Chapter 14: First Volume, Chapter 14: Preparation for Sugar Production

First Volume, Chapter 14: Preparation for Sugar Production

Xiao Xiangxiang had long heard of the events at today's Poetry Contest and originally held boundless admiration, but upon seeing Qin Feng return home and reveal his true colors—utterly lacking the demeanor of a high minister's Young Master, instead acting like a street thug—she couldn't help but sneer.

Unfortunately, she was merely a Maid, how could she dare to criticize her Young Master?

Besides, such matters naturally fell to Liu Hongyan to correct; she had no right to speak.

So she massaged Qin Feng's waist and pounded his legs while dispatching other Maids to boil the sugar water he loved most.

Qin Feng rolled over, directly placing his feet in Xiao Xiangxiang's lap, lazily saying: "So soft."

Xiao Xiangxiang immediately blushed crimson but could only lower her head and endure Qin Feng's antics.

After all, entering the Qin Residence as a Maid meant surrendering her very life; a few moments of her Young Master's mischief were simply to be endured.

A fat Maid placed the sugar water beside the bed and whispered: "Young Master, the sugar water is ready."

Qin Feng glanced at the fat Maid; having eaten too many rare delicacies lately, he found her unappetizing and waved her away, then spun one hundred eighty degrees on the spot.

His legs, which had been in Xiao Xiangxiang's lap, now became his head resting on her slender, soft thighs, like an immature child, lazily saying: "Feed me."

Xiao Xiangxiang could only blush and lift the sugar water, carefully blowing away the steam before feeding it into Qin Feng's mouth.

This life of having clothes handed to him and food brought to his mouth was, for Qin Feng—who had labored his entire life—an utterly divine pleasure.

Recalling phrases like "wine pools and meat forests, drunk and dreaming…" Qin Feng's eyes gleamed with excitement, vowing to experience every single one of them in this lifetime!

What was that saying again?

—Evil feudal life must be thoroughly condemned…

"Pfft, this isn't plain water?"

While fantasizing about a wonderful life, he tasted the sugar water—utterly bland—and immediately spat it out, waving his hand and ordering: "Too weak. Add more sugar."

Xiao Xiangxiang looked troubled: "Young Master, the Rear Kitchen… has no sugar left."

At this, Qin Feng grabbed Xiao Xiangxiang hard on her body, ignoring her startled scream, and snapped:

"It's just sugar? Does the mighty Qin Residence really not afford a bit of sugar? I think you're deliberately taking revenge on me!"

"Huh?" Xiao Xiangxiang turned pale with fear, nervously saying, "Even with a hundred times my courage, I would never dare to retaliate against Young Master! Sugar Frost is too expensive—even the Qin Residence can afford it—but the Red Sugar production areas lie along the Border, constantly plagued by Di ambushes and plundering, drastically reducing output. Now even in Jingdu, it's available only at high prices with no supply."

"I hear all major trading houses are hoarding it, driving prices up. Before long, Sugar Frost's price will surge further, and you'll need connections just to buy it."

Hearing this, Qin Feng was both astonished and amused—just sugar? Did it really need to be this dramatic?

Wait!

Qin Feng suddenly realized something, leaping up in wild excitement: "That's right! Here there's only Red Sugar—no true White Sugar!"

Xiao Xiangxiang looked utterly confused—White Sugar? Isn't Red Sugar always red? She'd never heard sugar could be white.

Before Xiao Xiangxiang could react, Qin Feng scooped her up in his arms.

Xiao Xiangxiang was already slender and petite, and now held in a princess carry, her heart felt like it would burst from her throat.

Qin Feng spun her around, shouting: "Hahaha! I'm going to get rich!"

Xiao Xiangxiang, terrified of being thrown off, instinctively clung to Qin Feng's neck, her cheeks burning crimson, her whole body hot as if feverish.

Noticing Xiao Xiangxiang's shy, flustered gaze, Qin Feng finally stopped, squinted, and pressed his face almost against hers, sternly saying: "Why are you blushing? Are you deliberately taking advantage of This Young Master?"

"Huh?"

Xiao Xiangxiang had never met such a shameless person—he had picked her up, yet now blamed her! She was so humiliated and enraged she nearly fainted.

Qin Feng had no time for this little Maid—he tossed her onto the bed, tossed all propriety aside, and bellowed:

"Xiaofu! Qin Xiaofu, get your ass over here right now!"

Qin Xiaofu, thinking something had happened, rushed in brandishing a stick in a dog-like sprint. Seeing Xiao Xiangxiang collapsed on the bed, disheveled and half-naked, his small eyes widened and he growled: "Bold lowly Maid! How dare you attempt to seduce the Young Master!"

At these words, Xiao Xiangxiang nearly fainted from rage.

No wonder the Young Master valued Qin Xiaofu so much—master and servant were equally shameless!

Qin Feng grabbed Qin Xiaofu, claiming he had fiercely resisted and preserved his Chastity—none of that mattered; he ordered Qin Xiaofu to gather every last bit of Red Sugar in the residence.

"Young Master, why do you need so much Red Sugar?" Qin Xiaofu looked bewildered.

Qin Feng kicked him without hesitation—couldn't he control Liu Hongyan, but couldn't he control you? Stop asking so many questions—just go get it!

Qin Xiaofu rubbed his head with a sheepish grin and scurried off, gathering all the Red Sugar in the Qin Residence—only about three catties.

That wasn't enough!

"Sigh, as a rich second-generation, I have to fund my own startup…"

Qin Feng sighed, reluctantly digging into his own pocket, ordering Qin Xiaofu to urgently buy ten more catties on the street, and summoning Liu Hongyan.

Liu Hongyan had already heard Qin Feng was ransacking the entire residence for Red Sugar—even if he loved sugar, he couldn't indulge without restraint! Wasn't he afraid of getting sick of it?

Arriving at Qin Feng's Xiaoyuan, she saw six catties of Red Sugar piled on the ground and frowned slightly: "Qin Feng, what are you up to now? Why gather so much Red Sugar?"

Qin Feng seized Liu Hongyan's slender hand; before she could scold him, he said solemnly: "Sister! I'm about to get rich, but I'm broke—I urgently need financial aid."

Liu Hongyan snorted, yanking her hand free, and tapped his forehead: "I don't think you're about to get rich—you're just itching for another beating. What nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight? Besides, didn't you swindle a fortune at the Poetry Contest? What do you need me for?"

"What do you mean 'swindle'? I earned it fairly… cough, that's not important! My money can only go in, not out—also not important! Sister, do you believe me? I can turn Red Sugar into White Sugar!"

Watching Qin Feng's mad behavior, Liu Hongyan felt deep concern—had the events at the Poetry Contest been a final flicker before collapse?

Had this brat truly had his brain frozen by the river water? Commonly called brain-damaged?

She must urgently hire the best Physician to treat Qin Feng's head.

Liu Hongyan gently stroked Qin Feng's head and whispered softly: "Good boy, stop talking nonsense. There's no such thing as White Sugar in this world. Don't worry—sister will sell every last coin to cure your head."

Qin Feng shoved her hand away, jumping in desperation: "My head's fine! It's real! Fine—let's sign a contract: fifty-fifty profit split when it's done!"