High-class maid

Chapter 266: Out of anger

Shen Kun took the land deed from Shen Xing'er's hand and looked at the words on it again and again in disbelief.

"This is worth much more than jewelry and fabric! This is the land deed for an entire mountain!" Shen Kun said, quite shocked.

"Could it be that Wen Yang gave it to you?" Wang asked.

"No, if he gave it to me, he would have told me that in the carriage just now," Shen Xing'er shook her head and denied it.

"Alright, alright, let's put this land deed away for now, and ask Wen Yang about it properly when we see him another day." Madam Wang handed the land deed to Shen Xing'er, deciding that she should keep her own things.

“I don’t know who’s so generous. Hilltops are valuable these days, especially one that’s not far from the city. If we build a manor there for nobles to use as a summer retreat, it could be a good source of income. Even if we don’t build a manor, we can grow some fruits and raise some poultry ourselves,” Shen Kun said.

"Let Xing'er arrange her own things. Tomorrow, you two will watch the shop. I need to take care of the pickled vegetables." Madam Wang told Shen Xing'er about Madam Cao buying her pickled vegetables.

“I didn’t expect that such distinguished guests would be so accustomed to my pickled vegetables. How about I open a shop for you? It doesn’t seem right to have guests coming to Jinxiufang to buy pickled vegetables all the time,” Shen Xing’er suggested.

"No need," Wang said apologetically. "This is just a small-scale operation. What if I lose money if I open a shop?"

She looked as if she was afraid of causing trouble for her husband's daughter.

“Mother, you already have a steady stream of customers. You can’t go without a signboard. Once you open the shop, you’ll have some income every day, and you and Father will have something to do, right?” Shen Xing’er advised.

“Xing’er is right. We’re getting old now, so let’s just find something to do. How about this, once the rent for that shop is paid, we won’t rent it to the Shen family anymore, and we’ll keep it to run our own shop.” Shen Kun made the decision.

"They've rented it out properly, wouldn't it be bad if we just took it back without warning?" Wang was a little conflicted, unaware that Qin was talking about her daughter behind her back.

"Hmph, it's better not to rent to people of such low character."

Shen Kun snorted coldly, and then told Wang about how Qin had been gossiping about his daughter behind her back.

"What? How come I only found out today? Why didn't you tell Mother then? I would have gone to their door to make a scene!" Madam Wang was furious. How could this person's heart be so filthy and his mouth so foul!

"Alright, Mother, there's no need to get angry over such a person. She doesn't do good deeds for her son, and she'll get her comeuppance sooner or later. Why should we stoop to her level?" Shen Xing'er comforted her.

"Then we won't rent it to the Shen family. We'll take it over and open a pickled vegetable shop ourselves when the one-year lease is up!" Wang's fighting spirit was instantly ignited, and she was just waiting for the time to take over!

The family talked for a while and then went to sleep. Shen Xing'er had been on tenterhooks all day and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the bed.

Just as Song Wenyang had predicted, the Jinxiufang store was packed with people from the moment it opened the next day. Everyone was ostensibly there to buy things, but their eyes were actually sizing up Shen Xing'er.

There was disdain, envy, contempt, and resentment.

However, Shen Xing'er didn't take it seriously. Her poised and dignified demeanor deterred the noble ladies who wanted to see her make a fool of herself.

After noon, the shop finally quieted down for a while. Just as Shen Xing'er was about to have lunch, another uninvited guest arrived.

"Is there a veil?" a woman's voice asked.

"Yes, but when is the wedding date? Do you want a ready-made product or a custom-made one?" Shen Xing'er asked.

When is my sister's wedding?

The woman did not answer Shen Xing'er, but instead asked the maid behind her.

"Reporting to the eldest young lady, the second young lady's wedding date is the tenth of next month," the maid behind her replied respectfully.

"It seems there's no time to order it. Let me take a look at the finished product," Kong Bingyan said.

Shen Xing'er took out several finished caps from the counter for Kong Bingyan to choose from.

"I've heard that the embroidery made by Jinxiufang is unparalleled in the capital, and even the empresses in the palace praise it highly. It's just that my younger sister's wedding is a bit rushed, otherwise she could have worn this famous embroidery to her wedding," Kong Bingyan said casually.

Shen Xing'er simply smiled and did not respond.

"I don't know which one she likes, so let's just take these two. My younger sister is confined to the mansion by our father and can't come out, so I'll have to choose for her," Kong Bingyan continued.

"A sincere gift of twenty-six taels."

After Shen Xing'er packed it up, she handed it to the maid behind Kong Bingyan.

Kong Bingyan handed her a silver note for five hundred taels.

"keep the change."

"Miss, I'll only charge you twenty-six taels," Shen Xing'er said, stopping her.

"The rest is my thank-you gift," Kong Bingyan said with a smile.

"Thank you?"

Shen Xing'er looked at the face that resembled Kong Bingrong's and was somewhat puzzled.

"My younger sister and I have a long-standing grudge. If it weren't for Scholar Song's help, she wouldn't have gotten her comeuppance so quickly. Although it was her own fault, I am still very grateful to Scholar Song. However, I am just a woman and cannot contact the successful Scholar Song. So I can only send my thanks to you."

Kong Bingyan didn't shy away from telling Shen Xing'er about her relationship with her sister.

“He must have his reasons for helping you. I can’t accept this banknote. You can take it.” Shen Xing’er handed over the banknote.

"Please accept this, young lady. If our young lady can find Scholar Song, she certainly won't bother you! She really couldn't find him, so she came to you." The maid said anxiously.

“Just as you said, my sister must have brought this upon herself, so there’s no need for her to feel so burdened. You accumulate your virtues, and she creates her sins; the outcome is all in the hands of fate,” Shen Xing’er advised.

"Alright, that girl, could you help me get another wedding dress to look at? My sister doesn't want to marry that man and throws tantrums at home all day. I suppose she hasn't had time to embroider her wedding dress yet."

Seeing that Shen Xing'er really wouldn't accept it, Kong Bingyan had no choice but to compromise.

"it is good."

But just as Shen Xing'er turned around, the two women, mistress and servant, placed the silver notes on the table and left. Shen Xing'er looked at the silver notes on the table, feeling both amused and exasperated.

Just as Song Wenyang had said, life will no longer be peaceful!

Capital city, the Second Prince’s residence.

"Brother Rong, I brought two jars of Jiannanchun tea. Shall we have some today?" Song Wenyang's voice suddenly rang out, and the Second Prince's drowsiness vanished instantly.

"Why didn't anyone announce it?" the Second Prince asked, glaring at the servant behind him.

"You said that we wouldn't need to announce Young Master Song's arrival at our residence in the future," the servant muttered, feeling aggrieved.

The second prince waved his hand weakly, signaling him to step back.

"Brother Rong, I heard you haven't attended court these past two days. Are you feeling unwell?" Song Wenyang sat casually on the stool, looking at the Second Prince with a mixture of concern and gossip.

The second prince felt even angrier when he saw his face.