Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

"Sleep is the best way to stay healthy. You don't have to get up early."

Look, what a talkative boy!

"You and I are not incompetent and pedantic. Sleeping in is nothing..."

Wangshu scribbled on his chest, envisioning the future, "In the future, I'm going to buy a big house and dig a deep pool in my bedroom so I can swim in the summer to cool off and take a steaming hot bath in the winter." Alas! Others were reborn in a land of abundance with dense waterways, but how could she, with her fate at the northwest wind's outlet, have the chance to go south...

Only the Taiyuan Wang family, with their strong financial resources, could afford such an indoor swimming pool. She was really bold...

he thought.

“…This may be difficult…” He had to remind her that even a great general couldn’t swim in a bathtub.

Wangshu didn't find it difficult at all and complained, "Your hair is too long..." It takes a lot of time to wash your hair every time.

He threw the towel and hung it back on the drawstring near the inner room. Qin Xiuyuan picked up the person easily with his hair loose, and half-lying on the rocking chair, Wangshu lying on him. The hair of the married couple was entangled, but she was too lazy to take care of it. She was afraid of heat and had her hair cut many times. Someone who didn't easily damage her hair had long hair that reached her waist and usually wore a bun.

"Yes. The hair and body are given by our parents." Although it was troublesome, after marriage, the two of them slept in each other's arms with their hair entangled. In order to avoid pulling their hair, they developed the habit of wearing high buns before sleeping.

"I think you could cut off most of your hair and put it in your father-in-law's box to keep him company." Returning what you receive from your parents is not considered 'damage'.

Hmm?? Accompanying Daddy?

"Let me think about it." She reached out and gently rubbed the person's flesh through his clothes, causing him to feel a little uncomfortable. "Don't move."

"...It's a little more swollen this time." He held her and said softly, "I'll carry you."

Wangshu thought back to the last time and felt a little scared. He refused, "No. You wanted to stab me to death.

What nonsense... His hands did not stop. "Don't be afraid, you can hold on for a while now."

When the passion was strong, he would occasionally try to stop her, and the woman would plead for mercy, looking extremely charming.

She pushed away his restless hands and said, "I want to lie down by myself, are you annoying me?"

He's always touching her while we're talking, so annoying! He's so energetic that she wakes up late, and she blames him!

She also wanted to tell him that they should put two rocking chairs next to the pool, so that when they got tired of swimming, they could lie there together and drink some Ji's hot milk tea...

It's like playing the lute to a cow!

"Shushu... just like that..." He held her tightly and didn't let go. His hands were firmly around her waist, and he slowly calmed his breathing.

Wangshu broke free from him, put on her clothes, put on the big shawl knitted by Ji's mother, and ran to another rocking chair to continue imagining her big house.

Qin Xiuyuan: ...

The pickle room is in the Ji family, and is managed by Ji Shou and Taotao. Every day at sunset, Ji Shou will come to Wangshu to report the accounts and payable of the previous day.

Fresh vegetables are hard to come by in winter, so the season before winter is a good time to sell pickled vegetables. I prepared a large quantity of pickled vegetables early, hoping to make a quick buck...

"Two tanks?" Wangshu looked at the number of slaps for five consecutive days and was puzzled. This number wouldn't be there in summer!

“Is there anyone selling pickled vegetables in the market?”

When quality and market demand are determined, the only possibility is the emergence of competitors in a price war.

Ji Shou has been busy increasing the stock of pickled vegetables. He keeps his feet on the ground, head down, toes touching toes. "Miss, Ji Shou has been out for the past ten days just to come here to reconcile the accounts..."

Taotao has grown up and has become stronger. She likes to go out more... She can push a small cart to deliver goods and sell goods by herself.

"What does Taotao say?" These two people are the type who work hard and earn more. It doesn't make sense that they sell it like this!

"Taotao... someone called Bing Ren to marry her." Ji Shou lowered his head and answered a question that was not asked.

Only the top of Wangshu's head was left, which was startled.

“…Who is the other party?”

The two then took Qin Hu out.

On Jiangjun Street, in front of the prosperous Wangxian Tower, a crowd of people bustled. A cloth banner fluttered in the wind, clearly signifying the sale of pickled vegetables.

The three of them stood on the opposite side of the street, and from time to time people passed by carrying pickled vegetables tied with ropes. They were golden and translucent, and of excellent quality.

At the gathering center, there was a queue of many people standing by two wooden carts carrying pickle jars. A girl with a smile on her face opened the jar, took out the pickles, and held them high to show passers-by. It was the fifteen-year-old Taotao.

"Miss, Taotao's fiancé is the one next to you." Ji Shou recognized him and said, "He said his family runs a small business."

He has a pointed face and monkey cheeks, his eyes darting around, and that smiling face looks like it was pasted on.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Monkey, who had gone to continue his inquiries, returned. "That's the youngest son of the concubine of the third master of Wangxian Tower!"

There was lively conversation and laughter on the other side, and Wangshu gritted his teeth for a moment.

As if he was shot in the chest, his whole body was filled with sharp pain, his blood was coagulated, and his breathing was difficult. The walking corpse returned to the Ji family along the shortcut taken by the people who came to buy vegetables.

This path is dotted with young women, children in hand, briskly walking to buy a couple of pickles... Merchants arrive with horse-drawn carts to stock up... Peddlers from rural villages buy a couple of jars, carry their loads on their shoulders, and take them back to sell to their fellow villagers...

Wangshu also said to Ji Shou and Tao Tao: "When the road is open and people are connected, money will flow." Paving with stone bricks benefits both others and yourself.

Now the road is under our feet, but where are we?

In front of the Wangxianlou cloth banners that were set up all over the city...

To make wedding dresses for others is really to make wedding dresses for others.

Wangshu quietly looked at the jars of pickled vegetables filling the room.

"Miss……"

Taotao, who was called back, fell to her knees in front of Wangshu, who was staring at the room full of pickle jars in a trance.

I'd never noticed Taotao stuttering. She was always busy and cheerful, calling out to people in crisp, short, joyful voices, saving her monthly salary and earning a share of the profits... The joy and satisfaction of receiving the money from Wangshu always made me feel the pride and honor of having someone I had mentored achieve success with...

“…We’ve known each other for a while!…”

Because of Ji Shou and Tao Tao's kindness, the transaction with Wangxianlou did not even involve the secret recipe of pickled vegetables.

Now, these piles of pickled vegetable jars that fill the room but no one cares about them are the best blessing for her!

"...Iceman introduced...Wang Lang is wealthy...and good-looking...He actually agreed...to buy me some cakes...We...we..."

Disgusting! I want to puke! Bastards!

Wangshu wiped her face and looked clearly at the person kneeling at her feet. Taotao, who was speaking haltingly, was frightened by her coldness and stood there in shock.

"...Miss...you said this recipe was from Taotao..."

Yes, Wangshu said that!

The sedan stopped in the alley of Qin's house. Wangshu pushed Ji Shou's hand away and said, "Let Madam and my mother go to the study."

Nanny Xia, Nanny Li, but when the young lady refers to Nanny, it is only Nanny Xia.

Before the two entered the study, Ji Shou explained what happened today and added with trepidation, "The young lady just kicked Second Aunt Ji and Miss Wangyue out of the Ji family."

Just one word, "Get out!"