The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

Seeing how confident she was, everyone just covered their mouths and smiled.

Only Li Chuyou could hear the sincerity in Zhu Ling's words.

Soon, all kinds of small cakes were placed on the exquisite dessert stand. Because of her profession, Song Youan naturally has her own set of aesthetics in composition, and the effect created by her is particularly beautiful.

Cuizhu, who was standing by, couldn't help but praise her when she saw it: "You have such a skillful hand, the young lady will definitely like it after seeing it."

Song Youan smiled and took these things to the garden with several maids.

"Yeah, this thing is really beautiful."

“These small plates and cups are also very exquisite.”

"Miss Song, did you put all these there?"

As soon as it was put down, the ladies gathered around. The gold and silver inlaid tableware and dessert stands made the various small cakes on the plates more delicious and echoed the colorful flowers in the garden.

Song Youan nodded with a smile and said softly, "I also prepared milk tea for the ladies today. It goes perfectly with the cake."

When they heard the word "milk tea", everyone else looked suspicious, but Zhu Ling's eyes lit up.

"Miss Song, what is milk tea?"

"Is it tea brewed with goat's milk?"

"Will it taste good? I've never been used to goat's milk."

The ladies looked at each other in bewilderment, obviously it was the first time they had heard of such a new thing as milk tea.

Zhu Ling said proudly at this time: "The milk tea is delicious, very fragrant and sweet, mellow and smooth in the mouth, different from the tea we usually drink."

After hearing Zhu Ling's eloquent explanation, Li Xiangrong asked, "Sister Ling, have you tried this? Why would you keep such a good thing to yourself? And why didn't you invite us to taste it with you?"

"That's right." The others echoed.

Although the tone was joking, it was also mixed with some complaints.

Zhu Ling just smiled and said, "Miss Song only gave me a little, which was enough to make a few cups. I drank it all in a few days."

Song Youan shook her head helplessly when she heard that. The milk tea powder she gave to Zhu Ling would last her for a month if she drank one cup every three days, but now she had drunk it all.

Fortunately, she controlled the amount she drank, otherwise, with Zhu Ling's drinking habits, she would definitely gain several pounds in a month.

At this time, the milk tea was brewed with hot water and brought up by Cuizhu on a wooden tray. Just by walking by, the aggressive aroma of industrial flavors spread everywhere.

Everyone sniffed it and their eyes widened.

smell good……

"Everyone, please take a seat." Zhu Ling asked everyone to sit down. There was a small round table, and after several young ladies sat around it, there were no empty seats left.

Zhu Ling looked around and said, "Let's squeeze in and let Miss Song sit with us."

Upon hearing this, several young ladies couldn't help but look around at the people around them, and they couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

Zhu Ling treated Miss Song as a friend and wanted to sit with her, but as daughters of wealthy families, they did not want to lose their status by sitting at the same table with a merchant girl.

For them, it is acceptable to reward Song Youan with gold, silver and other treasures as a gesture of goodwill, and even to speak to him in an equal and gentle manner, but if his behavior really crosses the class system, they will still resist in their hearts.

No matter how capable you are, you cannot confuse superiors and subordinates.

Zhu Ling's thoughts were not so delicate, but Li Chuyou could sense the embarrassment of the crowd at the moment. She spoke at the right moment, "Sister Ling, didn't you just say that the young marquis wanted to thank Miss Song?"

After she finished speaking, she gave Cuizhu a look.

Cuizhu was smart and seemed to understand what Li Chuyou meant. She quickly lowered her head and agreed, "Miss, why don't I take Miss Song to visit the Second Young Master?"

Zhu Ling was still a little confused, but when she heard this she nodded subconsciously.

Song Youan didn't really want to sit and drink tea with these young ladies, so she took the opportunity to follow Cuizhu out of the garden.

"Miss Cuizhu, what does the young marquis want to thank me for?"

On the way, Song Youan asked in confusion.

Cuizhu said, "Of course it's about the Fengyoujing. The last time the young lady came to the mansion, the second young master didn't see her. Afterwards, he specifically told the young lady to tell him when the young lady comes next time."

Song Youan paused upon hearing this and said, "Madam has already rewarded me for this matter, so there is no need to go to the young marquis to claim another reward."

As she spoke, she looked up at the sky above her head. Today was the beginning of the plum rain season. The clouds were dark and it seemed like it was about to rain.

"It looks like it's going to rain, so I think I'll go back first."

Cuizhu grabbed her and said in embarrassment: "Miss, just go. If you leave halfway, the young lady and the second young master will definitely blame me."

Before Song Youan could figure out what was happening, two figures were coming towards them from a distance.

Cuizhu's eyes lit up when she saw the person coming, and she quickly raised her voice and said, "Second Young Master!"

Zhu Zhe was tall and slender, and with his long legs, he came to Song Youan in just a few steps. Song Youan had also seen the person with him. He was the illegitimate son of Marquis Fuyang and the third young master of the mansion, Zhu Lin.

"Second Young Master, Third Young Master." Cuizhu bowed slightly and saluted, and Song Youan also followed suit.

Zhu Zhe looked at Song Youan with obvious joy in his eyes. He said in a gentle and clear voice, "Miss Song, I have always wanted to thank you."

Song Youan lowered his head and replied softly, "Young Marquis, you are too polite."

"But I don't know what you like." Zhu Zhe asked seriously, "Can you tell me?"

Song Youan quickly shook his head. "Young Marquis, there's really no need to be so polite. Second Miss and I are friends. It was Second Miss who was always worried about your health that led me to come up with this idea. If you want to thank someone, it should be Second Miss."

Zhu Zhe blinked his watery eyes, not knowing how to respond to Song Youan's words for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhu Lin said softly, "Second brother, Miss Song has said so, so you don't have to give her anything. It wouldn't look good if you, an unmarried young man, gave something to a girl."

Zhu Zhe was stunned for a moment, then nodded in understanding. "Third brother, you're right. As a man, I'm afraid of doing this. I'm afraid of bringing trouble to Miss Song's reputation."

At this point, Zhu Lin actually looked at Song Youan and asked, "I just wonder if the young lady is married?"

Song Youan is already twenty-two years old. In ancient times, at this age, people would have been mothers for several years.

Although she did not reveal her age, she obviously did not look like she was thirteen or fourteen years old.

She looked at Zhu Lin and said in a calm tone, "Third Young Master, your question is a bit abrupt."

"No offense intended, please don't blame me, young lady." Zhu Lin said.

Zhu Zhe also said: "My third brother has always been outspoken, Miss Song, please don't be angry."

Song Youan shook her head and didn't answer the question. She just bowed and said goodbye: "It's going to rain. I'll leave first."