Chapter 2

Being escorted out of the house, it was inevitably a bit awkward.

Hao Fenglou felt as if a cooked duck had suddenly flown away. Just a moment ago, he was still a young master, but how long had it been since he was scolded for no reason and then became nothing?

Hao Wu, along with his son Hao San, escorted Hao Fenglou to the main gate. Hao Wu, with a look of reluctance, said, "Young Master... Master is in a bad mood now, don't upset him further. Go out and hide for a while."

Hao Fenglou nodded and said, "Uncle Hao, I know you've always been the best to me."

Hao Wu nodded with great reluctance and said, "Take care, Young Master."

Hao Fenglou said emotionally, "Uncle Hao, I still remember when I was a child, you let me sit on your shoulders and ride around the courtyard. Back then, I knew Uncle Hao treated me like his own son."

Hao Wu was on the verge of tears and said, "Young Master, take care of yourself out there. Don't cause any more trouble."

Hao Fenglou took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Hao has been so good to me. Can you lend me some silver? Ten or twenty taels, Uncle Hao, even though your monthly salary isn't much, but after all these years in the Hao family, you can easily lend me twenty or thirty taels..."

Hao Wu's expression immediately changed, his old face became numb, and his tone became much more neutral, "Young Master, remember to come back in two or three years. By then, Master's anger might have subsided."

Hao Fenglou said, "If not, even five taels would do. Alright, for our friendship, give me five hundred cash coins."

Hao Wu slammed the door shut, leaving Hao Fenglou with a closed door in his face.

Hao Fenglou's face was once again completely ruined.

What kind of people are these? After more than ten years of friendship, they wouldn't even lend five hundred copper coins. The world is truly in decline; this world is not suitable for a pure soul like me.

Hao Fenglou was at a loss for a moment. The golden rice bowl was gone, the long-term meal ticket was gone, and he couldn't be a young master anymore. Now, with no money, being escorted out of the house, losing face was a small matter, but going hungry was a big one.

He noticed the fan still tucked in his waist, so he pulled it out, opened it impatiently, and fanned himself irritably. A great lover like him, reduced to this state, what should he do? The love manual his master taught him didn't seem to mention what to do after crossing over.

It looks like everything can only depend on himself.

Just then, a side door opened a crack, and Xiao Xiang emerged from the gap.

Hao Fenglou's hope was rekindled. He thought, perhaps his parents couldn't bear it and were going to invite him back.

Hahaha, the long-term meal ticket is back.

Xiao Xiang smiled and said, "Young Master, I told you, you're finished."

Hao Fenglou quickly asked, "Did Master have any message for you, or did Lady have anything to tell you?"

Xiao Xiang said seriously, "I was eating when Lady called me."

Hao Fenglou hurriedly asked, "What did Lady say? Did she say to invite this Young Master back home?"

Xiao Xiang shook her head, put her hands behind her back, and pouted, "Lady said that having a son like you is a disgrace to the family. So Lady decided to let you suffer a bit. If you want to come back, you must bring Miss Lu back first. So, Young Master, you need to go to Zhenjiang, sincerely apologize to the Lu family, and reform yourself. Only then, from the Lu family..."

Bring back Miss Lu...

What a daunting task!

Hao Fenglou was somewhat dismissive. What was so special about Miss Lu? Did she have flowers on her face? Why must he marry her?

But now, even Lady was heartless. To get back the long-term meal ticket, he had to win over the Lu family's daughter. Otherwise, he would have to become a beggar.

Hao Fenglou's competitive spirit was also ignited. Although he had crossed over, as a great lover, if his fiancée was about to run away, this was unacceptable. If she really ran away, wouldn't he, Hao Fenglou, be a fraud?

Hao Fenglou suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Xiao Xiang, since Lady wants this Young Master to bring back Miss Lu, did Lady give any funds? You mustn't hide them; embezzlement will result in a broken leg."

Xiao Xiang, confused, asked, "What are funds?"

Hao Fenglou patiently explained, "I need to go to Zhenjiang, so I need travel expenses, right? I need money for food and drink along the way. When I arrive at the Lu family, I should buy a few gifts. Can a future son-in-law show up empty-handed?"

Xiao Xiang was taken aback, "Young Master, Lady didn't give any funds."

What...

Hao Fenglou's heart sank to the bottom again. This was a trap. Even in a game, a weak NPC would give a quest item. A mother giving such a difficult task to her son without any funds? Was he supposed to beg all the way to Zhenjiang?

Hao Fenglou's face was thick-skinned, but not thick enough to beg everyone he met, saying, "Please, give me a few coins."

Seeing Hao Fenglou's changed expression, Xiao Xiang smiled and said, "But I do have a few taels of silver. Lady said not to spend money recklessly. Girls should save for their dowry. I saved and saved, and finally, I saved a few taels of silver..."

Hao Fenglou was stunned and looked up and down at Xiao Xiang.

Xiao Xiang reached into her chest and, after much effort, pulled out a red handkerchief. She opened the handkerchief, revealing a layer of oiled paper. She peeled off the oiled paper, revealing a few layers of grass paper. She opened the grass paper, and finally, a few small pieces of silver appeared. Her eyes were misty, and she said, "Young Master, this is my dowry..."

Hao Fenglou resisted the temptation and took a deep breath, "This... doesn't seem right. Why do I feel like I'm taking advantage of you?"

Xiao Xiang widened her eyes, her gaze flickering, and said, "Young Master... don't go to do hard labor. You can't carry a hundred-pound bag. And don't go begging. You have hands and feet, you won't get any food that way."

Hao Fenglou was speechless. He felt he couldn't keep up with this little girl's跳跃思维. Did he have to do hard labor or beg if he didn't take her money?

But to be honest... as a newcomer, the original Hao Fenglou was indeed a good-for-nothing. For now, he really only had the option of doing hard labor or begging.

What a melancholy situation.

Xiao Xiang added, "Lady said Xiao Xiang should be good to Young Master. If Young Master does something wrong, I should scold him, but if Young Master is in trouble, I can't just watch him fall into a fire pit."

Hao Fenglou was defeated. He actually felt a bit moved.

How weak-willed. It seemed he really wanted to be defeated by Xiao Xiang. Defeat meant he would have travel expenses, while victory meant he would have to beg along the way.

Hao Fenglou would rather be defeated again and again!

"Alright... consider it a debt I owe you. When you get married, I'll take care of it."

After a rough calculation, Xiao Xiang's silver wasn't much, only three taels. If he was frugal, it would be enough to get to Zhenjiang.

Hao Fenglou's heart was a bit gloomy. His future was uncertain, whether it would be good or bad.

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