Good luck in pregnancy, the daughter of the prime minister's mansion has a soft waist

Although Shen Muxue had participated in the past, she was just the object of everyone's jokes.

Although she is the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's family, her stepmother is in power, and she lives worse than a little girl.

Therefore, no one cared when she was bullied.

This time, it's probably just another old story, which is really boring.

"Pick one at random." Shen Muxue didn't even raise her eyelids, but she was already thinking in her mind. The second volume of "The Art of Getting Rich" mentioned that in February this year, one of the largest weaving factories in Jiangnan suffered a fire, causing heavy losses.

That factory is the only place where embroidered satin is produced today, and all the offerings to the capital and even the imperial palace come from here.

Once the supply is cut off, the prices of the existing brocade satins will surely rise rapidly.

Thinking of this, Shen Muxue closed the book and said to An Lan, "Come and help me change my clothes. If you have enough time, go to the General's Mansion and pick up my cousin Lu Wen."

"Okay, miss."

An Lan was quick and efficient and helped Shen Muxue dress up in a short time.

Just as the three were about to leave, Xi Xiang rushed over and knelt down in front of Shen Muxue.

"Miss, I have been sweeping the floor for a month. I sincerely repent and ask you to keep me here to serve you."

She spread out her hands, and found blisters on her palms, which showed that she had put a lot of effort into this trip.

Shen Muxue raised her eyebrows.

"You want to go to the Duke's Mansion with me?"

Xi Xiang nodded quickly: "In the past, I always accompanied the young lady. An Lan is young and unfamiliar with the young ladies in the capital, so I'm afraid there might be some mistakes. Let me go with the young lady."

Shen Muxue looked at Xi Xiang, smiled slightly, and turned to An Lan.

"An Lan, you stay at home this time. I'll take you to the Ice Skating Festival some other day."

Although An Lan also wanted to go, she just nodded obediently.

"Okay, I'll wait for you back at the mansion. Please be careful on the road."

Shen Muxue gently stroked An Lan's head, and got into the carriage with Xixiang and Qingyi.

As the carriage was about to depart, a cheerful voice rang out.

"Sister Xue, I heard that you are also going to attend the banquet at the Duke's Mansion today. Why don't we go together?"

Shen Muxue looked up and saw a carriage slowly approaching. Han Luwen's fair and tender face was full of anticipation. She waved vigorously at Shen Muxue: "Sister Xue, take our carriage. It's spacious."

On the side, Han Chenghe rode a maroon horse and bowed slightly to Shen Muxue.

Shen Muxue had something to discuss with them, so she gladly accepted the invitation and got into their car directly.

Qingyi and Xixiang followed closely behind the carriage, walking step by step.

Qingyi is agile and strong, so it is easy for her to keep up with the carriage.

But it was hard for Xixiang. She kept running in small steps but still gradually fell behind. In the end, only dust was left in front of her.

Han Luwen is a chatterbox. Even though it was only the second time she met Shen Muxue, she had already put her arm around her like they were close friends of many years, constantly handing her candied dates and osmanthus cakes, and sharing the delicious food with her.

Shen Muxue had never been so close to anyone before, so she felt a little awkward. She politely declined, "Cousin, you can eat these. I don't really like sweets."

"Try it, it's really delicious!"

……

The sound of horse hooves accompanied the carriage. Han Chenghe walked alongside with a barely perceptible smile on his lips. The words coming from inside the carriage made him feel warm.

He had heard about the existence of this little cousin a long time ago.

Unfortunately, my little cousin was locked up in seclusion by Prime Minister Shen, who forbade her from having any contact with the general's mansion, so that they had only met very few times over the years.

Later, gossip about this little cousin spread in the capital. He was shocked and angry, fearing that his little cousin had really been led astray by some bad person.

Fortunately, my mother led the troops to support in time. When she came back, she praised my little cousin highly, saying that my little cousin was indeed her aunt's child, smart and brave, and quite opinionated.

At that moment, he had a new plan in mind.

When he first met his little cousin, when those clear eyes looked at him, he felt as if the blood in his body froze instantly. Such a stunning beauty was probably hard to find in the whole capital.

At the same time, those rumors also disappeared in my mind.

My little cousin is very smart, how could she be easily fooled?

Just as his thoughts were drifting away, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, and a picturesque face peeked out from behind the dark brown curtain.

"Second cousin, come in and sit with me. I have something to tell you."

"Ah."

There are only sisters in the car, so there is naturally no need to be shy.

Han Chenghe handed the horse to his attendant and stepped into the carriage.

The carriage was spacious, and Han Chenghe happened to sit opposite Shen Muxue. Seeing that her forehead was slightly sweaty, he considerately pulled up the curtains, and a cool breeze blew in, making the air a little fresher.

Shen Muxue didn't beat around the bush and said directly to Han Chenghe, "I know the dream you mentioned that day sounds bizarre. Buying land and growing crops requires a huge amount of capital, so it's natural for my cousin to have some concerns. But now, I have a new project on my hands that will make a lot of money soon, and the initial investment is not large. I wonder if my second cousin would be interested in learning more?"

Han Chenghe looked at the twinkle in his little cousin's eyes, which seemed particularly intelligent, and couldn't help asking, "What project is it?"

To avoid being seen by others,

Shen Muxue used tea as ink and gently wrote three words on the table.

"Makeup satin".

"Flowered satin?" Han Chenghe frowned slightly.

Zhuanghua satin is the finest among all silks. Initially, it was only popular in the imperial palace, but later wealthy families imitated it. Although it is sold in many cloth shops on the market, it is not a rare item.

The most important thing is that this market has become saturated, and it would undoubtedly be too late to get involved at this moment.

Unlike other brothers who are keen on martial arts, Han Chenghe, who grew up in Beijing, prefers business. He has run many businesses himself and has a keen sense of market judgment. He has made considerable profits in recent years and is a rising star in the business world.

Although he had doubts about Shen Muxue's suggestion, he still responded politely.

"Cousin, I'm not trying to discourage you, but right now isn't the right time to enter the Zhuanghuaduan market. Besides, as far as I know, you've never been involved in business before. I heard you sold your dowry and bought land and a shop. Did you make any profit? After all, even siblings have to keep track of their accounts."

It's never a bad thing for Han Chenghe to be more careful.

But Shen Muxue couldn't help feeling lost. She looked for Han Chenghe because she regarded him as her support.

"What's past is past, but now I'm sure this embroidered satin will be profitable."

Han Chenghe was still hesitant.

People who do business cannot make assumptions based on empty assumptions. They must have solid evidence, otherwise all the profits will be wasted.

Shen Muxue understood.

Since he doesn't believe her, that's it.

Anyway, she couldn't find any reason to convince him.

"If you think this is inappropriate, you can just pretend I never mentioned it."

Shen Muxue turned her head and looked out the window. The sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was about to snow.

People on the street were wrapped in cotton clothes and walking in a hurry.

The charcoal fire in the car was burning brightly, so it didn't feel cold at all.

Han Chenghe's gaze fell on Shen Muxue. Her profile was as gentle as jade, her eyelashes were slightly curled like crow feathers, and her lips were light pink. When she was quiet, she was like a beautiful painting.