Fang Yuan tore off a plump, tender chicken leg and handed it to Little Purple Sable, who had long been crouching at the corner of the table, staring eagerly at the roast chicken.
He rubbed its furry little head and said with a smile, "You rendered great service today. This is your reward."
Little Purple Sable immediately hugged the chicken leg with its two forepaws, squeaked happily twice, then lowered its head and began gnawing away.
He tore off the other chicken leg and placed it in Little Bean Sprout's bowl. The little girl immediately beamed with joy.
Dinner on the table was far more lavish than usual. Besides the roast chicken, there was an extra plate of stir-fried greens and a bowl of steaming bone broth.
Clearly, Liu Wanwan knew that Fang Yuan's martial training at the Martial Arts School consumed a great deal of energy, so she had specially added more dishes.
While eating, Fang Yuan thought of their expenses. He took five taels of silver from his robes and pushed them before Liu Wanwan.
"Take this money. The county town isn't like the village. Firewood, rice, oil, salt—everything costs money."
Seeing this, Liu Wanwan hurriedly set down her chopsticks and waved her hands.
"You need silver to train your body through martial arts, buy weapons and medicinal herbs. I can't take this money.
"For the household... I'll think of another way. I'll always be able to contribute something."
She paused. "Today, I went to see Auntie Li of the Li Family at the mouth of the alley. Her family runs a tailor shop,
and they happen to need skilled embroiderers for some delicate work. I... I gave it a try, and Auntie Li said my needlework was decent. I can first take on some work to do