I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Mrs. Song has been running around for Song Lu's promotion in the past two years.

When I heard that there was such a lucky ball, I was immediately overjoyed.

This is much more important than rouge and powder.

She carefully took the brocade box and opened it. It turned out to be a glass ball larger than a goose egg. Inside it was a fat little monk sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras, with a lotus base underneath.

Mrs. Song and Jiaojiao were stunned at the same time. This little monk was lifelike and extremely lively.

There are such elegant and holy things in the world.

"This, this is too expensive, Miss Ji, you should..." Mrs. Song was so shocked that she stuttered.

"No one in my family is an official, so we can't afford it. Lord Song, please accept it! It will be a favor to me!"

Ji Xiaobei said with a smile.

Madam Song gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Ji, leave this matter to me. I will send someone to pick up the elder of the Sui clan now!"

Ji Xiaobei: That couldn’t be better!

Although I thought so in my heart, I said, "Mrs. Song, there's no need to be so anxious!"

He turned around and shouted outside: "Waiter, bring us a pot of the best tea and some snacks and fruits!"

Mrs. Song held the crystal glass ball in her hands and couldn't let it go.

It was as if she could already see her man's rapid success.

Jiaojiao came back to her senses: Oh my God, she really didn’t expect Mrs. Song to be able to help, Ji Xiaobei is so awesome!

It’s a pity about the expensive little monk ball.

He Ye and Fu Jichang were drinking tea in a small private room on the third floor. When they heard the call for refreshments, the teacups in their hands couldn't help but shake.

"Old He, aren't we using the best materials for the sound insulation panels in the room?" Fu Jichang put down the teacup in his hand.

"Yes, Lao Fu, you were the one who personally reviewed it. All the materials used in Taoranju were shipped from the capital. But, Lao Fu, don't you think the sound is too penetrating?" He Ye said.

"It's a bit strong, but you drink first, I'm going to the toilet..." Fu Jichang got up and went out.

He Ye: "We haven't talked about the main thing yet..."

Fu Jichang walked around the corridor on the third floor and heard a familiar voice coming from a room.

"Hahaha, Madam Song, you're right. You're well-informed. You're my only connection in Anzhou. Zheng Dafu Silver Shop on the back street of the government office is about to open. On the opening day, we'll invite Madam Song to cut the ribbon for us!"

Mrs. Song: What is Doctor Zheng's Silver Shop? Why does the silver shop need to be cut when it opens?

Although she didn't understand, Ji Xiaobei's words were very pleasing to her ears. She smiled and nodded and said, "I will definitely go, I will definitely go!"

Jiaojiao looked confused.

Fu Jichang smiled and said to the shopkeeper Lao Qin who was walking over:

"Go and deliver the tea in my room to the guests in this room. Also, send some wine, drinks and side dishes. They must be the best. Roast duck, braised pig's trotters, pork elbows, and all the signature dishes of the store."

Old Qin looked at his master with a puzzled look on his face, feeling a little puzzled.

But it’s not time for dinner yet, and the kitchen is closed.

I can make side dishes, but I can’t make the signature dishes you mentioned…

"Well, the kitchen is already ready...Okay, I'll go now..."

Lao Qin ran away quickly.

Whatever the master tells us to do, we will accomplish it no matter how hard it takes.

Ji Xiaobei and Mrs. Song got along very well together, and soon, the two of them called each other sisters.

“Sister Song, Lord Song Lu is a civil servant. I didn’t expect that you have been interested in martial arts since childhood. This is called husband and wife complementing each other. Otherwise, you two will be happy!”

Mrs. Song gave an awkward smile: Happiness is only happiness seen by outsiders!

Alas, every family has its own problems.

Jiaojiao saw Mrs. Song's embarrassment and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Mrs. Song, the dress you ordered at the handicraft shop will be ready tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I'll have someone deliver it to your house."

"By the way, Mrs. Song's clothes are most suitable for boxing. You must try it when you go back!" Ji Xiaobei interrupted.

Jiaojiao: Please, sister, Song Lu doesn’t like ladies who wield swords and sticks, he just likes women who are petite and cuddly.

Mrs. Song's figure is obviously not suitable for others, it is too big.

Song Lu liked women wearing jewelry, so Mrs. Song turned herself into a jewelry stand.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Song smiled and said, "Miss Ji, you are the most outspoken woman I have ever met in Anzhou. Jiaojiao and I can chat well because I like her straightforward personality. I didn't expect that you are even more straightforward..."

Mrs. Song wanted to change the word, but felt that "straight" was the most suitable word for Ji Xiaobei.

Ji Xiaobei: Okay, I’ll just take it as a compliment!

"I'm a person who speaks my mind. Sister Song is a lady from a wealthy family, well-educated and well-mannered. She won't argue with a straightforward person like me."

Ji Xiaobei said with a smile.

Madam Song said to the little maidservant beside her: "Go to the pastry shop next door and buy a pound of taro cake for Master Song. He loves it the most!"

After the little maid left, Mrs. Song finally put down her airs.

"What kind of boxing does Miss Ji know?" Mrs. Song asked with a smile.

"All my tricks are unconventional. How about I show you some of my tricks to Mrs. Song!" said Ji Xiaobei.

Jiaojiao hurriedly stopped her: "Sister, sister, the place is small today. When there is a chance, let's invite Madam Song to the manor in East City. It's a big place and you can have fun there!"

Ji Xiaobei smiled and said, "Yes, Madam Song, I have a manor in East City. When it is ready, please come over and be my guest."

Mrs. Song was stunned: Anyone who can afford to buy a farm in Dongcheng must be rich or noble.

She looked at Ji Xiaobei again. He was dignified and extraordinary, and exuded the air of freedom.

I heard that she has two children, but this is her private matter, so it's not easy to ask.

Mrs. Song couldn't help but envy her a little.

There was a knock on the door.

"Coming?" Ji Xiaobei said.

Jiaojiao hurried to open the door, and saw a row of people standing in the corridor outside, holding tea and snacks, fresh fruits, snacks, fine wine and delicacies...

"What we wanted has been delivered!" said Jiaojiao.

"This is specially given to you by the owner of Taoranju!" said the waiter.

Jiaojiao: ...

People filed in and filled the table.

Ji Xiaobei couldn't help but praise: "Madam Song, I am so lucky to be with you today. The shopkeeper of Taoranju sent these here just for your sake."

Mrs. Song: I used to come here often, but I never saw them give anything as a gift.

What happened today?

After one group of people left, another group came soon.

A bunch of chicken, fish elbow and roast duck set meals came up again.

There was no more space, so we had to put two more tables against the wall.

The wine jug and teacups were placed on the small table in front of them.

Ji Xiaobei: It feels like eating a buffet in a restaurant, it’s really nice.

The wine was good. Mrs. Song took a sip and couldn't help but praise Taoranju's wine as really good.

Jiaojiao: This wine should be produced in Yelang Kingdom and supplied to the palace. She drank it when she followed her grandfather into the palace.

And that tea should also be the special tea supplied to the palace.

Is Mrs. Song really that prestigious?