Chapter 370: Loquat syrup (2)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 370: Loquat syrup (2)
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She scooped a spoonful of the thick, sticky paste into the water, stirred it evenly, and drank it.
A sweet flavor mixed with medicinal taste filled her mouth. It wasn’t hard to drink—much easier than typical medicine, though of course it couldn’t be compared to honey water.
After taking it, Mr. Wang Caiwei clearly felt some relief.
During the rest of the class, the number of times she coughed decreased noticeably.
The other three young women from the Yuan clan in the classroom all noticed this clear change.
When it was time for a break, the three gathered around Wei Ruo and asked,
“Miss Wei, where did you buy that loquat syrup? Could you tell me where? I’d like to buy some too.”
The one who asked was the seventh young lady of the Yuan family, Yuan Qiniang. The two beside her were Yuan Jiuniang and Yuan Shiniang.
The three were not born of the same parents, only from the same clan. Their order was based on their ranking within the family.
The three were similar in age and were the most outstanding young women of this generation of the Yuan family, so they were chosen to attend Master Wang Caiwei’s lessons at Tianqin Garden.
As members of a collateral branch of the Yuan family, their own private tutors were still a notch below Master Wang Caiwei. That was why, when Madam Yuan said she would select girls from the clan to attend Mr. Wang Caiwei’s lessons, all the girls in the clan wanted to come. In the end, Madam Yuan specifically chose these three who were similar in age to Wei Ruo.
After arriving, the three of them also cherished this opportunity very much, and thus were always polite to Wei Ruo, who attended the lessons with them.
Usually, if nothing special happened, they wouldn’t take the initiative to disturb Wei Ruo. They wouldn’t ask about Wei Ruo’s affairs, and even if Wei Ruo was absent, they wouldn’t say a word about it.
Today was a rare occasion where they eagerly pursued Wei Ruo to ask about something.
“What do you need the loquat syrup for?” Wei Ruo asked.
“To be honest with you, Miss Wei, our grandmother has been coughing non-stop today. We invited a physician and she took medicine, but there was no improvement. I’m worried. Just now I saw that after the teacher took the loquat syrup you gave her, her coughing clearly got better, so I’d like to buy some for my grandmother to try,” Yuan Qiniang explained.
“My mother also has a cough these days. I want to buy a jar for her too,” Yuan Jiuniang added.
“No need to buy it. I’ll bring two jars for you when I return,” Wei Ruo said.
“That wouldn’t be proper. Miss Wei, please just tell us where you bought it, and we’ll buy it ourselves,” Yuan Qiniang said.
“This loquat syrup was made by myself. It’s not sold elsewhere,” Wei Ruo explained.
“Miss Wei, you know how to make loquat syrup?” The three of them all showed surprised expressions at the same time.
“I used to live in the countryside. An old lady taught me,” Wei Ruo casually made up a reason.
After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Qiniang spoke, “Then we can’t just take it for nothing. Can I exchange something with you?”
Taking it for free wouldn’t feel right, but giving silver directly to buy it from Wei Ruo would seem too vulgar. Yuan Qiniang thought for a bit and decided that exchanging was the most appropriate.
“It’s fine. Since we are fellow students, there’s no need to be so polite. I said I would give it to you, so I’ll give it to you,” Wei Ruo said.
As she spoke, Wei Ruo called over Xiumei and instructed her to fetch three jars of loquat syrup from the carriage.
Wei Ruo had made quite a bit at once. She usually only carried one jar on her person since more would be too heavy. She stored several more in the carriage just in case.
Xiumei came and went quickly and soon brought back three jars of loquat syrup—identical white porcelain jars with blue patterns.
Wei Ruo gave one jar to each of the three girls.
A sweet flavor mixed with medicinal taste filled her mouth. It wasn’t hard to drink—much easier than typical medicine, though of course it couldn’t be compared to honey water.
After taking it, Mr. Wang Caiwei clearly felt some relief.
During the rest of the class, the number of times she coughed decreased noticeably.
The other three young women from the Yuan clan in the classroom all noticed this clear change.
When it was time for a break, the three gathered around Wei Ruo and asked,
“Miss Wei, where did you buy that loquat syrup? Could you tell me where? I’d like to buy some too.”
The one who asked was the seventh young lady of the Yuan family, Yuan Qiniang. The two beside her were Yuan Jiuniang and Yuan Shiniang.
The three were not born of the same parents, only from the same clan. Their order was based on their ranking within the family.
The three were similar in age and were the most outstanding young women of this generation of the Yuan family, so they were chosen to attend Master Wang Caiwei’s lessons at Tianqin Garden.
As members of a collateral branch of the Yuan family, their own private tutors were still a notch below Master Wang Caiwei. That was why, when Madam Yuan said she would select girls from the clan to attend Mr. Wang Caiwei’s lessons, all the girls in the clan wanted to come. In the end, Madam Yuan specifically chose these three who were similar in age to Wei Ruo.
After arriving, the three of them also cherished this opportunity very much, and thus were always polite to Wei Ruo, who attended the lessons with them.
Usually, if nothing special happened, they wouldn’t take the initiative to disturb Wei Ruo. They wouldn’t ask about Wei Ruo’s affairs, and even if Wei Ruo was absent, they wouldn’t say a word about it.
Today was a rare occasion where they eagerly pursued Wei Ruo to ask about something.
“What do you need the loquat syrup for?” Wei Ruo asked.
“To be honest with you, Miss Wei, our grandmother has been coughing non-stop today. We invited a physician and she took medicine, but there was no improvement. I’m worried. Just now I saw that after the teacher took the loquat syrup you gave her, her coughing clearly got better, so I’d like to buy some for my grandmother to try,” Yuan Qiniang explained.
“My mother also has a cough these days. I want to buy a jar for her too,” Yuan Jiuniang added.
“No need to buy it. I’ll bring two jars for you when I return,” Wei Ruo said.
“That wouldn’t be proper. Miss Wei, please just tell us where you bought it, and we’ll buy it ourselves,” Yuan Qiniang said.
“This loquat syrup was made by myself. It’s not sold elsewhere,” Wei Ruo explained.
“Miss Wei, you know how to make loquat syrup?” The three of them all showed surprised expressions at the same time.
“I used to live in the countryside. An old lady taught me,” Wei Ruo casually made up a reason.
After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Qiniang spoke, “Then we can’t just take it for nothing. Can I exchange something with you?”
Taking it for free wouldn’t feel right, but giving silver directly to buy it from Wei Ruo would seem too vulgar. Yuan Qiniang thought for a bit and decided that exchanging was the most appropriate.
“It’s fine. Since we are fellow students, there’s no need to be so polite. I said I would give it to you, so I’ll give it to you,” Wei Ruo said.
As she spoke, Wei Ruo called over Xiumei and instructed her to fetch three jars of loquat syrup from the carriage.
Wei Ruo had made quite a bit at once. She usually only carried one jar on her person since more would be too heavy. She stored several more in the carriage just in case.
Xiumei came and went quickly and soon brought back three jars of loquat syrup—identical white porcelain jars with blue patterns.
-white porcelain jars with blue patterns
Wei Ruo gave one jar to each of the three girls.
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