Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

After returning to the Luo Mansion, Luo Qin clearly felt a sense of relief.

Phew, she’s finally gone, and now she’s free.

The Qingzhu Pavilion where Jin Zhao lived was actually originally the residence of Brother Luo Qin.

The Luo Mansion is not big, with only three owners and three courtyards. After Jin Zhao came, my brother moved out of Qingzhu Pavilion and shared a courtyard with my father.

Jin Zhao's body was weak due to poisoning since childhood and needed long-term conditioning, so he had no choice but to live nearby. He paid a lot of money, including accommodation fees, and Luo Qi was willing to move out.

Now that Jin Zhao has left with his servants, my brother can move back to his own yard.

The genius doctor Luo Ji did not return home with Luo Qin. He left halfway to go to the clinic, and Luo Qin returned home with her maid Rufang.

The first thing he did when he returned home was to instruct the servants to move his brother's things back to Qingzhu Pavilion and put them in order.

The Luo family had only twelve servants and maids. Four of them went to the clinic to help, and another four were in the restaurant. Of the remaining four, one was Luo Qin's personal maid. With so few people, it would take a long time to clean up.

It took half a day to finish.

In the evening, when the night was dark, the father and son came back. Luo Qin had ordered the servants to prepare the mat and set out the food in the east room.

The father and son had been tired after a day of work, so the maid brought a copper basin for them to wash their hands. After washing their hands, they knelt on the couch to eat.

There were many tallow lamps lit around the room, the lights were bright and there was plenty of light. The delicacies on the table were steaming, and the sight of them made people drool.

Luo Qi glanced at today's dishes and asked with a smile, "Is Ping'er the chef today?"

"Yeah." Luo Qin nodded, "I made tonight's meal when I had some free time."

"Ping'er is very skillful."

There were no hot pots in this era, and most meals were stewed. Iron pots did not become popular until the Song Dynasty.

But Luoqin likes stir-fried dishes. When she was a child, she designed an iron pan and used it in her own kitchen. Luoji and his son also liked the dishes cooked in it, so she simply opened a restaurant specializing in stir-fried dishes.

Luo Ji, who was sitting on the main couch, also smiled when he heard this, with obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, "Ping'er is thoughtful."

"It's my daughter's duty." Luo Qin smiled obediently, her eyes bright as stars, "Brother Aye, let's have dinner. You've been busy all day."

"it is good."

The three members of the Luo family picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

They didn't talk while eating or sleeping, and the three of them didn't speak a word during the whole process.

Luo Qi cast his eyes many times towards his well-behaved sister sitting on the couch opposite him. Seeing that she looked relaxed today and her beautiful eyes were shining, he thought that she felt relieved after Yang Lang left.

It’s good that Ping’er has really let go of Yang Lang.

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Without Jin Zhao, Luo Qin's life returned to normal. She either stayed at home playing the piano or embroidering, or went to the clinic to see her father and brother for treatment, or visited her own restaurant.

Luo Qin’s major in college in his previous life was management, which was very common, and he was quite good at business.

The restaurant is run using the business plan she wrote. Now the restaurant has become a well-known brand in Chaoyang County. The name of the restaurant is very simple, it is called "Luo's Stir-Fry".

Luo Qin counted his own small treasury these years, well, it was enough to open more chain stores.

That night, Luo Qin went to Aye's study to look for him.

"Aye."

Luo Qin called outside the house.

"Come in."

Luo Ji's slightly old voice came from inside.

After getting permission, Luo Qin opened the bamboo curtain and walked closer in his wooden clogs. He saw an elderly man kneeling in front of a desk under a tallow lamp, holding a roll of paper in his hand.

Hearing her come in, Luo Ji raised his head and asked, "Ping'er, what's the matter?"

Luo Qin took off her clogs and knelt down beside her father. "Father, I want to discuss something with you."

"explain."

"My daughter wants to expand that restaurant and open a few more in other places."

"That restaurant is your own private property. You can do whatever you want with it."

After getting the promise, Luo Qin smiled, "Yes!"

Seeing his daughter smiling, Luo Ji also smiled helplessly and put down the paper in his hand, "Why does Ping'er love money so much?"

"A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way." Luo Qin said.

Money is the guarantee of life, how can she not love it?

Hearing this, Luo Ji smiled and shook his head, "You, you, in our Great Jin, famous scholars don't like this kind of thing, you really haven't learned anything."

Aduwu is a derogatory term for money. Famous people in the State of Jin advocated indifference to fame and fortune and detached from the mundane world, and one of the manifestations of this was their disdain for money.

"My daughter doesn't care about that. A girl can't be an official in the court. This kind of transcendence is useless to me."

There's no such thing as too little money.