After carefully inspecting each item and ensuring everything was in order, Lao Zhang addressed the group as they prepared to leave. Turning to Lin Wan’er (ni), he remarked, “Miss, the old servant has brought back a total of eighty-three items from Northern Europe, and they are all ounted for.” Lin Wan’er (ni) nodded in acknowledgment but quickly urged, “Please hurry and bring me my Chenghua blue and white sea water pot with the dragon pattern.”<fn0d43> Fresh chapters posted on Find[?]ovel</fn0d43>


    “Miss, just a moment!” Lao Zhang replied, swiftly searching among the eighty-three items. He soon produced a blue and white porcin pot, roughly the size of a basketball, and presented it to Lin Wan’er (ni).


    Upon opening the lid, a delightful aroma of tea wafted out.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) retrieved a piece of Pu’er tea cake from within and couldn’t help but exim, “I’ve been eagerly anticipating this for so many days, and it’s finally here!” With that, she grabbed the teapot sitting on the charcoal fire, emptied its contents, and prepared to slice a piece of Pu’er tea cake with her tea knife.


    However, as the knife touched the cake, she hesitated and murmured, “This is thest piece…”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Noticing her reluctance, Lao Zhang quickly interjected, “Miss, didn’t you mention wanting to enjoy thest piece earlier? You shouldn’t worry about it anymore.”


    With a soft sigh, Lin Wan’er (ni) gazed at the tea cake and said, “Let’s save thisst piece. I want to brew it myself on the day when I can bepletely honest with him and share it with him.”


    The three elderly men exchanged rmed nces, and Lao Zhang bowed respectfully before asking, “Miss, do you truly intend to be open with that gentleman?”


    “Yes,” Lin Wan’er (ni) replied earnestly. “He saved my life, and we share amon enemy. If the opportunity presents itself, I should reveal my whole story to him. Only then can we genuinely coborate.”


    Excitedly, she continued, “By the way, Lao Qiu, you asked Sister Xian to purchase a wooden table measuring one foot by eight feet, as well as a piece of rice paper of the same dimensions and two pieces of the finest Hui ink. I want to create a painting.”


    Qiu Yingshan expressed his astonishment, “Miss, are you really nning to create a painting that’s one foot by eight feet long? Isn’t that quite an undertaking?”


    In the realm of traditional Chinese painting, a measurement of one zhang and eight chi trantes to about six meters long and two and a half meters wide, making it one of thergest formats in this art form. Such a grand scale requires immense effort, a truebor of love.


    Lin Wan’er (ni) responded with determination, “It’s fine. I have too many scenes I want to depict, and one foot by eight feet will just barely suffice. Plus, I have at least twenty days to take my time with it, so there’s no need to worry.”


    Hearing this, Qiu Yingshan nodded respectfully, “Understood, Miss. I will ensure that Xian takes care of it shortly!”