Sheepadu
Stories
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654.9 K
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In the past, only Fan Changyu's father dared to stand up to Butcher Guo, keeping him in check. After her parents’ accident, however, Guo had started acting like the street’s self-appointed tyrant, barking orders left and right. Without sparing Butcher Guo another glance, Fan Changyu sold the last half of the pig’s head and counted the copper coins in her drawer. Today’s pig weighed just over eighty jin, and with both fresh and braised meat sales, she made over two and a half strings of cash. After…-
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Over the next few days, Fan Changyu threw herself wholeheartedly into her routine of butchering, braising, and selling meat. The braised offal from her shop was unmatched in color, aroma, and flavor, making it the most popular free add-on in the market. No other shop on the street could rival her business. Some customers who missed out on her meat would rather return the next day than buy elsewhere. For several days in a row, Fan Changyu was able to sell out two whole pigs’ worth of fresh and braised…
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She went to find her mother’s old set of wenfang sibao (the Four Treasures of the Study). Since it had been stored away for so long, the paper was yellowed, the inkstone had a large chip, and the brush had become as frayed as a broom. === Wenfang Sibao (文房四宝 - wénfáng sìbǎo), or the "Four Treasures of the Study," refers to the essential tools for traditional Chinese writing: the brush (笔 - bǐ), ink (墨 - mò), paper (纸 - zhǐ), and inkstone (砚 - yàn). These tools were essential for…
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Early the next morning, Fan Changyu loaded up with fresh pork and braised meat and headed to her family’s butcher shop. The morning market was already bustling with vendors and peddlers calling out their wares. Wrapped in thick coats and carrying baskets, older women and grandmothers were browsing the various stalls, examining vegetables and haggling over prices. After setting her goods on the counter, Fan Changyu greeted a few fellow butchers who had been friends of her father’s. Oddly, they…
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Daylight streamed in through the door and windows, brightening the entire room. The girl's youthful spirit and radiance were even harder to contain. She spoke almost naturally, as though it were an indisputable truth: "Of course it's a pity. In hundreds of years of the Dayin Dynasty, how many Wu'an Marquis have there been?" Fan Changyu counted on her fingers as she spoke to him. "The choke point of Jinzhou in the northern borderlands—he was the one who reclaimed it. The twelve counties of Liaodong,…
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Fan Changyu found it odd and was about to continue home when the woman, with a peculiar expression, remarked, “The gambling hall thugs came to your house again. Your husband…” Before the woman could finish, Fan Changyu’s eyes flashed, and she grabbed a wooden shoulder pole from beside the wall, charging toward the alley. The woman hadn’t expected her to be so hot-tempered and called after her, “Your husband isn’t hurt—it’s the thugs who got their legs broken by him!” But Fan Changyu…
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Her eyes sparkled with admiration as she continued, “Big Sister, what does ‘pretty boy’ mean? Does it mean Brother-in-law’s face is very white?” Fan Changyu recalled the words she had said earlier, and a complex feeling stirred within her. She turned to her sister. “That’s actually a rude word, Ning. Don’t say it, alright?” Changning nodded obediently. Fan Changyu handed her the packet of malt candy she’d bought and instructed her to play in the courtyard, reminding her not to wander…
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The county office wasn’t far from the town—if one walked briskly, it only took about a quarter of an hour to reach. Fan Changyu was in luck; she ran into an acquaintance also heading to the county and managed to catch a ride on their ox cart. By the time she arrived, the county officers had just started their shift. She gave Captain Wang’s name to the guard at the entrance, and soon an attendant led her to the office at the back of the compound. “…Anyone you find begging on the streets, bring…
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The man, too terrified to comply, kept running desperately, with the constables hot on his heels. Fan Changyu initially assumed he must have committed some crime, but a passerby clicked his tongue in disapproval. “They say new officials bring a fierce ‘three fires.’ That newly appointed military governor in Huizhou—true to the Wei family’s reputation—claims to be targeting bandits but sends no troops to deal with the real mountain brigands. Instead, he’s turning his wrath on refugees fleeing…
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She went to the chest and pulled out an old shirt that had belonged to her father, handing it to him before picking up the basin to empty it outside. The red lanterns swayed gently in the cold wind under the eaves, and outside the wall, the two bear-like shadows of Fan Da and his wife quickly ducked out of sight as soon as they saw her step out, assuming they were well-hidden. Fan Changyu decided to play along, pretending not to notice. She raised her voice and muttered, “Which wild cat is it this…
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