Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

Qiao Jingjing squeezed through the crowd and arrived on the second floor. Feng Pianpian greeted a woman who looked like a wealthy lady and then walked towards Qiao Jingjing.

He pulled Qiao Jingjing up to the third floor, saying as they walked, "You've come at the right time, saving me a trip. I've prepared some holiday gifts for you to take back later."

Upon entering the private room, Feng Pianpian took out a wooden box and handed it to Qiao Jingjing, then took out a stack of ledgers. "Take a look, little rich lady. This is the profit share for November. Here are the ledgers, check them."

Qiao Jingjing smiled and shook her head, "If I didn't trust you, I wouldn't have cooperated with you."

"Business is good, Mr. Feng is a good manager."

Feng Pianpian said smugly, "That's right, but it's all thanks to your design. You don't know, I can finally stand up for myself at home. Before, although my dad doted on me, my uncles and elders always advised him not to spoil me too much since I'm a girl."

She stretched, rubbed her shoulders, and continued:

"Now everyone in Nanling knows that my clothing store is thriving and has the latest styles. The Hu family tried to copy it, but they ended up making a mess of it and their reputation got even worse."

Qiao Jingjing asked her, "Has his brother-in-law come out yet?"

"He's out, but this time he's probably seriously injured. Who cares about his mess? You should stay away too, don't get involved. His 'Guest Fragrance' is so close to 'One Mile Fragrance,' so be careful."

Qiao Jingjing said calmly, "Mm."

After leaving the shop, Feng Pianpian didn't take any of the New Year's gifts with her, because there were just too many! If she had taken them, there would have been no place to put the things they had bought, and no place for them to sit.

The clothing shop wasn't far from Yilixiang, so Qiao Jingjing decided to go check it out.

Ke Lai Xiang Restaurant is now deserted; a corpse was found in the main hall, and the owner is in jail. No one wants to come to eat there anymore.

Yi Li Xiang presents a completely different scene from Ke Lai Xiang. The winter medicinal cuisine business is booming, as gourmets all want to drink a bowl of hot soup. They can also enjoy delicious vegetables here, making the business increasingly popular.

Qi Ye'an then instructed the waiter to freeze more ice and store it in the cellar for next summer. Seeing Qiao Jingjing enter, he went to greet her.

"Miss Qiao, what a rare guest you are."

He pretended to be angry and said, "A few days ago I went to Master Li's place to find him, and Xiao Chun said that he went to attend your coming-of-age ceremony. That's when I found out that you had come of age. I didn't prepare a congratulatory gift for you. I'm sorry."

"You've come at the perfect time, Li Wang," the words had barely left his lips when Li Wang quickly approached. "Master, what is it?"

"Have you prepared the gifts I asked you to? We'll deliver them together with Miss Qiao later."

Qiao Jingjing...

I came empty-handed, but before I even had a chance to look around, I already had two carloads of New Year's gifts. I sighed and headed towards the agreed meeting place. Later, I was going to take my mother and the others to Master Li's house to see my cousin.

As soon as Qiao Jingjing met up with the Lin family, Qiao Wanjun gave her a mournful look. Qiao Jingjing glanced at the carriage and then at the things hanging all over Qiao Wanjun's body, and she knew why.

It seems that no matter the era, a woman's shopping power should not be underestimated.

The group headed towards Master Li's house, and as soon as they arrived at the door, they heard a quarrel coming from the courtyard.

"Get out, get out of here! Even if my son stays single for the rest of his life, I don't want you meddling in my business," Master Li roared.

"You think I'd want to help? What's so great about a cripple? Even if you beg me, I won't come back. What a piece of trash! Bah!"

A few breaths later, the courtyard gate opened, and a woman dressed as a matchmaker swayed out of the courtyard, then turned back and cursed at the family, "An old bachelor with a young bachelor, I wonder who will want to marry into your family in the future."

He walked while muttering curses.

While everyone was looking into the courtyard, Qiao Jingjing tossed a stone from her spatial storage to the matchmaker's feet. The woman, caught off guard, tripped and fell to the ground. "Ouch, I almost fell to my death! Which scoundrel threw such a big stone?"

Qiao Jingjing, of course, didn't see it and led everyone into the courtyard. There, they saw Carpenter Li sitting in a chair, with Li Xiaochun and Lin Zhijie on either side, comforting him.

"Dad, I'm not angry, so you shouldn't be either. Let them talk. It's not worth getting them upset and causing any harm."

When Lin saw Lin Zhijie, she called out, "Xiao Jie."

Only then did the three men realize that guests had arrived. After some pleasantries, Carpenter Li explained the situation.

It turned out that the Li family's business had improved significantly since they received the furniture order. With their business booming and them making money, the neighbors, seeing that the family consisted of just the father, son, and apprentice, started to consider a marriage alliance.

Carpenter Li knew exactly what these people were after. They'd lived here for so many years, and Xiao Chun had never been married—that was common knowledge in the neighborhood. They hadn't proposed marriage before, but now that they saw he'd made a good living, they were all getting interested. He certainly couldn't agree to it.

That's fine, really. If there really is a nice girl, it's not like we can't consider her. After all, my son is just so-so.

But the matchmaker, Wu, arranged for her to marry a widow who had given birth, pretending to be an unmarried girl. Wasn't that blatant marriage fraud?

If it weren't for the other party's child and grandmother coming to his door and causing a ruckus, demanding a bride price, he would still be kept in the dark. The more he thinks about it, the angrier he gets; that matchmaker even had the nerve to come and collect her "service fee" today.

Qiao Jingjing found it strange and asked, "Even if business is good, there are only three of you, so the number of orders you can take is limited. It's not much different from before. What is this person trying to scam?"

Suddenly, Li the carpenter had an idea. "Could it be that they came for the blueprints for the oil press?"

“Someone came to my house to order furniture before, and the door to the room where the oil press was kept was unlocked and they saw it. I don’t know how they figured out that the thing was special, but they wanted me to sell it to them. I didn’t agree. This person came a few more times after that, and I refused each time.”

"Qiao girl, go and take a look. This thing was made a few days after you came of age."

Qiao Jingjing went to the room where the oil press was located, inspected it carefully, and found nothing amiss. She shook her head in confusion, then turned to Carpenter Li and said:

"It seems there's no problem. However, just in case, please try to limit the number of outsiders entering this room in the future. Uncle Li, could you please disassemble the oil press and deliver it to my house the day after tomorrow?" Carpenter Li nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Qiao Jingjing pondered to herself, who exactly was eyeing the oil press machine blueprints? Few people knew anything about oil press machines, so how did the other party know their uses and value?

She decided to investigate the matter secretly, and also instructed Li the carpenter and Li Xiaochun to remain vigilant.

Seeing Lin Zhijie's beaming smile, Lin knew he was doing well. She took out the New Year's gift for Master Li and expressed her gratitude to him profusely.

Because Qiao Jingjing planned to go to her maternal grandmother's house the next day, Lin Zhijie decided to go back with his aunt today and then return to Xiaogang Village together tomorrow.

After a busy day, Qiao Jingjing returned to Daba Village in the afternoon with two carts of New Year's gifts and three horse-drawn carriages, including her own.

They completely forgot that there were people eagerly waiting to be fed.