There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

How easy is it to actually weave a pair of stockings from silk reeling, bit by bit?

However, since craft recipes are intangible, the transactions are undoubtedly much more complicated, and it is difficult to persuade the foreign merchant in front of you by gestures alone.

Therefore, Jiang Mo turned his pleading gaze to Hu Yuer.

"What 'shou' and 'fish'? I'm sorry, please forgive my ignorance, I didn't understand what you were trying to say..."

Hu Yuer, clearly bewildered, looked ashamed.

As the eldest daughter of Huoyu Manor, she was naturally not an illiterate barbarian. However, no matter how well-read she was, she was still stunned by Jiang Mo's words.

Because that saying comes from the "Huainanzi", it probably hasn't even appeared yet, let alone become widely known!

Jiang Mo was also stunned for a moment before belatedly realizing the problem, and couldn't help but touch his nose awkwardly.

The simulated copies of the old books are always surprisingly realistic in these details.

For Jiang Mo, a visitor from later times, many familiar idioms and proverbs had not yet appeared in the pre-Qin era.

Even if there was a prototype, it was not as widely circulated as it was in later generations.

Jiang Mo couldn't possibly know the origin of every single idiom, so when he spoke in a slightly more literary way, the situation just now would occur.

Fortunately, Yan Ling Ji was there to help cover things up:

"Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime." This is a proverb from the Central Plains, meaning that giving someone a live fish is not as good as teaching them how to fish. The former may solve a temporary problem, but the latter is the foundation of one's livelihood...

With a hint of smugness on her pretty face, Yan Lingji adopted a rather literary tone and earnestly explained to Hu Yuer.

As she spoke, she glanced at Jiang Mo.

Her bright eyes sparkled with a hint of smugness, as if she were showing off to Jiang Mo: Look, when it comes to being knowledgeable, reasonable, and well-informed, this young lady is no less than Sister Yu'er.

She completely forgot that Jiang Mo was the one who taught her that phrase.

"I see. These words do indeed contain profound meaning. You are truly learned, young master. I have learned a great deal from you."

Seeing Yan Lingji's smug look, Hu Yuer couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Originally, she just felt that Jiang Mo's words and actions were strangely familiar, so she intentionally approached him to find out if he had any brothers, but she did not expect to have an unexpected gain.

"However, I only have a superficial understanding of the Hu language."

"I can only try my best, and I cannot guarantee that I can fully convey what you want to express to the other party. Please forgive me if there are any omissions."

Without refusing Jiang Mo's request, Hu Yu'er sighed softly as she spoke:

“My younger sister is quite fluent in the language of the Hu people. She has been in charge of most of the trade negotiations with Hu merchants in the past. If Mei’er were here, she might be able to help you negotiate a lower price…”

My younger sister, Mei'er?

Could it be referring to Lady Hu?

Just call her over. Could it be that Lady Hu is...?

What was said in jest was taken seriously by Jiang Mo. A thought struck him, and he couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Are you perhaps referring to the Second Miss? Is she not in the manor at the moment?"

Hu Yuer seemed to realize she had spoken out of turn, and covered her mouth with her hand, smiling but not answering.

Yan Lingji, standing beside him, glared at Jiang Mo and said in a low voice, "You seem quite disappointed at not being able to see the Second Miss~"

"Trading, just about trading..."

Jiang Mo coughed lightly, then looked away somewhat guiltily, forcibly steer the conversation back to trade with the Hu merchants.

Hu Yuer was being modest.

She said she only had a superficial understanding of the Hu language, but just by relying on the young lady of Huoyu Manor's agility, she saved Jiang Mo and the other person a lot of trouble in their transaction.

It gave the two of them a very pleasant shopping experience.

When it was time to say goodbye, Yan Lingji was still a little reluctant to part with "Sister Yu'er" whom she had just met.

After smiling and waving goodbye to the two, Hu Yuer walked to a secluded spot and gave a wry smile.

"Was I just being paranoid? Indeed, that boy has been serving tea and water to Mei'er and being bossed around at the manor. He has no time to get to know Sister Yan'er."

Looking up at the clear sky, she couldn't help but furrow her brows:

"That girl Mei'er is really something, insisting on finding some unique birthday gift. I wonder where she's gone off to, and the birthday banquet is just around the corner..."

Meanwhile, Jiang Mo and his companion returned to their room with bags and packages.

While Jiang Mo was unpacking the various things he had bought, Yan Lingji had already sat on the edge of the bed, holding a parchment scroll and reading something with great interest.

This was also one of the things the two of them got from their shopping trip.

It wasn't a treasure map at all; it just recorded some rumors and stories from the martial arts world. It was material that a foreign merchant was preparing to take back to the Western Regions to boast about and attract investment.

However, Yan Lingji took a liking to it and bought it after much pleading and cajoling.

"Third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, grandmaster... these are the classifications of martial arts levels, but they're not intuitive at all?"

The parchment scrolls were not written in the script of the Hu people, but in the script commonly used in Korea.

However, it was still quite difficult for Yan Lingji to read. After muttering to herself for a while, she couldn't help but move closer to Jiang Mo.

He handed the parchment to the other person and said as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

“Amo, read it to me.”

Jiang Mo, who was examining the strange bird egg, didn't even lift his eyelids, and calmly replied, "When I was teaching you to recognize Korean characters, you didn't study properly. Now you know to come to me? Sorry, I'm busy~"

Yan Lingji couldn't help but pout, grabbing Jiang Mo's arm and shaking it, her face showing a coquettish expression.

Jiang Mo, however, remained completely unmoved, despite his intense concentration.

With a slight shift in her gaze, Yan Lingji recalled the scene she had just witnessed, imagining how the Hu dancers would coax and fawn over customers when they wanted them to buy something.

Looking up at Jiang Mo, who was staring intently at her, Yan Lingji felt a surge of desire.

She tried to hold the other person's hand and shake it slightly, acting coquettishly.

Seeing that Jiang Mo remained unmoved, she quietly took his hand and placed it on her thigh...

"Ok?"

The soft touch from his fingertips instantly drew Jiang Mo's attention to Yan Lingji beside him. He subconsciously applied a little pressure and felt an amazing elasticity. His hand moved slightly across the burning hot skin, and soon he touched a special silky smooth sensation.

Jiang Mo was very familiar with that feel; it was the unique feel of the Jade Hidden Cicada Socks.

Unlike what I was used to, in addition to the feel of the stockings that belonged to the Jade Hidden Cicada Socks, it also had the firm, tender, and elastic feel of a girl's legs.

It's truly irresistible.

They had no desire to continue studying bird eggs.

But just as Jiang Mo instinctively tried to touch her, Yan Lingji raised her hand and pressed down on his restless palm, then handed him the parchment scroll: "Read~"

"Martial arts masters are divided into first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate below the innate and grandmaster levels."

"The first-rate practitioners have mastered all eight extraordinary meridians, their internal energy flowing like a never-ending river; the second-rate practitioners have mastered one of the eight meridians, each with its own strengths; the third-rate practitioners have only superficial skills..."

The rhythmic sound of reading aloud echoed in the room.

Yan Lingji, however, was somewhat distracted. Watching Jiang Mo obediently follow orders, she couldn't help but think about what Wei had said earlier:

Men always have some strange and unique quirks.

For example, feet and legs.

Suddenly, Yan Lingji seemed to understand why Jiang Mo insisted that she wear shoes and socks when they came to Huoyu Manor.

What's that saying again? Different people have different opinions!

It must be because he likes it that he thinks others should too...

"Amo, according to the records here, what level of masters do you think we are in the martial arts world?"

"Vulgar, oh no, I mean above second-rate."

Yan Ling Ji: ?

Chapter 46 Please, Your Excellency, play the zither for the Fire Rain Lord.

Jiang Mo and his group, who had traveled over mountains and valleys, did not arrive early.

The group had only stayed at Huoyu Manor for two days when the day of the birthday banquet arrived, and the lively and festive atmosphere in the manor reached an unprecedented level.

Everyone wore a joyful expression, and lanterns and decorations were everywhere.

However, what Jiang Mo was quite concerned about was that the second young lady of Huoyu Manor, the future Beauty Hu, and now Hu Meier, had never shown up.

Judging from Hu Yuer's appearance, there seems to be more to the story.

Jiang Mo did try to see if he could trigger any side quests, but whether he asked Yan Lingji to do so or had her do it indirectly, he was unsuccessful.

On the contrary, his excessive concern displeased Yan Lingji.

Jiang Mo was severely punished that very day: he was made to wear the black jade silk stockings that Jiang Mo had been longing for and walk around, but he was not allowed to touch them.

Jiang Mo could only gaze longingly at the black stockings, unable to obtain them, and could only sigh in vain.

After his attempts failed, Jiang Mo could only conclude that his reputation at Fire Rain Manor was probably insufficient to trigger the next part of the story.

There are definitely some regrets.

After all, although Hu Meiren had few scenes in the original anime, her figure and appearance left a deep impression on the audience. Jiang Mo originally thought that even if he couldn't see her charming style from the anime, he could at least see her pretty appearance when he came to Huoyu Manor.

Unexpectedly, the other party wasn't at the manor. Under Yan Lingji's wary gaze, Jiang Mo could only silently console himself:

Let's explore the rest of the story later.

Huo Yu Gong's birthday banquet began in the evening, with guests from all over the country gathering in Tingpu Pavilion.

Listening to the Waterfall Pavilion, a rather elegant name.

As the largest and most luxurious banquet hall in Huoyu Mountain Villa, it is built in a superb location. Not only is it situated on a high ground with a wide view, overlooking the prosperity of the villa, but it also offers a panoramic view of the cascading waterfall below the cliff.

If you calm your mind and concentrate, you can even faintly hear the sound of the mountain river crashing down with tremendous force, shattering into a sky full of water vapor amidst the thunderous roar.

The grandeur of nature is just a window away.

The name of the waterfall is entirely true.

However, today the guests were unable to appreciate the beauty of listening to the waterfall by the window, as the entire banquet was filled with melodious orchestral music.