Chapter 291: They

The Embroidery Goods shop also has many people, but there are more keepers and fewer buyers; after all, the clientele are the rich.

Because they will settle in Jingcheng later, Jin Mama bought about eight clever and lively Wang Jiaru's Servant Girls, raising them from childhood; even when Ling'er gets married, they will be sent along as part of the dowry.

This was something Jin Mama had planned from early on; not only will those eight servant girls go, she will go as well.

Now she treats Ling'er as her own daughter, devoting her whole life to training her; she can't bear to let Ling'er go to her husband's home alone.

She thought like that, and Qiao Mai didn't object; having someone so loyal to protect her, she could not ask for more.

Qiao Mai, seeing this, decisively entered the space and bought eight sewing machines from the platform, presenting them to Ling'er as a grand opening gift.

It made Ling'er so delighted she could barely tell north, "Mother, is this really faster than hand‑sewing?"

Qiao Mai, seeing her doubt, demonstrated on the spot: a garment was finished in just half an hour, and the stitches were very even and dense.

Jin Mama kept swallowing saliva; she wanted to be the first onlooker, earnestly and humbly learning from Qiao Mai.

"Indeed, just from the tens of thousands of mu of land she bought in Shexian, she earns a few hundred thousand taels of silver a year, plus the Small Food Town in Tianshui Town and the small food shop in Jingcheng, bringing in at least three to four hundred thousand taels annually."

Many people who bought something would sit on an empty spot by the street, and the shop assistants immediately, as if they had eyes in the front and back, approached them with smiles.

He tilted his head and asked his close attendant, "I say, Yubao, can that lady of Yuan Jiaqi really make money?"

"Yes."

"There's nothing wrong; I've been bored to death staying in the palace, let the Golden Dragon Guard escort the carriage, you hurry, isn't that street of hers rather tranquil?"

The three goats were too fierce; using their horns they knocked the man in black into the air, and because the force was huge, they didn't know where he would land.

Upon admission, they not only ignored it, but also earned a bad reputation.

Autumn in the south remained very humid, but the street's row of sleek, beautiful shade pavilions made people feel quite pleasant.

"It's up to you; throw it wherever you like."

The Old Emperor set down his pen, "Let's go check out her family shop."

Qiao Mai entered the East Wing Room and saw a man in black lying on the ground, motionless.

"May I ask, would you like something to drink? Something to eat? This is our small shop's menu."

At that moment, in Jingcheng, several heads of households stood with arms crossed, faces ashen, clearly just having lost their tempers.

"You all have learned; you can teach them a few. Later your shop can design its own styles and make them yourself. The items must be good and exquisite. If the needle on the machine breaks, you can ask me for a replacement; if the machine breaks, you can also ask me to repair it."

When the Old Emperor heard that Yuan Jiaqi's family had another betrothal, with specifications identical to the first, his brows furrowed into a deep line.

Since they were out for a stroll, they couldn't stay in the carriage; the emperor had Yubao park the carriage aside, then walked slowly along the street with his hands behind his back.

"We must keep a low profile; our family isn't short of money, opening this shop is just to give you something to do."

Most of those men in black had their intestines torn by the goats, falling from the sky and smashing into meat pies; such a death was, if anything, rather novel.

This was the scene that appeared in Jingcheng that morning; after Qiao Mai and Yuan Jiaqi attended court and ate with their families, they returned to the backyard with the three goats.

"That's not right; in the old man's eyes, a bowl of water served evenly is best; if it's uneven, trouble arises. As for me, I will never give you a chance to secretly criticize me."

"Mother, the daughter wants to share the dividends with mother."

As a result, someone couldn't hold back; in the middle of the night, they sent people to Jixiang Yuan.

Sending people to someone's house to do what? That's a private residence; without an official search warrant, you have the right to deal with as many people as you send.

Qiao Mai was just waiting for trouble to come; she had no time to investigate who was good or bad throughout Jingcheng.

So she dispatched ten Dark Guards to the Qiao Family to scout, and at the same time, several other families did the same; in one night, more than fifty people perished at Jixiang Yuan.

In just a month they became famous throughout Jingcheng; how could they swallow that humiliation?

Everyone says, people fear fame, pigs fear getting fat.

If it weren't for Yuan Jiaqi, a First Rank Grand Secretary, someone would have already caused trouble for the shop.

They knew the people were killed by Jixiang Yuan, yet they could only swallow bitter medicine without admitting it.

"Master, bad people have come to the house, what should we do?"

A parabolic arc flashed by, and the corpse vanished without a trace.

She first learned it, then Ling'er.

"Hee hee!"

"Fine, you tell the Xiao Family the timing; which day is suitable for the betrothal? We are the groom's side, so we must consider the bride's side's wishes. The gifts should be prepared just as when we went to your house; the elder can't be biased."

A goat bit the man's clothing, dragging him into the courtyard; the other two goats stepped back a few paces and then charged at the man in black.

"Alright, stop the chatter; the Steward's side has the accounts, go check them, be ready; on the appointed day, the old man and your father-in-law will go together with you."

"Your Majesty, this might not be good, right?"

"Master, that person isn't dead, he's in the East Wing Room, but he's close to death; if you want to Sousoul you must act quickly, otherwise he'll die soon."

She didn't even get up, "Kill everyone who comes, leave only one survivor."

"Favoritism is fine, I won't care; after all, Feng'er and I are the elders, so we should favor the younger brothers and sisters."

No matter how chaotic Jingcheng gets, Yun'er's matter should also be put on the agenda.

Qiao Mai and Yuan Jiaqi were sleeping on the kang; because the three goats have a contract with Qiao Mai, as soon as they sensed someone arriving, they immediately notified Qiao Mai through the contract.

"Hehe, with these machines, our Embroidery Goods shop will be an old ox!"

Nobody wants to hold a wedding in the dead of winter; it's too cold, and no one can eat or drink properly.

Among them is the Liu family; although the Qiao Family shop has nothing to do with their Yiguan, they suspect Qiao Mai because they previously lost their fortune, and now the Qiao Family shop makes a fortune daily.

Now the Embroidery Goods shop has confidence; with Qiao Mai occasionally buying new styles of clothing from the platform and placing them there, in just half a month the shop became more famous than the most renowned Shangpin Puzi in Jingcheng.

"That was before; since opening these two shops, that street has been crowded."

Thus, Yubao hurried the carriage, the Old Emperor sat inside, and they arrived at Huangdao Avenue.

There's no other way; the three goats don't know their limits, and as long as the master gives the order, they will push themselves to the death.

Murong found Qiao Mai, "Mother, should we now go to propose a betrothal?"

And Qiao Ji Snack Puzi spread the small foods of Tianshui Town throughout Jingcheng, earning a hundred‑million taels daily.

"Mother, I wouldn't dare; you have made me obedient and compliant."

"Just waiting for them to turn green with envy and show up, so she will have a full reason to swallow them whole."

"On the eighth day of the eighth month, Qiao Fengyun came with his family to propose marriage; half a month later, on August 26, the Betrothal took place; on September 16, the Engagement ceremony; the wedding was set for April 26 of the following year."

"Just give me the capital for the goods you took from me; I don't care about that little money of yours."

"To put it simply, they deserve to die; it's just that the corpses on the street have a bad influence."

"From now on, anyone who dares to sneak into Jixiang Yuan at night, die!"

"Fine, stop nagging."

"Early the next morning, Jingcheng fell into chaos because people were found dead on the streets; not only on the streets, some also discovered corpses in their homes."

"Yes, master!"

"She crouched, pressed one hand on the man's crown, flipped him over to search, the man finally gasped, and Qiao Mai cast a glance at the three sheep."

"The emperor, upon seeing such a warm scene, immediately joined in."

"Give me the drinks you have here, two of each."

"The attendant sized up the emperor, 'It's deep autumn now, not suitable to drink much; however much you like, you must stop at a reasonable point.'"

"The emperor thought for a moment, 'Very well, then bring me a cup of sour milk.'"

(End of chapter)