" of the Song Dynasty. Then I'll never have to worry about anything again, hahaha…

With lofty ideals in mind, she began to study programming.

Thinking back to how my mom used to do it, it seems like she would crack the eggs first... So, she also cracked a few eggs, separated the yolks from the whites, added sugar to each, and started whisking.

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Li You watched her bustling around with amusement: "What are you doing?"

Yang Nianqing raised her head triumphantly, resting her tired hands: "This is called a cake, it comes from the West... uh, from a Western country."

Li You's lips curled into a smile: "Interesting. How did you come up with the idea to do this?"

Yang Nianqing decided to tell him the truth: "Today is Brother Nangong's birthday. He is such a good person and also our friend. We should give him a gift."

Li You suddenly realized: "I see, but why didn't you make longevity noodles?"

“Hehe, so old-fashioned,” she pursed her lips, “The kind of birthday cake I make is specially for other people’s birthdays. We eat this for our birthdays.”

As I said this, I felt a little guilty. Could this really be considered a birthday cake?

Li You watched her with great interest for a while, then suddenly turned and left: "In that case, I won't disturb you any longer. Take your time."

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"Alright!" Yang Nianqing wiped the sweat from her face and happily lifted the lid of the steamer.

Stunned.

"This..." She stared wide-eyed at the object on the plate, bewildered. "The egg whites weren't beaten properly? Oh dear... It's all because this place is so backward; they don't even sell baking powder!"

After a while.

She coughed twice, then carefully examined the dish, leaned closer and took a long breath, muttering to herself, "It's alright, but it looks a bit ugly... It smells pretty good though... but... it's just too awful."

"Is it done?" a magnetic voice asked.

I knew who it was without even looking.

"This?" Li You examined the "pancake" carefully for a while, a smile gradually appearing in his long, slender eyes. "This is what you called...cake?"

"Uh...yes," Yang Nianqing said somewhat awkwardly, "it seems I didn't do a good job..."

Li You coughed and said, "It seems so."

Yang Nianqing immediately sat down dejectedly, muttering, "I've only ever seen others do it before... I have no practical experience..."