The Daily Life of a Concubine's Daughter After Transmigrating

"Come here, see the guests off!"

Granny Song walked in from outside, following Madam Zhao's orders to send Li Anqi away.

"Second Miss, please return."

Li Anqi stood up, glanced at Madam Zhao for two seconds, and seemed to feel sorry for her.

Madam Zhao was taken aback, wondering why Li Anqi would show such a look in his eyes.

Li Anqi bowed slowly and then left.

Two months later, Shan Xingwen sent a letter to Zhilan through a messenger.

After reading the letter Zhilan handed him, Li Anqi immediately asked Li Miao for permission to leave the mansion and head to Shanji Cloth Shop.

Although Li Anqi was wearing a face mask, Manager Yang of Shanji Cloth Shop recognized her immediately; she was the distinguished guest who had met the eldest son last time.

Manager Yang led Li Anqi to the new embroidery workshop.

The new embroidery workshop has about two hundred hairpin makers. Each of them has a set of tools for making velvet flowers on their table. Some are combing the velvet, some are arranging the velvet, and some are assembling the finished products.

"Miss Chess, you've arrived."

Upon seeing Li Anqi arrive, Shan Xingwen hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Young Master Shan," Li Anqi greeted with a graceful bow.

Shan Xingwen gestured for Li Anqi to look behind him.

“These were originally three factory buildings. I have completely combined them and rebuilt them into a new embroidery workshop, specializing in making velvet flowers. Take a look, young lady.”

Li Anqi nodded and followed behind Shan Xingwen.

Seeing that the hairpin makers were generally quite young, Li Anqi couldn't help but say, "Young Master Shan was able to recruit so many people in such a short time."

Shan Xingwen smiled gently.

"Most of these girls come from Yishantang."

"Yishantang?"

Shan Xingwen nodded.

"Yishantang is a quiet place that I founded, where I take in abandoned or destitute orphans."

Isn't that an orphanage?

Li Anqi suddenly remembered the children's toys on Shan Xingwen's desk.

It's clear that he cares a lot about the children at Yi Shan Tang.

"Back then, Ninth Master traveled far and wide, upholding justice and rescuing many girls from prison. Some of them were kidnapped by bandits when they were young, forgetting their parents and hometowns; some were sold to brothels by their own parents; and some had lost their entire families and could only beg on the streets..."

Li Anqi looked at the group of young hairpin makers.

“It was Ninth Master who saved them,” Shan Xingwen continued.

"The embroiderers in the workshop back then were also them, but the cloth shop's supply of embroidery products was limited, and it could only accommodate a few dozen people. Now they all have work to do, and they can support themselves and even save some money. All of this is thanks to you, Miss Qi."

Li Anqi felt a surge of excitement within him.

She originally only wanted to leave a way out for the Jingguo Mansion, but she didn't expect to do a good deed in the first place.

At the same time, she also admired Shan Xingwen even more.

His ethereal, otherworldly aura emanates from within.

Although he was a businessman, he founded Yishantang and used the money he earned to find a way out for these vulnerable and helpless women. His noble and pure character is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Li Anqi shook his head.

"Young Master Shan is the real philanthropist; An Qi just happened to be there and did this good deed."

Shan Xingwen smiled but didn't say anything.

I saw that several copper wires in the hands of the hairpin maker next to me were twisted off one after another.

Li Anqi stepped forward and said, "The copper wire has been over-annealed; this bundle is unusable."

Zan Niang nodded to Li Anqi and exchanged the bundle of copper wire.

A hairpin maker next to her looked at the sparse, fluffy velvet flower in her hand with a worried expression.

“Add more threads when arranging the fibers to create a fluffy texture. Also, the color transition is too abrupt. Adding some lighter-colored threads of the same color family in the middle will create a gradient effect, making it more natural and beautiful,” Li Anqi said.

The hairpin-wearing woman smiled and nodded, rubbing her hands together, ready to start again.

Dan Xingwen watched Li Anqi instruct the hairpin makers quietly, a slight smile involuntarily curving her lips.

After instructing the hairpin makers, Li Anqi went to his study to rest.

Shan Xingwen took out a stack of silver notes from the box and handed them to Li Anqi.

"Chess Girl, this is your share of the profits."

Li Anqi was taken aback when he received the silver note.

It was a whopping 40,000 taels!

"How can there be so much silver when the velvet flowers have only been on the market for a little over three months?!" Li Anqi asked.

"The noble ladies of our Great Xin Dynasty are obsessed with velvet flowers, spending hundreds of taels of silver at a time. As a result, the sales of other jewelry and silks in our store have also increased several times compared to usual."

Shan Xingwen continued.

"The Empress and the Imperial Noble Consort both love velvet flowers. The Emperor has ordered that the Shan family be selected as imperial merchants, specifically responsible for supplying the palace with various jewelry and silk fabrics. They just paid a deposit of 20,000 taels a few days ago."

"I see." Li Anqi looked at the silver notes in his hand.

Unexpectedly, velvet flowers could bring me such a large profit.

"All of this is thanks to Miss Qi." Shan Xingwen bowed to Li Anqi.

Li Anqi nodded and handed the silver note to Zhilan to keep.

"There's one more thing," Shan Xingwen said with a smile. "Ninth Master has written again."

Li Anqi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at Shan Xingwen.

Shan Xingwen handed the letter to Li Anqi.

Li Anqi looked at Zhilan, and Zhilan nodded.

Li Anqi took the letter, his hands trembling slightly, and immediately opened it.

"Qi'er, it's been almost a year since I left the capital."

"I was overjoyed to hear that you are doing well, Brother Shan."

"The desert is often windy and snowy in winter, and even more scorching in summer. During the banquet in the camp, while others beat the drums and I played the zither, my heart was filled with thoughts of that day in the camellia garden, and so I longed to return home."

"I have won battle after battle, and I believe the day of my return is not far off."

"Qi'er, my greatest wish is to be bound together with you, to travel the world hand in hand, to enjoy the carefree life."

Every single day, I look forward to seeing you again.

"Qi'er, wait for me. —Ling Ye"

Upon reading the last sentence, Li Anqi could almost picture Ling Ye's radiant smile.

Two tears fell onto the letter.

Shan Xingwen stared blankly at Li Anqi.

"What did Ninth Master say?"

He said he'd be back soon.

Li Anqi smiled, wiped away his tears, and carefully put the letter into his sleeve.