"Let me think about it again! Let's wait until we see the shop tomorrow." She originally thought that it would be good to use those two shops to open an incense shop, but Zi Su's words just now reminded her that it is close to Zui Xian.
Ming is too close.
It's not that I'm afraid of losing business, but I'm worried that if someone finds out that she owns the Xiangfang and that she is Li Yunniang's nominal apprentice, some thoughtful people will take the opportunity to spread rumors that she is competing for business with her master.
It is likely to have a certain impact on the store's reputation.
So she had to think carefully. If it was like Zi Su said, even if she didn't use it to open a shop and rented it to others, the two shops would add up to nearly twenty taels of silver, which was a lot of income.
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"Chirp—chirp—"
The master and servant were chatting when they suddenly saw a white figure flash in from the door.
Zi Su watched the little guy approaching with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but wonder: "Miss, the little Diao seems to be holding something in its mouth?"
Cardamom looked over, blinked and said, "It seems to be osmanthus cake."
Zi Su shook her head, "No, it's the sweet-scented osmanthus cake with a note on it."
Cardamom looked at it carefully again, and it really seemed like what the other party said, so he rushed forward and snatched the note and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the little guy's mouth. While handing the note to Qingwan, he also
Not forgetting to scold the little guy, he said: "No wonder he is so stupid. He even eats paper. His forehead must be full of pulp."
As a result, the little thing gave her a cool and arrogant look in return, with a look that disdained communication with her. She held her breath in her chest and almost vomited blood out of anger.
After Qing Wan saw the note, her face couldn't help but become solemn. Seeing this, Zi Su couldn't help but ask: "Miss, what is written on it?"
Qing Wan's eyes were light and she said with a hint of coldness: "It's okay, it's just that someone doesn't like me in this home and wants to send me away."
Zi Su was puzzled, "You are the master's daughter and the eldest lady in this mansion. Now you are still protected by the old lady. Who dares to kick you out?"
"No need to ask, it must be Madam." Daukou curled her lips and answered without thinking.
Qing Wan's eyes turned cold, "They want to marry me off and use me to please the Wang family." She is only thirteen years old now, so it's a shame they can think of it.
"Wang family? Which Wang family?" The two maids looked at her curiously.
Qing Yuanfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of fierceness flashed, "Master Wang Zhiwang, the counselor of the Water Transportation Department."
She had heard of this name in her previous life, mainly because of his son. She heard that he was unknowingly stimulated when he was a child, and suddenly suffered from hysteria. Now he only has the IQ of a three-year-old child. This is not the point, the point is that the other person every time
He will get sick every once in a while, and when he gets sick, he likes to break things and bite people. Most of the servants who serve him have been injured by him. However, because the Wang family does a good job of keeping secrets, these outsiders don't know why.
The rumor came out because of the marriage for this prince.
I heard that the reason why the Wang family was eager to marry him was because they heard a Taoist priest say that he was invaded by filth and that it would be better to just marry him as a wife. The Wang family believed it and made efforts in all directions, and finally married a seventh-grade local official.
My daughter, I heard, is still my legitimate daughter.
But as it turned out, less than a month after getting married, the bride got sick and was beaten to death with a vase in her sleep. The news that the young master of the Wang family was hysterical also came out from that time.
The mother and daughter were so evil-hearted that they actually wanted her to die. So, don't blame her for being rude.