The next morning, it was a little cloudy and it might rain.

Gillian finally checked the room and confirmed that nothing had been left, so she followed the official to the front.

Xie Ying and Shun Ge'er were all packed up, and the four of them walked out together.

Several carriages were parked at the government office, all of which were from the magistrates who were about to leave this morning. When A Jiao came out, she saw the maid with pink skirt standing in front of a carriage and recognized her. A Jiao looked at the 40-year-old man beside the maid with pink skirt saying goodbye to another magistrate. Seeing that he was short, white and fat, far from the spirit of the official and Lord Xie, A Jiao felt sorry for the maid with pink skirt.

The maid in the pink skirt also saw Ah Jiao. Before getting in the car, she smiled at Ah Jiao, picked up her purse and shook it.

Gillian understood what she meant.

Zhao Yanping didn't understand, so he got into the car. He asked Gillian: "What does it mean to shake her purse at you?"

Gillian's eyes turned, she lowered her eyes and smiled, "The official is conscious, guess what?"

Zhao Yanping pursed his lips. The purse must be related to money. She smiled so well, so she probably owed money to the maid with pink skirt, so...

"Has she borrowed money from you?" Zhao Yanping guessed.

Jiao burst out laughing, where is this?

Thinking of his plan, Gillian happened to test the official's meaning first, and turned the handkerchief in his hand and said, "When the official went out yesterday, I made needlework with them again. Afu learned that I was just the official's concubine and advised me to save more money. When I get older, I will be disliked by the official. At least I still have money to accompany me, so I won't be so miserable."

Although Zhao Yanping did not marry, and A Jiao, a concubine, had only been given a dozen days, Zhao Yanping also learned a little about how wives and concubines in wealthy families got along through some cases. Some wives and concubines lived in harmony, and there were many wives and concubines fighting for favor. If you were favored by your husband, you would get more rewards. Those who fell out of favor will not only be excluded by the favored women, but also have a lot of food, clothing and expenses.

But they are all big families, like the Zhao family. At most, Zhao Yanping will only marry another wife. The family only has so much money. It doesn’t matter whether they are favored or not. They all sit at the same table and wear the same cloth clothes. Besides, Zhao Yanping will not favor anyone. He will treat his wife and concubines even if they want to.

But when Ah Jiao wants to save money, Zhao Yanping can't take her fault. She has money in her hand, at least she has confidence and is not afraid of future changes.

"It's right to save money, but even if you don't have money, as long as I still have food to eat, you won't be hungry."

Zhao Yanping meant that she would not have to think about it or be disgusted by him.

Gillian believed that the official was sincere at this moment, but no one could say what the official who married a wife would become, and it was always right to make money.

"I know, the official is not the kind of fickle master Afu said." Ah Jiao first flattered the official.

Zhao Yanping was silent.

Gillian glanced at him and asked nervously: "Then, if I want to make money, will the official promise?"

Zhao Yanping looked at her and asked, "How do you plan to make money?"

Gillian had all planned it and lowered her head and said, "The official knows that I have twenty taels of silver in my hand, ten taels of betrothal gifts given by ten taels of officials, and ten taels of uncles will pay me back the money for my sales. If the money is kept at home, it will be spent sooner or later. It is better to take it out and open a shop to do business and make money with money."

Zhao Yanping asked again: "What business are you planning to do?"

Gillian looked up and asked in surprise: "The official agreed to me in business?"

Zhao Yanping said: "The silver is yours and you can use it as you like, but it is not that easy to do business. Once you lose money, the silver will never come back. You have to think clearly."

Gillian had considered it, and the official's attitude made her excited. She couldn't help but sit down to him and said excitedly: "I want to do the rouge business. I found that the rouge that Miss Chen Ying gave me was better than the Fucheng rouge we bought for five cents of silver. It was cheaper, so there would definitely be no fewer women who came to buy rouge. But I didn't know if Miss Chen Ying would be willing to supply me. I had to bother the official to invite Ms. Chen Ying to our house. I would like to discuss it with her carefully."

Zhao Yanping didn't expect that a small box of rouge would become her opportunity to open a shop. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I'll pick her up after the end of the month. I just want to pick her up. Whether she can convince her to supply you depends on yourself."

Gillian nodded, and then asked the official to help him: "It's hard for me to go out. When the official is walking outside, he will pay attention to me and see if there are cheaper small shops in the county town to rent. A small box of rouge does not require too much space. If it really doesn't work, I set up a stall to sell it at the beginning."

Zhao Yanping looked at her: "You go to set up a stall?"

Gillian blushed. She was also a concubine of the Zhao family after all, so how could she go to the street to sell goods? She showed up in public? Old Mrs. Zhao didn't scold her to death.

"Let Cui Niang try it first. I'll do things at home." Gillian said embarrassedly. Her plan to open a shop really requires the help of the official everywhere.

Zhao Yanping reminded her: "Selling rouge only requires showing up in public. You are much more tired than standing on the street when you cook at home."

Gillian was not afraid: "This is our family has a maid. If not, I should do those things. I have the strength, so the official doesn't have to worry."

Zhao Yanping looked at her delicate little hand and finally said, "Let's discuss with the old lady first, everything must be agreed to."

Gillian nodded.

The carriage suddenly stopped. Zhao Yanping picked up the curtains and saw Shun Ge'er jumping out of the car in front and heading to a pastry shop next to the road.

Zhao Yanping asked Gillian: "Do you want to eat?"

Gillian looked outside and saw that the pastry shop was decorated in a very stylish manner. When she saw that the food was not cheap, she shook her head and lied: "No, I don't like sweets."

Zhao Yanping believed it was true and put down the curtain.

After a while, Brother Shun suddenly came over and said through the curtain: "Master Zhao, the crabapple cake in the city is quite famous. It is one of the must-eat pastries tourists come to the city. The adults specially asked me to buy one more to eat for Mr. Zhao and his sister-in-law on the way."

Since he had bought it, Zhao Yanping took it and asked Brother Shun to thank the adults on his behalf.

Brother Shun left with a smile.

Zhao Yanping put the pastry box on his knees, opened the lid, and a faint sweet fragrance came to his face. Seven mold holes were made in the food box, and each petal-shaped mold hole was filled with bean paste, mixed with sweet syrup, sprinkled with some walnuts and dried fruits as an embellishment, which looked attractive.

Zhao Yanping really didn't like sweets, so he handed the food box to Gillian: "Eat it."

Gillian took the food box with both hands, looked it carefully, and whispered: "The food boxes are all made so exquisitely, this box of crabapple cake is definitely not cheap."

After saying that, Gillian endured her saliva, covered the lid, and tied the packed string again.

Zhao Yanping frowned and said, "Why don't you eat?"

Gillian smiled and said, "I have eaten a lot of good food in the city. I'd better take this home for the old lady to try it. At that time, I will say that Mr. Xie specially bought it for the old lady to give it to. The old lady will definitely be happy."

Zhao Yanping said: "There are seven in it, just leave a few for the old lady."

Gillian: "Wouldn't that be my leftover? The old lady must not be happy. There are seven in it anyway, and I'll give it to me."

She was actually more filial than his grandson, and Zhao Yanping stopped talking.

The sky was gloomy, but fortunately it didn't rain. In the evening, two carriages drove into the county town. Xie Ying directly instructed the coachman to send Zhao Yanping and the others home.

Zhao Yanping got out of the car and thanked him. Xie Ying waved his hand and asked Brother Shun to drive the car away.

At the door of the Zhao family, Mrs. Zhao was waiting for her grandson early, but she didn't see her for four days and three nights. Mrs. Zhao thought about her grandson and was worried about whether something happened to her grandson outside.

A carriage turned into the alley, and Old Mrs. Zhao didn't take it seriously. It was not until the carriage stopped in front of her house that Old Mrs. Zhao looked at the car door in confusion.

Zhao Yanping was the first to jump out.

Old Mrs. Zhao's eyes lit up and she said happily: "It's considered back, where did the carriage come from?"

Zhao Yanping first helped Ah Jiao down, took off her bag, and after the driver drove the cart away, Zhao Yanping explained: "The carriage arranged by the lord, grandmother, I am not here these few days, are you in good health?"

Old Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "Okay, okay, you're taking medicine every day. What is Gillian holding in her hand?"

Old Mrs. Zhao's eyes were very sharp. As soon as Gillian got off the car, she noticed the box of pastries.

Gillian smiled and said, "This is the famous begonia cake in the city. I specially bought it for you."

At this time, Mrs. Zhao forgot the suspicious relationship between the magistrate and her grandson, and only felt that the magistrate was still thinking about her. Mrs. Zhao had a light on her face. Seeing the neighbors on the left coming out to watch the fun, the Jin family of the Zhu family and his daughter Zhu Shuangshuang walked out curiously. Mrs. Zhao deliberately disliked her grandson: "You are really, how can we ordinary people afford the gifts of the adults? The adults gave me such expensive food, why didn't you refuse to refuse?"

The old lady likes acting, but Zhao Yanping doesn't like it, and said lightly: "I'll put the bag back first."

Old Mrs. Zhao glared at him.

Gillian cooperated and said, "Don't blame the official. The official refused repeatedly. The adults were angry, so the official had to accept it."

Old Mrs. Zhao was satisfied. Seeing A Gillian's rosy complexion and beautiful appearance, Old Mrs. Zhao felt aroused in her heart. She carried the food box in one hand and held A Gillian's arm in the other, and said loudly: "A Gillian, the official will go with the master to do business. How is the matter?"

Gillian said proudly: "It's nothing on the first day. Yesterday, a murder case occurred in the Manchu City. Fortunately, the official is here, otherwise the real murderer will run away. The prefect praised the official and the people of the Manchu City also praised the official as a detective."

Old Mrs. Zhao was shocked and asked in a low voice: "Is this really the case?"

Gillian smiled and said, "Of course it's true." The official is so powerful that she doesn't need to brag.

Old Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed, and her grandson showed her face in front of the prefect. Maybe in two years, her grandson could really become a high-ranking official in the capital!

"By the way, have the official slept in your room these three nights? Have you ever sneaked out to hang out?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked in Gillian's ear.

Gillian hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, the old lady, the official comes back early every day, and goes to bed after dinner with me, and never goes out to eat flower wine."

Of course, Mrs. Zhao knew that her grandson would not go to drink flower wine, but when A Jiao said this, Mrs. Zhao looked at the food box in her hand and frowned secretly. Could it be that she misunderstood that her grandson and the young magistrate were innocent and had nothing to do with each other? If so, wouldn’t she spend ten taels of silver to hire A Jiao as her concubine?

"Then, have the official stayed with you in these three nights?" Old Mrs. Zhao asked the most critical question.

Gillian heard about some things in the room from the maid with pink skirt and green skirt. She became more like a fool and lowered her head shyly: "Well, it seems different from the official outside. Every night, I have to serve me at least twice, which makes me sit in sewing and thread for a while and my waist is sore."
Chapter completed!