Royal Beloved Black Wife

   Chapter 132 The prince is here, her determination (1)

   Dong Dong Dong!

   Someone knocked on the door.

  Chu Qianqian rubbed her sore temple, exhaled, and asked, "Who?"

   "Miss, it's a slave." Bi Zhu replied from outside the door.

  Chu Qianqian then remembered that she had made an appointment with Bizhu, sat up straight, gathered up her wide sleeves, and said, "Come in."

  Bizhu pushed the door and entered, holding the account book in one hand and covering her stomach with the other intentionally or unintentionally.

  Chu Qianqian curved the corners of her lips and asked, "Is it serious?"

  Bizhu smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "It's not serious, except for some drowsiness, there is almost nothing else."

  Chu Qianqian said, "That's good," and then subconsciously wanted someone to cook a bowl of tea soup, and remembered that pregnant women shouldn't eat tea, so she didn't move.

Bizhu knelt down beside Chu Qianqian, handed over the account book in her hand, and said, "Zhuangzi has chosen, in the county where we used to live, according to the lady's instructions, the craftsmen have also chosen, just waiting for the decision. It will start working in a day.”

Chu Qianqian opened the booklet and looked at it seriously. When she saw something she was not satisfied with, she put a pen around it. After reading it, she gave the booklet to Bizhu: "Build another greenhouse, grow some vegetables and melons."

  Bizhu responded: "Yes."

   paused, then asked cautiously, "Why are you building such a large factory?"

  Chu Qianqian said with a calm expression: "There is a need."

  Bizhu knew that Chu Qianqian was reluctant to say more, so she stopped asking. Ren Gui is self-aware. From the moment she elopes with Yao Lang without a word, she has already failed the trust of the eldest lady. Now the eldest lady can still entrust her with a heavy responsibility despite her past love. Being benevolent and righteous, all she can do is to do things in a down-to-earth manner and raise her child with peace of mind.

   Later, the master and servant confirmed the start date and the servant Yueyin. Because Bizhu was young and inexperienced, Chu Qianqian asked the old lady to come to Li's mother.

Li's mother was originally Yingxintang's servant. After Shen Shi and Chu Qianqian were driven to the countryside, she fell into Ouyang Jin's yard, and now Ouyang Jin is living in the palace again. The old lady and An Susu both stay there. Don't care much.

   That night, Mama Li left with Bizhu.

  Danju tapped Chu Qianqian's inventory, and almost dropped his chin: "Miss! The money is gone!"

   The 200,000 taels won from the Duke of Ming Dynasty were only 100 taels left! If you think about it, it's right. It cost 60,000 taels for the dish of Shixiangju. It cost about 50,000 taels for decoration and buying tables and chairs. Earlier, it cost about 10,000 taels to smash the Yihong Courtyard. It costs another 10,000 taels to buy clothes and jewelry for the wife, the young master, and the fourth lady during the Chinese New Year, which adds up to 130,000 taels. For the remaining 70,000, it cost 20,000 to buy Zhuangzi, and the budget for building a greenhouse and a winery is almost 50,000...

   "My God, Miss! This money is spent too fast!"

  Chu Qianqian's eyes did not fluctuate: "If it's gone, it's gone, just make more money."

  Danju really finds it hard to understand her young lady's optimistic temperament. She is about to die of worry. With so much money, she said that it will be gone. Shixiangju is about to open. What if she can't pay her wages? What if I can't buy food?

  Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, so worried

  Chu Qianqian looked at her being more anxious than herself, and curved the corners of her lips: "If I say it's okay, it's okay."

  Danju bit his lip, well, Miss is always right.

   "Miss, someone sent a letter in." The maid at the door reported.

  Danju went to get the letter and handed it to Chu Qianqian.

  Chu Qianqian saw that it was Zhuge Ye who came.

  Chu Qianqian looked at the hourglass on the wall, went to the small kitchen to make a medicinal meal, and then twisted the food box to the back door.

  Zhuge Ye sat on the carriage, flipping through a few books that he was usually interested in, but strangely, he couldn't read a word.

   This feeling of being out of control is really…

   smiled self-deprecatingly, he simply put down the book and began to close his eyes to rest.

   After waiting for a long time, Chu Qianqian finally came.

   "Prince." Chu Qianqian twisted the food box and gave a salute.

   Zhuge Ye's glinting eyes moved, he pulled her to sit beside him, and took the food box and placed it on the table.

   "Is Yan'er all right?" He asked her, looking at her tenderly. He couldn't hide the matter of the Prince's Mansion, but he didn't hide from Chu Qianqian what he knew so much about the Prince's Mansion.

   This kind of trust made Chu Qianqian stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "She has a bad stomach. She has a weak stomach and can't eat indiscriminately."

   Zhuge Ye didn't ask Chu Mo, just that arrogant boy, it's not a good idea to make a hole in the Prince's residence, it's unlikely that he will be bullied.

Zhuge Ye also wanted to say that next time you have something to remember to come to me, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that with her temperament, she would not trouble others if she could solve it by herself, so she skipped this one and said, "Now the whole capital is floating. With a smell of wine, did you make it?"

  Chu Qianqian nodded: "Yes."

  This, she didn't hide it from him.

   Both of them opened their hearts a little, and Zhuge Ye's eyes flashed with a faint joy. I don't know what he thought of, he took out a brocade box from the dark compartment and stuffed it into Chu Qianqian's hand.

  Chu Qianqian opened it and saw that it was a stack of silver bills.

   Zhuge Ye said softly, "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, I just want to take a stake in your Shixiangju and be half the owner for me, how about that?"

  Chu Qianqian was just thinking about how to make money, and now the money came. He said that it was a shareholding, but in fact, it was given away for nothing, but he was afraid that she would not accept her because of her self-esteem.

  Chu Qianqian smiled and said, "Okay."

   Zhuge Ye smiled with satisfaction.

  Chu Qianqian opened the food box again and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Take it back for supper after eating."

   Zhuge Ye glanced at the delicate and delicious herbal food and dishes, knowing that she made it by herself, and asked, "Have you eaten?"

  Chu Qianqian shook her head: "No."

   Zhuge Ye's eyes flashed, and he brushed a strand of blue silk from the corner of her lips and said, "I didn't eat either, let's eat together."

   "Okay." Chu Qianqian took out a bowl of Schisandra longan porridge, a plate of fried fungus, a plate of egg yuba, a plate of shredded wild mushrooms, and a cup of Chuanbei Sydney.

   (end of this chapter)