No, I was just a concubine, how did I become the queen?

The Fourth Master looked at his subordinates' reports and saw so many baby girls being given injections. He felt like something was blocking his heart and was very depressed.

These ignorant sayings can actually influence the actions of ordinary people, and many Manchus even do so.

When their ancestors lived on the grasslands, women were an extremely precious resource.

Whenever a family has a daughter, they will take good care of her and raise her up.

They laugh wildly on the grassland, have big, unrestrained feet, and can ride horses freely.

But after taking control of the Central Plains, all this slowly changed.

Even though people still shaved their heads and kept braids, the amount of hair shaved was getting less and less, and the amount left was getting more and more.

Manchu men prefer the gentleness and fragility of Han women, and even Manchu women prefer Han scholars and admire talented men like Nalan Xingde.

The Manchus seemed to control the world, but were being eroded bit by bit.

Not only did they bind their daughters' feet in the hope of having a son, but they also bound their daughters' feet in the hope of marrying into a good family.

"What a nonsense!" The Fourth Master grew angrier as he read the report and threw it aside.

I can’t bear to watch it anymore. I know but I can’t do anything about it. That feeling is too painful.

Lin Mingyan made him a cup of tea, picked up the report, glanced at it, and shook her head, saying, "How could there be so many Manchus with bound feet?"

"That's right!" The Fourth Master took a sip of tea and suppressed his anger: "How can a woman like this get on a horse?"

All Manchus, regardless of gender, can race horses!

Lin Mingyan touched her nose and said, "You can't ride a horse without bound feet. I don't know how to do it."

"The Manchus around here are mostly Han army banners. Who can afford to raise horses?"

"Huh? Cha Cha can't ride a horse?" The Fourth Master was a little surprised.

The Lin family didn’t have horses before, so how could they learn?

Lin Mingyan nodded: "Yes, if my family hadn't been poor when I was a child, I might have bound my feet!"

When she traveled through time, her original self was already ten years old. If her feet were bound, she would cry to death.

Fortunately, Old Lady Lin favored the second wife and still wanted the people from the first wife to work, so she stopped the original body from having its feet bound.

Lin Mingzhen had bound feet, so she considered herself a rare commodity and thought she could marry into a good family.

When the Fourth Master heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly hugged her: "Fortunately, Cha Cha didn't suffer such a great hardship."

"When the weather warms up, we'll go live on the farm again. I'll teach you how to ride then."

His work at the Ministry of Revenue has come to an end. Now he has no specific duties and just shows up at the Ministry from time to time.

"Okay!" Lin Mingyan couldn't wait.

The first month of the year passed as Lin Mingyan waited, and she had a very comfortable time during this period.

I don’t know if it’s because of the sticking place, but there hasn’t been any trouble in the backyard recently.

Even the main courtyard was calm and peaceful.

Fu Jin lay in bed for a full 120 days without getting out of bed, and even rarely took a bath. Only then was she considered to have recovered.

On the day I left confinement, I needed three buckets of water to clean my whole body.

While she let Zhenzhu wipe her hair, she called several shop managers to check the accounts.

Because she was taking care of her health this year, she didn't check her accounts before the New Year. Now that she is out of confinement, she is a little impatient.

Although Fu Jin was not favored before she got married, she was lucky enough to be appointed as the prince's wife by the emperor.

Fei Yanggu gave her a generous dowry and gave her several popular shops in Beijing.

Among them is a century-old brand called Jixianglou, a famous restaurant in Beijing. It is popular with customers because of its good wine.

It can be said that Jixianglou accounts for most of the income of the concubine’s dowry shop.

But today, when the manager of Jixianglou was checking the accounts, he almost broke out in a sweat.

"What?! Jixianglou actually suffered a loss of one thousand taels in the second half of the year?" Fu Jin threw away the rhino horn pendant in her hand and turned to stare at Manager Gui.

Manager Gui is Nanny Gui's biological son and can be considered her foster brother. She trusts him so much that she lets him take charge of Jixiang Tower.

Manager Gui slumped to his knees and said, "Madam, Jixianglou is famous for its fine wine. Everyone comes here just for the wine."

"But a while ago this year, 'Shenxianzui' suddenly became popular, and everyone wanted to drink it."

"I don't know which big shot got the VIP room next door to get their hands on 'God of Drunk', but they're only supplying it in limited quantities every day."

"And they don't rely on luck, but on points. Only points can be exchanged for alcohol."

"If you want more points, you have to spend money there. Ten taels of silver for one point."

"You need to save up 100 points and add one or two taels of silver to drink the Immortal Drunk."

"this......"

"Nonsense!" Fu Jin was very sensitive about these matters of money and immediately noticed the loophole: "How can a drink that costs a thousand taels affect our business?"

You should know that Jixianglou is not a high-end restaurant, but one that caters to middle-class customers.

A table for six people only costs two taels of silver, and with the wine and drinks it is only five taels.

Even if some businessmen are hosting a banquet and there are more people, twenty taels would be enough.

The VIP building is completely different from the customer group they serve!

Manager Gui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Fujin, I originally thought so too!"

"But the Immortal Drunk costs a hundred taels of silver per bottle, and it's not certain you can buy it. Everyone is curious too."

"Also, you can deposit silver in advance in the VIP room. That means if you deposit one thousand taels of silver, you will get one hundred points, which is enough to buy a bottle of Shenxianzuile."

"The remaining money can be used later, and customers who top up can get discounts."

He himself was a heavy drinker, and when he heard that one could get drunk easily for only one or two taels of silver, he saved up a thousand taels.

Tell me, what's the difference between this wine and free gift?!

But unexpectedly, more and more people go to the VIP building to save money. Now that they have saved money, do they have to spend it there?

Before long, Jixianglou had almost no business.

The VIP building is packed with customers every day, and people have to queue up to eat at meal times.

Fu Jin had never experienced such a high-end business war, and she still couldn't figure it out: "Then how can they guarantee that customers will come every day?"

Even if you save money, it will eventually run out, right?

"Fujin, you don't know, that VIP building is so shameless!" Manager Gui was almost crying: "They even hold a lottery every day!"

"As long as you spend at least ten taels of silver, you can enter the lucky draw that day. Three people will be picked out the next day to drink a small pot of Shenxianzui for free."

"Although it's only half a bottle, it's free. It's worth fifty taels of silver. Who wouldn't be tempted?"

He now eats secretly, but in order to avoid being recognized, he packs ten taels of food every day to take away, just in the hope of being selected.

However, he had almost spent all his 1,000 taels of silver, but still had no luck in winning the lottery.

Bah, what bad luck!