The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

Qiwu took out the glassware one by one and played with it. During this period, she took advantage of the Marquis's intention to exploit her and was able to manage the household as she wished.

A group of new servants were bought, and those that were careless were sent to the outer courtyard, where they were allowed to compete with each other for beauty.

Although she couldn't guarantee that there weren't spies from other people, she held the power of life and death, so at least her yard was tightly guarded. Her freedom in the yard was guaranteed to a certain extent.

Looking at these colored glasses, she had new ideas.

The reason why the Marquis's Mansion asked her to be in charge of household chores was simply because they were afraid that the new bride would be embarrassed to be in charge of household affairs that appear strong on the outside but are actually weak, so she would use her dowry to fill the hole.

In order to have a certain degree of freedom and to arrange a way out, she did have this plan, but they didn't want her to suffer any loss. Qi Wu smiled and fumbled with the glass coffee table.

After a while, word spread in the capital that the mansion was only an empty shell, and the wife of the prince had pawned her rare treasure, the colorless glass coffee table.

The table is now placed in Qiwu's dowry shop, in the most conspicuous place.

The onlookers were amazed.

“No bubbles or color, completely transparent”

"The Crown Prince's wife's dowry is truly extraordinary"

“Once you sell this kind of treasure, it will be very difficult to find it back.”

"How could the Marquis' Mansion allow her to sell it?"

"You can still control your wife's dowry, but the Marquis' Mansion certainly can't."

"But they all said it was to fill the hole in the Marquis' Mansion."

No one among the onlookers paid any attention to the ugly expression on the prince's face as he hurried over.

Who is afraid of whom? There are many people with connections in the capital. Among the crowd of onlookers, maybe the guy who makes sarcastic remarks may be one of the emperor's brothers-in-law.

The prince ordered the shopkeeper to close the door and quickly take back the glass coffee table. The shopkeeper said in embarrassment, "Prince, please allow me to report that this glass coffee table has been ordered by Prince Fu. He has gone back to get the remaining payment."

The prince looked very embarrassed. He waved his sleeves and asked someone to find the prince's wife.

Qi Wu saw Prince Fu's carriage and then walked in. As soon as she came in, she said softly that she didn't know there would be such a big disturbance. She was willing to double the deposit and leave everything to her husband. The prince's face improved. He asked the shopkeeper to drive away the onlookers and close the door quickly.

"Leave them all here. I want to see who dares to touch my glass coffee table." Prince Fu strode in after kicking open the half-closed door.

As expected of his famous unscrupulous character, Prince Fu did not care about the reputation of the Marquisate at all.

The shopkeeper of the dowry shop was not Qiwu's confidant. All the people in her dowry shop were spies sent by her clan. They only obeyed her superficially.

So when he wanted to put the glass coffee table here, Qiwu just told him that the highest bidder would get it.

This street is the most prosperous place in the capital. It is impossible to gain a foothold on this street without a background. This is the wealth left over from the time when the clan was at its peak.

So as soon as the glass coffee table appeared, the shop owners immediately notified the main store, and the top royal nobles came to the scene upon hearing the news.

After Prince Fu and his men took the glass coffee table away in a grand manner, the prince of the Marquisate could not wait for them to return home, and pressed Qiwu in the store, "This glass coffee table is not in your dowry, where did you get it from? When the household was in the hands of mother, there was never a deficit, why did you want to sell your dowry and cause such a big mess?"

What a bastard, Qiwu cursed in his heart, how did the deficit come from, the bastard pretended not to know. The top-grade bird's nest in the old lady's bowl every day, the extra calligraphy and paintings in his room, and the empty shell of the public property, how could the output support it.

If it weren't for the glass coffee table Tutu gave her, she would have to grit her teeth and use her dowry to make up for the shortfall. After all, she wanted to have the power to manage the household affairs to ensure a certain degree of freedom. These marquisates probably considered this when they agreed to marry a branch of the family as a concubine. Her clan also acquiesced.

Therefore, her dowry contained more gold, silver and jewelry, but less property. This was because she wanted to strengthen the relationship by giving money continuously, rather than giving property, which is the egg-laying hen.

"Sir, the glass tea table was obtained by me in exchange with a foreign noblewoman I encountered on my way to the capital, passing through the Micheng port," Qi Wu said vaguely. Even if you show off your dowry, you won't show all your personal belongings. The Marquis's Mansion had no idea where to find a foreign girl in Micheng.

"Hmph, you are so sharp-tongued." The prince pressed her to ask if she had any other colored glass items, but Qiwu insisted that she had none. The prince angrily slammed the door and left.

Qiwu put down the handkerchief, and the prying eyes in the backyard disappeared. It seemed that her good clan leader would soon learn the news here.

Upon learning that something was happening that was beyond their control, the clan would definitely send someone to punish her.

But now is different from the past. The reason why the chess piece is important is that she is in a different position. Now the eyes of the whole capital are focused on the glass coffee table. As a seller, she has entered the sight of the powerful.

She was no longer the weak girl who had just joined the tribe and whose fate could be decided at will. Although exposure had its disadvantages, she could only breathe a sigh of relief after breaking the hands of the tribe members who were strangling her neck.

Qiwu was stirring up a storm in Kyoto, and things were going in the direction she expected. However, things were not going so smoothly over at Muguo's place.

Mu Guo looked at a pair of blue eyes in the darkness outside the cave, holding his weapon tightly with a nervous expression.

They left the territory of the Li tribe, which was on the edge of the flood-prone area. After walking for a few days, they reached the plains where the tribes were more densely populated.

The chieftain, who did not want to be involved with too many tribes, led everyone to take another route into the mountains. This was the first night after entering the mountains.

I didn't expect to encounter a ferocious beast so close to the tribe. Ferocious beasts have a certain degree of intelligence and generally do not appear in crowded places.

Since they were very close to the hunting ground where the patriarch had lived for more than ten years on the migration route, only about ten days' journey away, everyone was in a mood to relax a little.

After finding a cave, everyone started to cook meat. Muguo's leather bag was almost empty, with only a jar left, which contained what looked like salt grains, but were longer than salt grains. The salt was almost used up, and the jar had long been traded to the Li tribe. Muguo poured the remaining salt grains in the leather bag into the only remaining jar.

Pouring a little into the pot where meat was being cooked, Muguo began to organize the remaining items in the tribe.

There were a few more hides, and the meat was enough for the tribe to consume for two days. But in the mountains, there was no shortage of food during the harvest season. All the supplies from Tutu had been used up. All that was left was a skirt and this jar.

The aroma from the pot wafted over. I don’t know if it’s because I was in a relaxed mood, but today’s broth smelled particularly delicious.

Muguo arrived late, so she and the tribesmen who were taking turns were the only ones who hadn't eaten yet.

Muguo took the bowl and sat at the entrance of the cave, sipping the broth. It was not an illusion, the broth was really more delicious today. The meat was ordinary antelope meat. Muguo thought of the can of "salt", it seemed that it was working.

Tutu explained at the time that it would make food more delicious. But salt also makes food more delicious, and Muguo mistakenly thought it was a different kind of salt.

Mu Guo finished a bowl of broth and poured the soup left for the guards into a bowl, preparing to send it to the guards' tribesmen.

After walking a few steps, I heard a sudden sound from the iron pot. I turned around and saw a yellow raccoon licking the pot. The pot was placed on several large rocks. The raccoon was small and lay on the side of the iron pot. Its hind legs were not stable and it kept trying to jump up.

The furry back was so cute, and Muguo walked back to put the pot away.

Hearing the sound of someone approaching, the raccoon beast that was lying beside the pot turned its head, and Muguo stopped in his tracks.

It turned out to be a ferocious beast. Such a small raccoon beast had blue light in its eyes, which was a symbol of becoming a ferocious beast.

The fierce beasts on this continent are not limited to any tribe. As long as their eyes begin to emit blue light, their individual strength and intelligence level will develop by leaps and bounds. They will enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains, far away from human beings, to compete for the resources that belong to the fierce beasts.

Of course, there are also ferocious beasts that do not enter the Ten Thousand Mountains. There have been pets kept in captivity by humans that evolved into ferocious beasts and chose to stay in the tribe, but that would affect their acquisition of resources.

However, human civilization also has positive effects. The ferocious beasts that remain in the tribe are all quite intelligent, and this also represents an alternative path of evolution.

The raccoon stared at the wooden bowl in Muguo's hand. The full of broth in the bowl was more attractive than the residue at the bottom of the pot.

Muguo slowly put down the wooden bowl and walked away. The raccoon kept watching her movements and ran towards the wooden bowl when she walked away.

Mu Guo quickly picked up the pot and ran back to the cave. The raccoon was still in the wooden bowl, ignoring her.

Mu Guo stood at the entrance of the cave and stared at the raccoon beast. The raccoon beast was too close to the entrance and there was no place to hide. Fortunately, the raccoon beast might have been full and did not follow. After a while, when he went to the entrance of the cave again, the raccoon beast had gone away, leaving behind a wooden bowl that had been licked clean.

Muguo washed the pot and bought a lot of emotion magic balls from Mr. Lich. If the raccoon beast comes again, he will first use a lot of friendly emotions to ensure safety.

Safe until dawn, Muguo urged his tribesmen to set off quickly, the sooner the better. In two days, they almost walked twice as far, away from the mountain, which Muguo thought might be the territory of the raccoon beast.

Muguo breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to sew the animal skin skirt in the new cave. It would probably take another three or four days to reach the destination. The tribe leader set the destination at the junction of the mountains and plains, where he had lived for more than ten years.

It's not that they don't want to go back to their ancestral land, but there are many tribes and conflicts there. Now their tribe has a small population and weak strength. If they go back there, they will have no place to stand and may become slaves if they are not careful.

It is still necessary to accumulate capital and strengthen strength to have a chance to compete. This process can take a few years or more than ten years. The clan leader wants to try to return to the ancestral land in her lifetime. Of course, she did not put pressure on Muguo. She just said that she hoped that after two or three generations of efforts, she could return to the ancestral land.

Muguo put down the animal skin he was sewing and prepared to let his mother, who was guarding, change it. Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling at the entrance of the cave. Muguo was worried about his mother's safety and ran over quickly.

Amma stood next to a fallen antelope, holding a weapon in her hand and pointing in one direction with a tense look on her face.

Muguo saw the bite marks on the antelope's neck and knew that this was not the prey hunted by his mother. Two blue lights on the tree not far away looked over here.

Muguo knew who it was, and quickly used the Friendly Emotion Magic Ball on it. The black shadow seemed to sense something, and looked down to check, but found nothing unusual. He looked back again, and it seemed to be in a good mood, wagging its tail from time to time.

Muguo wanted to go back to the cave, but Lan Guang stared at her and wanted to move forward. Muguo stopped and asked her mother to go back to the cave to get the big pot and set up the stove. Her mother looked at Muguo worriedly and started to boil water and cut up the antelope.