The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

After she gained weight, she had a haggard face from working overtime and an unconfident body. She could no longer enjoy shopping. When she heard that there was no clothing in her size, she would feel depressed for a long time. This vicious cycle made her less and less interested in dressing up.

Half a month before she encountered the system, she had some chest discomfort due to staying up late to work overtime. The desire to survive made her quickly take a few days off. Even on vacation, she had to get up from time to time to change the plan. Once again, at around 10 o'clock in the middle of the night, she was asked to change the plan.

She thought about how she still didn't have more than five figures in savings even after working for several years, looked at her fat and sloppy image in the mirror, and looked at the small and shabby rental house that took up half of her monthly salary. She didn't want to continue like this, and after a short handover, she couldn't wait to get on the train home.

Thinking of this, she sighed and went to the storage room to take out the luggage that she had not unpacked since she returned home. Tutu packed everything that could be packed before going home. Including the clothes that every girl has in the corner of her closet, which are gorgeous but not practical, full of princess dreams but too embarrassed to wear out. She has a lot of these clothes.

Tutu carefully ironed the little girl's dream of becoming beautiful piece by piece and hung them in the closet.

Tutu didn't lose any weight after returning home. In fact, because his father was a great cook, Tutu had a big bowl of rice for every meal, and his weight was going down.

While tidying up the closet, there was a connection request. Tutu thought it was a connection request from Muguo, so she agreed and continued to bend down to tidy up the closet. After tidying up for a while, she found that Muguo didn't say anything. She looked up and found that it was a strange girl in ancient costume who she didn't know, watching her tidying up the closet with relish.

She was wearing a red ancient wedding gown, a phoenix crown on her head, a shawl on her body, and jingling necklaces and pendants. The pearls on the pearl and jade hairpins on her temples were so big that they dazzled the eyes.

This is obviously a bride. When the bride saw Tutu finally noticed her, she urged him eagerly, "There are still many more pieces. Take them out and let's see them all."

Tutu was a little helpless with the carefree bride. "Hello, I am Tutu, a real estate product merchant."

The bride was a little surprised that Tutu thought she was careless. She didn't look at Tutu's attributes carefully after searching. When she connected to Tutu, she saw her sorting clothes. She thought Tutu was a clothing merchant. "Then you can't sell clothes. What a pity. Although most of your clothes are not good-looking, there are still a few that look pretty good."

Tutu explained that real estate can provide food, clothing, housing and transportation. In her opinion, the residential attribute of a house is not as important as its packaging attribute.

The bride was quite satisfied with the explanation. "I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Qiwu, a jeweler from the plane."

Look at his profession, jeweler, it sounds high-end and classy.

Tutu said carefully, "Qiwu, aren't you busy now?", his eyes glancing at the phoenix coronet and bridal bridal dress she was wearing.

"I'm not busy. Ah, I know what you mean. The groom won't come tonight." Qiwu didn't seem to be disturbed at all. She wanted to take Tutu to see her jewelry box and dressing table.

The dressing table is as tall as a person, with a bronze mirror that can reflect one's reflection. The small drawers that can be opened layer by layer are all filled with neatly arranged jewelry. Jade bracelets, gold armlets, glittering hairpins, intricate and gorgeous necklaces, and headpieces inlaid with pigeon blood red, emerald hair crowns, and the brilliance of pearls and jade are dazzling. Which girl doesn't like jewelry?

Qiwu's house was also very gorgeous. The mountains on the screen were decorated with gems. The lamps, dressing tables, flower stands, cabinets, step-out beds and other wooden furniture were shimmering with gold threads. Even the embroidered cushions were inlaid with gold and jade. The most inconspicuous pendant on the door curtain looked like jade.

Tutu was amazed at how rich Qiwu was.

Seeing her envious look, Qi Wu smiled and said, "This is just a tiny bit of the dowry. If you keep it, you don't know who will benefit from it. You can choose whatever you want and I will upload it."

Tutu asked her to upload a file with no more than 10 points, and also asked Qiwu to choose an item in her room as a gift.

Qiwu didn't bother to be polite with her and said, "Your place looks quite luxurious. Colored glass is probably not expensive there. There are colorless colored glass lamps and such a large colored glass window. Even the water cup is made of colored glass. You have a red agate bracelet with such pure color on your hand. Just give me a lantern. It looks very beautiful. It is more valuable to me than any of my jewelry."

The glass lamp that Qiwu liked was in the shape of a crescent moon, with glass pendants and tassels, and decorations wrapped around cassia twigs. On one side was a metal candlestick in the shape of a tree stump for lighting candles.

This is the decoration used for activities at my mother's store during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

She has a lot of these little gadgets. Many cups and tea sets are gifts from shopping malls. Tutu, like her mother, has a hoarding habit, and the storage room at home is filled with all kinds of things.

Qiwu was talking to Tutu while removing the hairpin that fixed the crown with a grimace. His method of removing the hair was extremely rough, pulling and tugging.

Tutu couldn't help but ask, "Don't you rely on maids to do your makeup? Be gentle, it hurts me just watching."

"It's better to heat a hot stove than to burn a cold stove. These maids who came with me as a dowry were not sent to serve me," Qi Wu said sarcastically. "Hey, do you like this phoenix crown on my head? I'll give it to you."

Tutu quickly refused, saying that if such a large headpiece disappeared, it would be easy to be discovered. Moreover, the bead held in the mouth of the phoenix on the front looked as big as a quail egg.

Qiwu was a little disappointed. Tutu probably guessed what she was thinking, "How about you scan the phoenix crown and try to see if you can take it off the shelf?"

Qiwu immediately put it on the shelf, then took it off, and the headdress disappeared from her head and fell into her hands again. She was very happy and praised Tutu for being very smart.

It turns out that it’s because it’s too troublesome to dismantle it.

There was a sound outside the door, and Qiwu quickly signaled to Tutu to disconnect.

The person who came in was a short yellow-haired maid in a short jacket. Qiwu relaxed, but continued to take off the rest of the hair accessories with her hands moving non-stop.

The maid looked at her taking off her hair, hesitating to speak. Qi Wu waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, what are you hesitating about?"

"Miss, there's a commotion over there. The young master is a little noisy. My cousin is taking care of him there. The prince also wants to accompany the young master. He said he won't come tonight, so you should go to bed early." After saying that, he lowered his head and glanced at Qiwu's face.

Qi Wu continued to untie her hair without caring, and glanced at the maid, "Xing'er, what are you afraid of? It's that side that wronged me, not you. Raise your head and answer. Come quickly and untie my hair. My scalp hurts."

Seeing her young lady's nonchalant look, the maid Xing'er got angry for her. She was swiftly untying her hair while mumbling, "The wedding night is so important. If the prince doesn't come, the whole mansion will know about it tomorrow. It's really embarrassing. How can the young lady establish her authority in the mansion? She won't be able to control those mean servants."

When talking about those mean slaves, the little maid's face puffed up.

Qi Wu turned around and pinched her chubby face. "The clan sent them here to serve the prince. You know I'm just a cover. I don't need to suppress them. Let them compete with my cousin. Let's just close the door and live our own lives."

"Then I have to come and serve the young lady. The young lady is the master, and no one comes to help her wash and dress." As he spoke, he became more and more frustrated.

Qi Wu pinched her mouth into a duck's mouth to stop her from talking, "The dowry given by the clan, you should check it one by one tomorrow. They are embarrassed to ask for it when they just entered the mansion, but it may not be the case in the future. Once it comes to me, I will throw it away on this day rather than let them spend it."

Xing'er particularly agreed with what the young lady said. She decided to tie the warehouse key to her body tonight so that no one could take it away.

The next day, Qiwu changed into red casual clothes and went to serve tea to the old lady. The prince and his cousin arrived late. Before the cousin even entered the house, she said, "Aunt, we are late."

Facing the old lady who had always been serious and perfunctory, Qi Wu's smile became much more genuine, "You girl, you came so late, let me talk to you later."

The prince walked in slowly, looked up at Qiwu, and said with a conscientious expression, "I'm late because of something. Please serve tea quickly."

Qiwu was disgusted by the quarrel between the several people. After serving tea and going through the necessary procedures, the old lady found an excuse to drive her away, and even gave the excuse that she was tired and asked her to go back and rest early.

Qi Wu curled her lips, thinking that she didn't know that they were trying to steal her dowry behind closed doors. The dowry had to be displayed at the wedding, so they couldn't touch anything that was visible. The price that the Marquis's Mansion secretly offered to her family was also in a secret box at the bottom of her box.

The Marquis' Mansion was just an empty shell, and she wanted to hold on to everything she wanted from her marriage.

Of course, the clan didn't let her hold the thing just for her sake. They just wanted to prevent the Marquis' Mansion from destroying the bridge after crossing the river.

Qiwu looks carefree, but in fact she has been working hard to accumulate points, hoping to use the system to jump out of the quagmire.

Her parents were harmonious and her brothers were friendly. Although they were not rich, they were a family of farmers and scholars.

She should not have had the chance to marry into the Marquis's mansion, but her family had bet on the prince too early. Not only did she become a money bag, but all the legitimate and concubine daughters were also filled into the backyard of the prince and his vassals.

Until the prince was ambushed and disabled by hostile forces and could not inherit the throne, half of the family property was destroyed and the venture capital was wasted.

Without a backer, the monkeys scatter like monkeys when the tree falls. The industries that had expanded wildly during the period of power were pursued by hostile forces, and there were no pawns left to use for marriage.

Because on the surface, the identity of the followers of the prince who failed in the fight for the throne is too sensitive, they want to use the marriage relationship of the marquis's mansion to try to get close to another prince.

But he was also afraid that the prince would not be able to ascend the throne and all his efforts would be wasted, so he planned to wait and see, first having a pretext to establish contact, and then consider whether to make additional investments.

According to the family tree, they found her as the only one who had escaped the net. After using both soft and hard tactics, she "voluntarily" came to the host's house and became the cover.