The family banquet at the Zhao's had few people but was very warm.
After dining, they drank tea and digested, all while listening to the elder's arrangements.
"Our family's arrangements will be like this, the eldest will take care of the Hundred Herbs Hall," Zhao Chengxun said, "you must shoulder this responsibility."
Two-thirds of the earnings would be public, and one-third would be his.
More work, more gain, everything was divided very clearly.
Chun Nuan thought, indeed, every family has its arrangements.
Such clarity was rather nice.
"Second child, pay attention to two things on your trip to the Capital," Zhao Chengxun instructed, "First, take care of your health. Studying hard is a good thing, but you also need to rest. Without good health, you can't accomplish anything."
Chun Nuan internally nodded in agreement with this idea.
As a doctor, she had seen too many injuries; if your body isn't fit, what can you do?
Even eating and walking would be difficult.
