A scumbag husband dotes on his concubine excessively?After the divorce, I became the most beautiful

Chapter 6: Show him off
When Mrs. Fu saw that there were only two of them in the room, the calculation in her heart came out.

Mrs. Fu said, "Don't be angry. When I find a way to send her out, I won't let you be angry all the time!"

Jiang Wanhe then raised his head. Although he knew that Mrs. Fu was not a good person, there was no need to send Shen Weiyue out so quickly!

She wiped her tears and lamented that she was unable to keep her husband and was ashamed of the expectations of her parents.

"Hey! My daughter-in-law shouldn't cry. It makes her seem weak and easy to bully."

"Little girl, it's normal to cry. It's okay. But next time, don't cry in front of everyone, especially your husband. If you are unhappy in the future, come to my mother's house for a chat. Maybe you can feel better after talking for a while. Are you cheerful?"

While speaking, Mrs. Fu wanted to hold her daughter-in-law's hand, but she moved aside and suddenly felt for air.
"My daughter-in-law is not crying because of Shen Weiyue, but because of her husband. He doesn't seem to like me. It's annoying for me to stay around the palace, so why not..."

"Not what?"

Mrs. Fu raised her eyebrows, but her daughter-in-law made some mistakes.

"Why don't we both be quiet for a while? When my husband feels that I have no ill intentions towards Shen Weiyue, he may be able to change his attitude toward me."

"Okay, this is a good idea. Don't take the initiative to look for him recently. Just leave him aside to dry out. We'll talk about the rest later!"

Jiang Wanhe nodded in agreement.

Gong He'an got angry and let everyone know that Jiang Wanhe had fallen out of favor. Most of the servants no longer dared to go on duty at Ruixing Pavilion for fear of offending the Marquis.

But these Jiang Wanhe remained unmoved, eating and drinking as usual with Yin Xin, and Wu Xue took out the several kilograms of hair tips her mother had prepared for her to ventilate.

"Maojian is Yuanli Huang Tea. The amount of tea produced every year is very small. Moreover, the tea is very easy to absorb moisture and become damp. It is difficult to store it even for a whole winter. It has a silver core. Remember to store it in a cloth bag after ventilation."

"Yes, ma'am."

Jiang Wanhe weighed the grams. It was three kilograms, which could be sold for at least several hundred taels of silver. Moreover, this tea was priceless in the market.

In her previous life, these teas were taken away by her sister-in-law when she returned home on the sixth day. She was so angry that she refused to eat for three days and was so angry that she dared not speak.

How could she let her succeed in this life?

"Yin Xin, go out for me and help me find the best-selling tea man in the city. Tell him that the price is right and that we can sell it at any time in cash transactions."

"I'm alone. Where should I find Cha Lang?"

"Silly girl, our tea seller is here. If you squat outside my mother's village, you can squat several times a day!"

Yin Xin realized this and immediately went out with the sample jar of tea prepared by the lady.

Most of the afternoon passed, and Yin Xin rushed back from outside, panting, and told her that she had found a reliable tea man, and that the man's fingertips were covered with brown calluses, so he must be a tea fryer.

At this mention, Jiang Wanhe lowered his guard.

However, the man did not have any cash and wanted to trade by banknote, and he also needed a handwritten order receipt from Jiang Wanhe.

Jiang Wanhe did not hesitate and asked Yinxin to send the receipt the next morning, and told her not to forget to take the banknote when she came back.

At lunch time, Dian Yinxin had not yet returned home, but Jiang Wanhe waited until his mistress summoned him.

When they arrived at the main courtyard, they found that there were many people sitting in the hall, including my sister-in-law and Aunt Zhou, while Yin Xin was kneeling in the hall. She frowned and walked in.

"My daughter-in-law has met her mother, Aunt Zhou."

Mrs. Fu has the receipt she wrote in the morning. Does that mean Yin Xin didn’t make any money all morning?
"Wanwan, what are you doing?"

The family rules in Fu's family are strict. The slaves in the daughter-in-law's courtyard dared to build bridges many times to send messages to the other party. The other party was a man. This matter is not a small matter. You must know that the woman sent the message to her husband. If the daughter hadn't found out, she had stopped in time. damage.

This receipt signed by Jiang Wanhe, the bride of Shangshu Mansion, is about to be circulated to the market!
"Yuanli Maojian is not stored properly and the leaves are hard to drink. If you don't sell the tea, you will lose money if you throw it into your hands. My daughter-in-law doesn't know what her mother means."

Mrs. Fu didn't speak, but Gong Lingyu, who was sitting next to her, spoke.

"Sister-in-law, you want to sell Maojian? Maojian is imperial tea. Only the most luxurious people can buy it and drink it. If you sell it, you might as well give it to us."

What a joke, you asked her directly for it?

Gong Lingyu wanted it, but Jiang Wanhe wouldn't give it to her! "Ling Yu, that's your sister-in-law's dowry. It's your sister-in-law's decision to buy, sell or stay. Don't act like you've never seen the world!"

"Wanwan, you can call me Butler Ke or He An when doing business. You can't show your face like this in the future. I've confiscated this letter. In the future, you can't let the maids send letters without permission. Do you understand me?"

Jiang Wanhe secretly pinched the root of his thigh, and a layer of wet mist formed in his eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged.

"I know Wanwan, so I won't sell this tea. It's just the Incense Sunday at Guiyuan Temple in the following week. Wanwan also wants to donate money to pray for blessings and accumulate merit for my mother, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

"Are you here to pray for me?"

Mrs. Fu attaches great importance to the annual Incense Sunday. As the wife of a minister, she has never been empty-handed, but the donation is not a small amount. Her private money, her husband's monthly salary, and a lot of her past have been sold. jewelry to enhance the scene.

But not once did they squeeze into the "Wuyou Mansion" named by the abbot.

If Jiang Wanhe really wants to use these teas to donate them in her name, then the top spot in Wuyou Mansion must be Shangshu Mansion!

"I didn't expect that you would care about me so much just after we were married for a few days. I misunderstood you. I'm so ashamed!"

"Wanwan, I still have some jewelry here. By the way, your sister-in-law also has some uncut new materials. Why don't we sell them together?"

Mrs. Fu suddenly changed her words. Anyone with a discerning eye would know the reason at a glance. She was not offering her daughter-in-law's flowers to her Buddha.

"Mom, you can sell it if you want. My clothes are all the latest styles in the city. I will have to wear them when I go to the persimmon banquet held by the Duke's Mansion in a few days!"

"Why are you dressed so well? The Duke's wife is the most frugal. What's the benefit of seeing you in fine clothes and fine food?"

What Mrs. Fu said didn't make sense, but in Gong Yuling's heart, even if the material was left at home gathering dust and trampled on, it would be better than taking it out and donating it!
"Okay, this matter has been decided. Wanwan, you will ask Yinxin to take the housekeeper out later, and the tea man who contacted you will finish the business."

"Mother Cicada, follow the young lady to get the materials for brocade clothes!"

"Mom, you can't do this!"

"I don't want to! I won't donate!"

Seeing that the second young lady was unwilling to lead the way, Cicada Niang raised her hand and led the slaves out, as if you don't want us to do it ourselves.

Gong Lingyu never thought that Jiang Wanhe would get her involved. It was clearly Jiang Wanhe who was hiding from everyone and doing bad things, so how could he be involved in Incense Sunday? She didn't expect that Jiang Wanhe would brainwash her mother with just a few words.

Seeing Jiang Wanhe staring at him with his willow eyebrows, Gong Lingyu always felt strange in her heart.

"Okay Jiang Wanhe, you know I'm going to the Duke's Mansion in a few days, is that intentional?"

"Wait for me!"

Gong Lingyu stared at Jiang Wanhe with red eyes and angrily chased the Cicada who had already walked out. If she didn't chase her, she might not be able to leave even a roll of material behind.

When Jiang Wanhe took Yinxin back to Ruixing Pavilion, Yinxin broke away from the young lady's hand and knelt down crying.

"Miss, I betrayed your trust in me. I, I, I didn't know that I could meet the second young lady when I went out."

This little girl is always on her knees, when she is an unreasonable master?

Jiang Wanhe bent down to help her up.

"Silly girl, I didn't say you did anything wrong. Before, I was thinking about how to use the money from selling tea, but you indirectly helped me. You did nothing wrong."

"Besides, you did a great thing!"

Jiang Wanhe touched Yin Xin's head and went back to the house with her.

After entering the door, Yin Xin found that the room was very cold, and secretly cursed the other girls for being lazy!
She quickly opened the window for ventilation, lit the charcoal in the room, boiled hot water to make tea, poured a cup for the young lady, and found that the young lady was lowering her head to write down the account book.

"Miss, those teas are sold for at least a few hundred taels. Do you really want the eldest lady to take them and donate them to Guiyuan Temple?"

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