The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

"Miss, I got the medicine!" Before noon the next day, Ruyue brought the medicine to Yang Qianqian, but Lu'er came back much later.

"Miss, the people at the coppersmith shop said that the things you drew are novel in appearance. Many of them have never been seen before. They need to be studied carefully. It is estimated that it will take at least ten days to make them. Please ask this servant to pick them up in half a month."

Lu'er grumbled, looking annoyed, as if blaming herself for not doing her job well. Yang Qianqian didn't care: "Fifteen days is already very fast." Who can blame stainless steel in this era, so only copper can be used to make scalpels.

However, scalpels made of copper seem to be better than stainless steel ones. Is this a blessing in disguise?

However, before my face gets better, it seems not suitable to go out and show my face. Or I might as well take advantage of these ten days to study my future career path.

After much thought, she felt that she should still do her old job.

I guess it's a bit difficult to have plastic surgery, but it's okay to study some Chinese medicine and beauty. After all, everyone has a desire for beauty, and it shouldn't change in ancient times, right?

But of course you need capital to run a business. As a princess, according to ancient custom, she should have received a monthly salary, right? And since this Fourth Miss Yang had never left her house before, she must not have spent much money. I wonder how much money she has left now?

"Lu'er, how much money does the palace give me every month?"

"Two hundred taels!"

"Oh, then you should have quite a bit now, right?" She had been married into the palace for a year and had two thousand four hundred taels. Even if she had spent some of it, it shouldn't have been much.

Yang Qianqian still had no idea how much silver this was, but two thousand taels, which seemed to be in thousands in history books, should still be a lot. At least, it shouldn't be a problem to make some medicine powder and set up a street stall, right?

Business, it always starts from a small scale, right?

But looking at Lu'er's expression, she was very angry: "There is a lot of money, but it is all withheld by the account office!"

"What do you mean?" Could it be that the accountant is another "Li Saner"?

"Not yet..." Lu'er sighed.

"Mr. Fan from the account office said that the young lady didn't need the silver anyway, so he kept it with me first. He gave me a few dozen taels each time and let me take it back, and kept the rest. He said that the young lady was injured this time and needed to see a doctor. When I went to ask him for the silver, he actually said that it was a minor injury and wouldn't cost much, so he only gave me 20 taels!"

After listening to her rambling for so long, Yang Qianqian understood. It seemed that this Fourth Miss Yang was really an easy target to bully, and none of the servants in the palace took her seriously.

"Lu'er, please calculate how much money we have not received from the account office in the past year. Not a single cent can be wrong. Calculate it and give it to me, okay?"

Yang Qianqian frowned. She couldn't stand being bullied like this. You know, although money is not everything, it is absolutely impossible to live without money.

When Lu'er heard this, she nodded quickly and said, "Every time I get money from the accounting office, I keep a record of it, just in case Mr. Fan defaults on his debts." However, it is not enough to collect debts by myself. Seeing the changes in her young lady these days, she immediately gained confidence and quickly took out the account books she had made in the past.