"As long as you're better."
The day after Dr. Fang left, the list Zhao Feng sent over was noticeably thicker than usual. After Su Yao finished reading it, she folded it and set it on the table, then said something to Lin Taichu.
"This month's goods shipped out from Luofeng City were another twenty percent more than last month. Several warehouses in White Cloud City are already full, so Sun Desheng had Zhou Lin clear out two empty courtyards in the west of the city to store the goods."
Lin Taichu sat in the courtyard basking in the sun. He only gave a quiet grunt.
And so the days went on, and the streets of Luofeng City grew livelier by the day.
Sun Desheng did not come to Luofeng City again from White Cloud City. Zhou Lin, however, came once every five or six days to bring news about the flow of goods there and go over the accounts with Su Yao. Once they were done, he left without lingering.
About half a month passed like this. One morning, Lin Taichu was drinking porridge in the front hall when Su Yao returned from outside and stopped at the entrance.
"Someone has come from White Cloud City. It isn't Zhou Lin—it's someone from the Chen Residence."
Lin Taichu set down his bowl, wiped his hands, and went to the door for a look. A middle-aged man in a long blue cotton robe stood by the courtyard gate.
He looked like a steward. He carried nothing and had brought no attendants. When the man saw Lin Taichu emerge, he stepped forward two paces and cupped his hands.
"Mr. Lin, I am Liu Fu, steward of the Chen Residence. By the old master's order, I have come to invite Mr. Lin to the