A master of metaphysics is farming.

The purpose of starting a business was to ensure their future livelihood. Not to mention, Grandma San also had a voice in the village, and being able to take care of her own family was a good thing in her eyes.

As for the embroidery, Xiang He had originally planned to have Su Shi lend a hand. Although it might not be as good as Xiang Huiying's skills, at least there would be income, and she wouldn't feel idle.

In addition, knowing that Su was a maid from a noble family, her embroidery skills must be quite good. She couldn't understand these things, but none of the purses Su had embroidered before had been rejected, which meant that her technique was very good.

Having made up her mind, she wanted to pave the way for her family as soon as possible.

With the Wang family protecting them in the city, they wouldn't be easily bullied.

With a clear understanding of the situation, Xiang He breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until Wang Rongxing returned that Xiang He began to explain her plan.

“I have four hundred taels of silver available right now, so we'll split the shop rental fee. We'll also split the cost of the fabric we get from the dye shop, however much we buy. And the hiring…”

“Wait a minute,” Wang Rongxing pushed the cup on the table away a bit, “We don’t need to rent a shop. My father gave me a shop that’s just gathering dust now, but it’s usable.”

Xiang He's lips twitched involuntarily. This shop was given to him so easily, and he hadn't even used a single thing. He was truly impressed...

"It's under your name?"

"Yes."

Xiang He reconsidered, "Let's be fair. I'll give you ten taels of rent every month. The money for hiring the embroiderers will also be split equally, and the monthly income will be divided 50/50."

Wang Rongxing muttered, "You don't need to give me ten taels..."

"I have to give it to you. If we have an argument or something, and you bring this up, should I forgive you?"

"..."

Wang Rongxing couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy; it sounded as if he were the one stirring up trouble...

"Don't look like that, we're talking about serious matters!"

Faced with her forceful words, Wang Rongxing could only silently endure them, not daring to lose his temper.

Xiang Huiying rarely saw the young master of the family like this, and she suppressed her laughter, not daring to make a sound.

"Go ahead and say it..."

Xiang He explained everything to him, saying that this was a collaboration between her and Wang Rongxing, and had nothing to do with Xiang Ran Fang.

However, the clothing shops could only use fabrics from Xiangranfang, and the clothes they sold were expensive, so they could only cater to VIP customers.

Only the embroiderer's hands can win over the hearts of distinguished guests.

Xiang He repeatedly instructed that they must find a good embroiderer who was not cunning or scheming.

Having no other choice, Wang Rongxing agreed repeatedly and finally wrote down a written agreement.

Looking at the name on the paper, Wang Rongxing felt only frustration. "Could I have been tricked by you...?"

Xiang He glared at him irritably, "Why would I cheat you out of a profitable business?"

"But the name you signed wasn't yours."

“This is my mother’s name,” Xiang He said, putting the paper away. “From now on, all the money and expenses will be handled by my mother.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Rongxing looked anxious, "Isn't this my business with you? How did it get involved with your mother?"

"Never mind that, this business is all about making money, no losses are possible."

Despite Xiang He's relaxed demeanor, Xiang Huiying beside her was filled with worry, "If we lose money, won't your money be..."

"Don't worry, my mother's skills are also quite good. With the embroiderer supporting us, we will definitely be able to outdo the other shops in the city."

"But what if we really lose money..."

Xiang He knew her worries and patted her shoulder gently, "It's okay to lose money. You can earn more. If I can earn four hundred taels, I can earn four thousand taels!"

Seeing her confident expression, Xiang Huiying suppressed her unease and smiled, "I believe you!"

Everything was going smoothly, except for the lack of a renowned embroiderer, which she believed Wang Rongxing could find.

He slung the bamboo basket over his shoulder, but didn't take the garment with him. "Can I borrow your place to hang it for a couple of days?"

Wang Rongxing immediately understood her thoughts and scoffed, "This is my father's shop. Didn't you want to work independently with me? Why are you still keeping it here..."

Without saying a word, Xiang He stuffed it into his hand, "Just hang it up for a few days and don't sell it. If anyone asks, just say you're planning to open a clothing store recently. We should take advantage of what we can."

Building a reputation is very important.

Wang Rongxing placed it directly on the table, saying, "Hanging it is fine, but could you please use a piece of embroidery with a better color? This one is just for testing colors, and it doesn't look eye-catching enough."

Seeing his awkward expression, Xiang He raised an eyebrow slightly, "You're quite the businessman, aren't you! Alright, I'll pick out two bolts to take back later. Here's a hundred taels of silver for you, and make sure you bring some nice clothes to town when you come!"

"Is it really possible?"

Wang Rongxing, with a sullen face, glared at He and turned to walk away. "Can't you have some ambition? When you see new clothes again, you won't feel this way anymore, I'm telling you."

"Fine, fine, who else can I trust if I don't believe in them..."

He's currently worried about how to tell his family, since losing money would damage their reputation.

But it's also quite exciting to think about. This is the first time he's run his own business. If he succeeds, his family won't think he's useless anymore.

The thought invigorated him somewhat.

"Let's go! Let's go to Chunfenglou for a meal! It's on me!"

"No, I have to go to the county government office. Miss Zeng is waiting for me to go and see her again."

Already confused, Xiang Huiying was startled when she heard this and grabbed Xiang He's wrist, "Why, why are you going to the county government again? Has something happened?"

"It's nothing," Xiang He patted the back of her hand lightly. "I'll be right back. You go to Chunfeng Tower with him first, I'll be there soon."

"I'll arrange a carriage for you. Go quickly and come back soon."

"Row."

Xiang He's trip was rushed, but seeing that Zeng Yunqing's complexion had improved, he felt relieved.

"Here's the amulet. Stay home at night and get plenty of sunshine during the day. If you're feeling bored, you can come with me to Chunfeng Tower now and try their pearl duck."

Zeng Yunqing, who has recovered, has a rosy and radiant complexion, and even smiles more often, though they seem a little forced.

She looked at Madam Zeng beside her, "Mother?"

"It's good to go out and about more. If you happen to see Miss Jiang and Young Master Wang, you should thank them properly."

"understood."

Seeing that she was smiling more, Madam Zeng felt a little more at ease. She took out a red cloth bag from her sleeve and said, "I don't know much about these things, but we still have to give incense money. Please keep this safe, young lady."

"Thank you in advance, Madam. I will escort Miss Zeng back safely."

“Look at what you’re saying,” Madam Zeng said, rising to see the two off at the back gate. “Be careful on the road, and don’t bump into anyone.”

"I understand, Auntie."

The two boarded the carriage, and Zeng Yunqing's usual smile faded.

Xiang He remained silent until she spoke up herself, "Then, how is Young Master Zhang...?"

"You still care about him?"

Zeng Yunqing waved her hands repeatedly, "No, that's not what I meant..."

"Alright," Xiang He said with a smile, "He's already been taken away by the underworld officials, and he'll have his own path to follow from now on."

Hearing this, Zeng Yunqing smiled with relief, "As long as he doesn't blame Grandpa anymore, that's good..."

"It's not his place to blame you. You should live your own life and stop thinking about him."

“Of course,” Zeng Yunqing said, her previous bitter expression gone. “Humans and ghosts are different. I was also misled by his words back then, which caused a rift with my family. I won’t do that again.”

"That's good."