The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

Li Xia finally voiced her thoughts: "Miss, vegetables and fruits are usually sold at the market, not in shops. The main reason is that the cost of a shop is high and the profit margin for vegetables and fruits is low. However, it's really necessary to have a shop in winter!"

Jingxue nodded, "You're absolutely right!"

"Moreover, we really need to hurry, otherwise the vegetables will be ready in a month, and we'll have to do some simple tidying up before we can open the shop!"

"Miss, which street are you planning to open on? I'll go out and take a look tomorrow!"

"I think in the North City, isn't it said that the North City is full of aristocratic families and the mansions of officials? They have money, so our vegetable costs are high and the prices won't be low, so ordinary people will definitely buy less!"

“Then you should look for Prince Qin!” Li Xia immediately said.

Jingxue rolled her eyes. "That guy, whenever he sees a profitable business, he wants to get a stake in it. I don't want him involved!"

"Then this servant will go out for a stroll tomorrow!"

"I'm waiting for your good news!" Jingxue said, then smiled at Lixia.

Shopkeeper Peng's voice rang out from outside the door, "Master, my sister is here! May she come in?"

"Come in!" Jingxue's smile faded.

The curtain was lifted, and Manager Peng walked in with a woman. The woman had her hair styled in a married woman's bun, was about the same age as Manager Peng, and was dressed reasonably well, but her face was pale and her lips were white. As a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, Jingxue could tell from the four diagnostic methods that the woman was deficient in qi and blood.

It must have been quite a blow to this woman, given the unexpected turn of events she had gone through.

"Greetings, Master!" The woman curtsied. Judging from her address, it was clear that Manager Peng had already informed his sister, Princess Zhan, of her preferences, which was to be expected.

Jingxue said gently, "No need for formalities! Please sit down and let's talk!"

The woman seemed hesitant to sit down, so Manager Peng pulled her to sit down.

Jingxue didn't want to pry into other people's family affairs and reopen old wounds. "What's your name? You know how to keep accounts, right?"

"I am Peng Qingqing, a woman who can read and write and can also keep accounts!"

Jingxue nodded. "If you go to work, will you bring your child with you?"

Peng Qingqing looked troubled. "To answer your question, my two children are very well-behaved. However, I am truly reluctant to entrust them to others. Please forgive me, sir, if..."

Before she could finish speaking, Manager Peng gently nudged her sister. Peng Qingqing didn't continue. What she meant was that if it was really inconvenient, she would think of another way. She had already thought it through. If it didn't work out, she would go to the embroidery workshop to get some odd jobs. Although she wouldn't earn much, at least she wouldn't go hungry.

Jingxue glanced at Manager Peng, "Then take him with you! I want you to familiarize yourself with the cloth shop from Manager Wang first, a one-month trial period. If it goes well, I'll hand the cloth shop over to you to manage. As for the child..."

Jingxue paused for a moment, then turned to Lixia and said, "Take her over there later and tell Manager Wang's wife to help take care of her for now!"

Lixia nodded.

He then said to Peng Qingqing, "As for whether or not you will be paid, you can discuss it yourselves. If you pass the trial period, you can live in the cloth shop with your child! Your wages for this month are 3 taels of silver. After the trial period, you will be treated the same as the other shopkeepers!"

Upon hearing this, Peng Qingqing stood up and knelt down on the ground with a thud, kowtowing and saying, "Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss!"

Jingxue frowned. "I haven't finished speaking yet, so don't thank me yet! Get up! And don't kneel and kowtow so easily in the future!"

Manager Peng stepped forward and helped his sister up; Peng Qingqing's face was covered in tears.

Jingxue continued, "Given that you are a free agent, I need to sign an agreement with you and make a few demands on you. I'm only hiring you because of Manager Peng!"

"Lixia, go to the front and get paper and pen!"

"Yes!"

Jingxue stated her demands, which Peng Qingqing readily agreed to, promising that if she violated them, she would be kicked out of the shop at best, and reported to the authorities at worst.

After the agreement was written, Peng Qingqing signed it and pressed her fingerprint on it. Then Li Xia took her to the fabric shop.

Jingxue was also planning to return to the manor. As she stepped out the door, she saw Wen Ma returning with two large pieces of meat.

"Hello, Miss. Are you going back now?" Aunt Wen put down the meat and bowed.

"Hmm! This is what Manager He distributed to you?"

"Yes, we are all women here, and we eat lightly. This amount will be enough for us for several days! Tonight, we'll use this pork to make dumplings for the girls. All the girls know how to make them, and they're happy to work together!"

“Okay!” Jingxue nodded slightly and went to the shop in front.

"Please take care, miss!"

Back at Jingning Garden, Xiaoman told Jingxue that Miss Feng had come by, saying she had come to pay her respects to the Princess Consort.

"What did you say?" Jingxue asked.

"I've already spoken to the gatekeeper, and he said you weren't in the courtyard, so he didn't let her in!"

Feng Cuier arrived at Jingning Garden shortly after Jingxue left home this morning.

This was taught to her by the two old women who served her. Old Liu used to work for a wealthy family, but later the master went to the south and didn't want to take so many servants with him. He only kept the ones who served him personally and sold the rest.

Granny Liu used to do manual labor, so she knew the rules of a large family. Although there had always been only one princess in the mansion, she felt that Miss Feng should go and pay her respects to the princess.

Unfortunately, the princess has gone out.

After more than a day of investigation, Feng Cuier had a general understanding of the situation at the Prince's Mansion.

Old Tan's wife's surname is Wang. He and his wife, along with three other gardeners, tend to the flowers, plants, and trees in the Wang Mansion. There's not much work to do this time of year. Now that Granny Wang has been assigned to serve Feng Cuier, she's quite happy. She won't have to do rough work every day anymore!

So, in just one day and one night, the two old women had told Feng Cuier everything they knew without holding anything back. They could tell that there was a servants' courtyard between the Princess and the Prince's courtyard, and that Miss Feng had moved into Meilan Garden as soon as she arrived, which was next to Mingyuan Pavilion. This showed that the Prince valued Miss Feng very much.

If Miss Feng becomes a mistress in the Prince's mansion in the future, then they will be servants of a higher rank.

The butler had been busy all day; he had specially invited an experienced tailor to have several outfits custom-made for Feng Cuier. Seeing Feng Cuier's happy expression, the butler felt very gratified.

After getting clothes, he also needed to match them with some jewelry. He wanted to ask the prince for permission tonight. It could only be the prince. The main problem was that the princess did not manage the household affairs. Did he expect the princess to pay for Feng Cuier's jewelry out of her own pocket?

He was afraid the princess would kick him out!

Ye Muchen returned a little late today because some emergencies had occurred in the military camp that required his personal attention.

It was past dinner time, so he didn't go to Jingning Garden.

After serving Ye Muchen his dinner, Gao Chi heard from the servants in the courtyard that Miss Feng had moved into the nearby Meilan Garden. He felt uneasy about this, but since the steward had already made the arrangements, he couldn't say anything more to the prince.

Yesterday, the prince said he was being effeminate, and he didn't want to be scolded again.