Chapter 579: Chapter 579: The Costliness of Silk
In the clothing store, Nian Shutong casually looked at the clothes, but her attention was actually fixed on Miss Zhao because she wanted to know if the silk mentioned by Miss Zhao was the same as what she had in mind.
Miss Zhao was certainly a well-known major customer, as two sales guides surrounded her throughout, attending to her with tea and water.
Yet Miss Zhao seemed somewhat restless, looking in one direction.
It wasn’t long before a sales guide, wearing white gloves, came out with a black gift box in the direction Miss Zhao was looking.
Miss Zhao immediately stood up, asking the guide holding the box, "Is it this one?"
"Yes, I’ll open it for you now to take a look."
The guide professionally started to unpack a very large box, but inside, he took out a handkerchief the size of an embroidered handkerchief.
A white silk handkerchief unfolded smoothly in the hands of the guide, giving a full view to Miss Zhao on the opposite side, and to Nian Shutong as well.
It really was the same thing, except this silk handkerchief had undergone fine processing, and both touch and texture seemed nice.
The only pity was that it wasn’t new.
"Good, pack it up for me," Miss Zhao, fully satisfied, had the guide put away the silk handkerchief and she briskly paid and left.
Nian Shutong curiously asked a nearby sales attendant.
"How much is that silk handkerchief?"
"Seven hundred and eighty million." The attendant actually only told half the truth; even at this price, it was only available to familiar customers of the store.
Otherwise, such a handkerchief, if released, wouldn’t even be glimpsed by those not fast enough; its sales were almost as fast as "Shadowless."
"I see."
Nian Shutong didn’t continue to ask further, casually picked up two pieces of clothing, and Fu Yunhe, following her, paid and they left.
Once they stepped out of the clothing store, Fu Yunhe stepped forward next to Nian Shutong and asked, "After we go back, are you going to work on this silk?"
"Yes, that’s the plan."
Nian Shutong disclosed her plans to Fu Yunhe without any reservations.
"Not just the silk, but many other skills as well. I want to develop them so that when we apply for a Transfer Station, our Blue Star will be truly unique."
"Hmm, I’ve transferred all the profits from the gaming company into your account, meaning the money will directly go into your account starting next month," Fu Yunhe continued, "Human presence isn’t there, but the money certainly will be."
Nian Shutong was momentarily surprised, then turned to look at Fu Yunhe and said, "Good, keep it up, let’s aim to do even better."
The two chatted and laughed as they continued shopping.
Nian Shutong visited many shops and gained a better understanding of some luxury items.
So a small carving was so valuable.
So a small woven bamboo bowl was so valuable.
So a piece of embroidery with just one small flower was so valuable.
So a piece of pure natural fabric was so valuable.
Along the way, Nian Shutong’s plans in her mind gradually took shape.
She had all the skills, and it seemed it was time to go back and teach everyone some new life skills.
The two leisurely strolled for a long time, and instead of choosing to dine outside at noon, they opted to return to the courtyard they had bought.
At that moment, in the courtyard.
Fu Yunhe, wearing a short-sleeve shirt and shorts, was digging the ground.
"Plant roses all around. They are aesthetically pleasing and provide privacy."
Nian Shutong sat on a lounge chair with a large parasol above her, pointing here and there as she planned the layout of their small courtyard.
"Place a row of grapes along the wall edge, with benches and tables underneath, and plant large cherry and peach trees—let them grow slowly."
"Clean the stones well, stones won’t do."
Nian Shutong muttered while Fu Yunhe vigorously worked on, becoming more spirited as he did so, not feeling tired at all.
Because there was a feeling that the two were arranging a home just for themselves.
"Baa—"
A sheep’s bleat pulled Yunhe back to reality.
"Xiao He, what time can we see the results this afternoon?"
"The exam ends at six, and the results will be distributed uniformly, admitting the top two thousand candidates."
"So, will those admitted stay at the school today?"
"No, they report uniformly tomorrow."
Fu Yunhe paused in his work with the hoe, glanced at the blissful Yangyang lying under the parasol, clearly enjoying himself.
Languidly lounging in the chair, Shutong was leisurely eating grapes and cherries, spat out a pit, and then said, "Then, I’m going back tomorrow."
"Alright, I’ll see you off first, then I’ll go to report."
Shutong, slightly unsatisfied, sat up and said earnestly to Fu Yunhe, "Why see me off? I’m here to send you off to school; I must be the one to send you."
"Are you sure? I’m worried you might get lost."
That was really Fu Yunhe’s concern since Shutong had never been to Zone 1 and was unfamiliar with the place.
"Do you think I’m a toddler? Can’t I ask around if I need to? Besides, I have the Light Computer map, so stop worrying."
"Alright, alright, then I’m troubled by your kindness in taking me to school."
Shutong lay back, adding, "That’s more like it."
Fu Yunhe helplessly but indulgently looked at Nian Shutong, wondering why it felt so hard to do something to assert his boyfriend power.
Talk about the tough days with a girlfriend who’s tougher and more macho than oneself.
Fu Yunhe continued working while Shutong kept lounging.
At half-past five in the afternoon, the two of them finally packed up, ready to leave to see their results.
At this moment, in a conference room of the Imperial Military Academy, an emergency meeting was being held.
The meeting was titled: He’s Coming, How Do I Teach Now?
The "he" in question was evident to anyone who saw Yunhe’s answers.
"Principal, with him here, I feel nervous about even discussing problems, afraid I’ll make a mistake."
"Principal, why does someone like him even come to school? I have nothing to teach."
"Principal—"
The person called Principal made a pause gesture.
"Okay. Someone so talented and powerful, so many firms out there are waiting to snatch him up. The moment we release his results today, they’d break down our doors."
"It’s our luck that he has chosen our academy. You shouldn’t feel burdened, just teach as you normally would."
"And it’s not entirely without benefits. If you encounter any problems during lectures, consult him and he might just have your answers."
The principal stood up, with only ten minutes left before the results were released, he addressed the teachers below: "The reason you feel unable to teach is that you can’t let go of your pride as teachers and you still see him just as a student."
"What does pride count for in front of such genius?"
The principal’s speech gave everyone food for thought.
It seemed right. If they didn’t treat Fu Yunhe as just a student, perhaps the pressure wouldn’t feel so overwhelming.
"Principal, it’s time."
"Good, release the results!"