Shocking! In this matriarchal society, every man wants to marry me!

Xia Fang failed to sell the glass because he didn't find the right target customers. He treated the glass as a cheap, fast-moving consumer good, when in fact it was not a common type of glass.

Even in the southern region, it only flourished on a small scale, and very few people had ever seen it. It could be regarded as a luxury item, a way to fleece the rich, no, to do business with the rich.

The first step is to establish brand awareness, and poetry is the fastest way to spread this message. But who should we approach?

As she was deep in thought, resting her head on her hand, Xia Jin'an came over with an oil lamp and recommended someone to her named Wang Yuan.

This person was a failed scholar, but a child prodigy named Wang Yuan. She passed the county-level exam at the age of 18, but when she enthusiastically went to take the provincial-level exam, she failed for ten years.

Frustrated and unsuccessful in his career, he frequented brothels, composing lyrics and music for famous courtesans, which became quite popular…

“This person has no fixed abode, but it will be easier for you to find her recently.”

Zhongtian gently stirred the lamp oil, making the lamp shine a little brighter.

Xia Jin'an smiled and said, "This involves a rumor."

"tell me the story."

"That day, when Wang Yuan was painting by the river, Xia Muning walked past her. The wind blew down Xia Muning's veil, revealing his handsome face. Wang Yuan's brush fell to the ground, and she fell in love with Xia Muning at first sight."

"From then on, she followed in Xia Muning's footsteps, composing lyrics and music for him. Half of Xia Muning's reputation as the number one young master was due to her praise. The eloquent pen of a writer can always elevate a person to the heavens."

Zhong Tian excitedly grasped Xia Jin'an's hand: "You're so kind, I understand."

Xia Jin'an smiled gently at him. That gentle lowering of his head was like a water lily shyly bowing to the cool breeze; a glimpse of his masculine charm could be seen today.

Xia Jin'an looked at their clasped hands, and the warm touch warmed his heart.

It's great to be able to help Zhongtian. When he was in the Xia family, he would always collect information about the preferences and rumors of those important people, both to pass the time in his boring and trivial daily life and to curry favor with them so as not to do anything wrong.

However, Zhongtian immediately took his hand back, leaving Xia Jin'an feeling somewhat lost.

The next day, Zhongtian went down the mountain to inquire and learned that Xia Muning would be boating on the river that evening.

By evening, there were already quite a few people waiting by the river, showing no signs of impatience.

Are all these people here for Xia Muning? That fierce, spoiled, and unreasonable young master?

Zhong Tian pursed his lips, somewhat helplessly searching for Wang Yuan in the crowd.

According to Jin An, the woman had delicate features but was unrestrained and wild, and always carried a hint of alcohol and perfume. Zhong Tian thought she would be hard to find.

Unexpectedly, when the Xia family's ship passed by, a young woman in the crowd spoke the loudest and most excitedly, waving her hand vigorously, and Zhongtian spotted her.

Zhongtian pushed through the crowd and grabbed her. "You're Wang Yuan, right? Write a poem or a prose for Boli, and you'll get 100 coins per word!" Zhongtian had no choice but to offer her a large sum of money from the start.

"what?"

"Who are you! What is glass?"

Zhong Tian explained everything, but for Wang Yuan, with Xia Muning in front, everything he said was like a gentle breeze, barely registering in her ears and not on her mind.

"Listen to me!" Nakata roared.

The shout startled Wang Yuan, who then turned her gaze towards him. "If you can obtain a piece of silk handkerchief from Young Master Xia for me, I will grant you anything you ask for."

Zhongtian turned his head and glanced at it. The ship was completely covered up, and not a single ray of light could see through. The only way to tell that it belonged to the Xia family was by the insignia on the bow.

"Is this the only condition? None of the others are acceptable?"

"Correct!"

Zhongtian gritted his teeth: "Fine, I agree!"

Zhongtian looked at the river. It was summer, so the water wasn't cold. She was probably going to be in quite a mess!

Wang Yuan suddenly heard a loud splash. She looked up in surprise and saw the woman from before. She was startled and started screaming.

"Someone fell into the water!"

...

Xia Muning rubbed his temples in frustration. Even though the ship was completely sheltered, the noise from outside could still get in intermittently, making him feel uneasy.

He didn't want to come out.

His mother gave him the idea to go out; she always hoped he could go out and make a name for himself.

So he tirelessly attended banquets, engaging in poetry contests, painting contests, and all sorts of pointless competitions with those boring people.

These days, even when you go out for a stroll, there are noisy people making a racket nearby.

Sudden.

"Someone has fallen into the water!" The shout was so powerful that it was heard even by those inside the boat.

Xia Muning walked towards the riverbank. There was a woman struggling in the river; she obviously couldn't swim, and the water was about to submerge her head.

"Save them immediately!"

He was attended to by only two servants, Shishu and Shiqin.

Shiqin hesitated for a moment, then Shishu jumped down.

Shi Shu was clearly an excellent swimmer, and in no time, the person was rescued.

Zhong Tian clutched his chest and coughed repeatedly. It wasn't reckless of him to go into the water; he was desperately heading towards the Xia family's boat. If Xia Mu Ning cared about his reputation, he wouldn't have refused to save him.

Shi Shu went downstairs to change her clothes.

Shiqin followed Xia Muning over. Zhongtian kept her head down, not wanting Xia Muning to see her face.

But Xia Muning clearly had a good memory. When he saw it was her, his concerned expression immediately changed, and he said fiercely, "So it was you who fell into the water, Shiqin! Kick her in!"

Zhong Tian coughed violently, and looked at Xia Muning, saying, "Young Master Xia, if I fall into the water again, I will die! I will rest here for a while and then leave immediately."

Xia Muning looked at Zhong Tian, ​​who was soaking wet and somewhat disheveled on the ground, but did not pursue him to the end. He turned and left.

"Leave immediately after you're done!"

A moment later, Shishu came over with a bowl of ginger soup in her hand, her eyes filled with concern: "Madam Xia, this is ginger soup that the kitchen made for me. Please have some to avoid catching a cold."

The servant in front of me looks young and still quite naive, but she has a kind heart.

"Shishu, I have a favor to ask."

"You said."

"Here is one tael of silver. Could you give me one of your young master's silk handkerchiefs?"

Silk handkerchiefs were not a rare commodity for wealthy young men; they had many, each with a different style and color, and they never wore the same handkerchief twice. Shishu and Shiqin, as their trusted personal attendants, certainly had some on hand.

Shi Shu slammed the ginger soup down, glaring angrily at Zhong Tian, ​​"You lecherous woman."

"Shishu, please help me, this is very important to me."

"...Is it really that important?"

“Really!” Nakata nodded sincerely.

"...Alright then, you wait here, I'll go get it!"

Shi Shu ran off quickly, and a little while later, she came back with Xia Mu Ning.

Shi Shu hid behind Xia Muning, feeling somewhat guilty: "I...I've thought it through. No matter how important your matter is, it's not as important as my master." She was indeed a loyal protector of her master.

However, Zhongtian could no longer praise Shishu, because Xia Muning approached step by step and asked in a low voice, "Zhongtian, what do you need my handkerchief for?"