Transmigration: A Farm Girl's Brocade-Chapter 100 - Accidental High Price_1
Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Accidental High Price_1
Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Accidental High Price_1
Seeing Cheng Yue, Zhang Yang couldn’t help but blush slightly. Since he was a boy, he had followed his father to treat the women of many aristocratic families, and considered himself to have seen all kinds of beauties, but seemingly none were as ethereal and pure as she was. That such a lovely woman could suffer from a fool’s disease was simply against natural justice.
He steadied his mind, dared not look at the beauty again, and used a wipe to take Cheng Yue’s pulse.
While taking her pulse, he listened to Qian Yixiu describe the symptoms roughly. After the examination, he said, “Madam Qian’s amnesia could likely have been caused by a head injury from previous years, but given how much time has passed, it may not be easy to recover her previous memories… Has she been somewhat irritable lately?”
Qian Yixiu nodded hurriedly.
Zhang Yang continued, “Patients like her must avoid overthinking, they should maintain a cheerful and relaxed mood… I will go back and discuss her condition and diagnosis with my father, and have him take a look at the prescribed medicine. You can come to Baohe Hall to pick up the medicine tomorrow.”
He then took out his silver needles and administered acupuncture to Cheng Yue, who gradually calmed down and fell asleep.
Qian Yixiu thanked Zhang Yang gratefully and also felt guilty for her own excessive haste. She always wanted her little stepmother to contribute to the family, but she didn’t consider that her stepmother shouldn’t use her brain too much.
After sending Zhang Yang out, she went to the kitchen to get busy.
When the food was ready, it was the end of noon. Qian Yixiu had Lady Wu take a few dishes into the small room for her stepmother to eat, while she, along with Qian Manxia, Qian Mandie, and Madam Wong Liang, arranged the food on the table.
The young masters were extremely curious about the colorful and delicate desserts and dishes on the table, not expecting that a farmhouse could produce such exquisite and beautiful snacks and dishes. Already hungry, they had an even greater appetite upon seeing such appetizing food.
Qian Yixiu stood by, acting as both a server and a narrator.
The Little Monk and the three young masters, along with Monkey Brother, shared one table, while another was for the Wong family father and son and a few boy servants. Liang Jinzhao and others first invited Qian Sangui to join them at a table, but Qian Sangui staunchly declined. He let Qian Yeejin accompany them, while he went to another table.
Everyone praised the desserts and dishes highly, with honey glutinous rice lotus root, tofu skin and wood ear vegetable spring rolls being the favorites of the three young masters, and the Little Monk preferring the plum blossom cookies and pearl sweet soup even more.
Qian Yixiu finally understood why the Little Monk was so plump, he truly had a hearty appetite, even larger than Qian Yijin’s, not to mention nearly matching that of the other young masters, and he had a particular fondness for sweets.
A Little Monk with slight flaws was all the easier to bond with, Qian Yixiu thought to herself with a secret joy.
She smiled and whispered to the Little Monk, “We made extra plum blossom cookies, so you can take some back to the monastery to enjoy later.”
The Little Monk nodded eagerly and smiled in acceptance.
After the meal, the group still didn’t leave, and instead played under the jujube tree picking jujubes. At this time, the jujubes were not fully ripe yet, with only a very few encircled by a thin ring of red. They sought out these jujubes to pick, enjoying the sour yet sweet taste. The key was the joy in the picking and eating experience, not the jujubes themselves.
Although Qian Yixiu felt a little heartache for those jujubes, she knew that she must attend well to these young lords. So she treated them as if they were guests on a farmhouse pleasure trip, allowing them to eat, drink, and be merry, and then depending on their mood, they might give some reward money to her family.
Qian Yixiu looked at the sun slanting to the west and went to move the Basin Orchid from the shady spot in the backyard back to her own small room, as the afternoon sunlight was too strong for it.
As she struggled to carry the Basin Orchid to the front yard, Liang Jinzhao called out to her. He walked over quickly, looking at the Basin Orchid in surprise and said, “This Basin Orchid is growing so well, sell it to this young master, the price is negotiable.”
Qian Yixiu regretfully said, “But how can I, I’ve already promised to sell this plant to someone else. It’s all settled that it shall be taken to the county town tomorrow.”
If she had made a promise to someone else and went back on her word, it wouldn’t matter much since she hadn’t yet taken their money. The price offered by this young master would certainly not be lower. However, she had made a promise to Shopkeeper Cui, her long-admired business partner, and she couldn’t break her word.
Liang Jinzhao felt a wave of disappointment. “My grandfather loves Jun Zi Lan flowers the most, saying they are the gentlemen among flowers. We have nurtured many in our residence, and ones as good as this are rare. Not to mention this Basin Orchid has so many leaves, they are thick and very glossy, and the patterns on them are beautiful too, like green swords… Who did you sell it to? When the time comes, I’ll see if they are willing to part with it.”
Because of his grandfather’s love for Jun Zi Lan, he also had a certain understanding of these flowers.
Qian Yixiu said, “I’ve already made arrangements with Shopkeeper Cui from the Wuxi Tea Building. He said his young master would return to Capital City at the beginning of next month…”
Liang Jinzhao burst out laughing, “Wuxi Tea Building, huh? That is my mother’s shop, and Shopkeeper Cui is a servant of our household.”
It turned out they were all part of the same family, and the young master from Capital City that Shopkeeper Cui mentioned was none other than him.
Qian Yixiu smiled and said, “What a coincidence, you’re all from the same family.”
She then mentioned the origin of the Basin Orchid. She and her brother had unintentionally followed a monkey into the deep mountains and stumbled upon the flower in a valley that was as beautiful as the Immortal Realm. Braving the dangers, they had descended to the valley floor to dig it up and bring it back.
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She felt she wasn’t exactly lying; Hot Wind Valley was not as beautiful as the Immortal Realm, but it was still located within the mountains.
Her story made Qian Sangui blush slightly and filled the three young men with endless longing for a valley like the Immortal Realm.
Liang Jinzhao had already discerned that this Jun Zi Lan was no ordinary specimen and must indeed have been found deep in the mountains. If it had been closer to the surface, it would have been dug up long before it could grow so large.
His smile was so wide as he thought about presenting the Orchid from the secluded valley to his grandfather, who would surely be overjoyed. Thinking of his flower-loving mother, he asked again, “Do you have any other flowers? My mother also adores flowers, and I want to bring her back a nice plant too.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Yeejin went to the backyard to fetch the Black Orchid. Qian Yixiu said, “This Black Orchid was found in the same place as the Jun Zi Lan Flower.”
Liang Jinzhao recognized that the plant was indeed an Orchid, but since it wasn’t blooming, he wasn’t sure if it was of high quality. However, anything found in the deep mountain valleys wouldn’t be too bad, and it would be sufficient to give to his mother, so he nodded and agreed to buy it.
He stretched out his hand and said to Liang Gao, “Bring the silver note.”
Liang Gao, unsure of how much to give, handed his young master the entire purse of money.
Liang Jinzhao took out one silver note to look at, and judging it to be too little, he took out another and handed it to Qian Yixiu, “Is this enough?”
Qian Yixiu saw that one was for two hundred taels and the other for three hundred taels. The flowers could typically sell for two hundred taels in Xishan County, but now they were making double, and more. The difference in prices between regions was indeed vast; the purchasing power of a Capital City aristocratic family was truly not to be underestimated.
“That’s enough.” Struggling to contain her inner jubilation, her cheeks flushed red as she quickly stuffed the silver note into her purse.
“That’s for the Jun Zi Lan Flower,” Liang Jinzhao added, taking out another silver note, “and this is for the Black Orchid.”
