The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 1062 - 886, Giving Gifts_2

The Qingyang Ranch these days was immensely bustling, with herders stopping by daily to inquire about pasture seeds.

Seeing the ranch transform from desolation to lush greenery, and its cattle and sheep population flourish, he was filled with such regret that he felt it in his guts.

Originally, the surrounding ranches were on sale, but once word got out that the Four Seasons Grain Store would be selling pasture seeds, no ranch owners wished to sell their lands any longer.

Now, even if he wanted to buy a ranch back, there were no opportunities.

What used to be a burden was suddenly becoming a hot commodity. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Xia Jianren frowned and said, "Xiao Yeyang better leave our Ganzhou Guard soon. Ever since he arrived, my joyous days have been few."

His aide glanced at Xia Jianren and stayed silent, bowing his head without speaking.

Just then, a servant walked in, "Sir, a servant from the Xiao Residence has brought you a Dragon Boat Festival gift."

Xia Jianren was visibly surprised. Xiao Yeyang had been in Ganzhou for several months, not offering a meal or drink to the local officials, a fact that Fan Tong from underneath had often gossiped about.

"Bring it here quickly. Let me have a look!"

Xia Jianren curiously eyed the bamboo basket brought by the servant, "This bamboo basket is quite unique." He said, and opened the lid.

Though the items inside were common, each was exceptionally exquisite.

A plum blossom porcelain jug for the wine, small and elegant;

The tea caddy was engraved with wonderfully auspicious patterns;

The embroidery on the sachets was vivid and exquisite;

Even the bamboo box for salty duck eggs was thoughtfully designed.

Glancing at the unremarkable rice dumplings and pastries the Wei Family had sent on the table, Xia Jianren immediately felt the stark difference when compared to those from the Xiao Family. He even felt a bit embarrassed for the Wei Family.

The aide sighed, "The Xiao Family truly lives up to their origins from the Prince Residence, having been exposed to so many refined goods—such common festival gifts made so tastefully beautiful."

Xia Jianren hummed in response, passed a rice dumpling to his aide, and opened one for himself. After taking a bite, he regretted giving one to his aide.

In his decades of life, the rice dumplings from the Xiao Residence were the best he had ever tasted.

The flavor lingered on the lips, a long aftertaste to savor.

Swallowing the soft, sweet rice dumpling, Xia Jianren saw his aide eyeing the items in the bamboo basket and promptly issued a dismissal, "I just remembered I have some matters to attend to. You may go now."

The aide didn’t leave immediately, his gaze fixed on the basket, the rice dumplings from the Xiao Residence too delectable to forget. He wanted to take a couple home to share with his mother and son.

Understanding his look, Xia Jianren would ordinarily have given some, but today, he felt unwilling—there were only a few dumplings from the Xiao Residence, and naturally, the best had to be reserved for himself and his family.

However, it would be rude to give nothing, so Xia Jianren handed over two rice dumplings the Ganzhou City Commander had sent.

The aide’s expression turned stiff. To be honest, the dumplings from the Ganzhou City Commander tasted much like those bought from outside—slightly larger in size, perhaps, but the texture paled in comparison to those from the Xiao Residence.

Knowing that Master Xia wouldn’t spare a Xiao Residence dumpling for him, the aide lamentably took the two dumplings, resealing the one from the Xiao Residence he had bitten into, intending to take it back for his mother to taste.

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Fan Residence.

The moment Fan Tong received the festive gift from the Xiao Residence, he couldn’t wait to open the wine jug. The fragrant aroma of the wine rushed to his nostrils, and the man with a fondness for liquor gulped down the entire jug of yellow wine.

Madam Fan, at his side, watched this display speechlessly.

Seeing the wine gone, Fan Tong couldn’t help but murmur, "This Mister Xiao is too miserly, couldn’t he have sent a bit more wine? Such a small jug, it’s barely enough to wet one’s teeth."

"With your capacity for drink, even a barrel wouldn’t suffice for you," Madam Fan responded, taking the delicate jug out of his hands, "Our daughter also loves her drink; in the future, we can use this to store her wine."

Fan Tong smacked his lips, "The wine from the Xiao Residence tastes even better than what’s sold at the Liang Family Tavern."

Madam Fan laughed, "The Liang Family Tavern may only be somewhat famous in Ganzhou City, but Mister Xiao and Madam Xiao come from a Prince Residence in Beijing. What fine things haven’t they seen or tasted? The goods from their hands, let’s not even talk about the Liang Family Tavern. Even the Wei Family from Liangdu probably can’t compete."

"I’m warning you, now that the Xiao Family is buying ranches and refurbishing wasteland, it’s clear they plan to stay around. In the Guard, you better not act against Mister Xiao."