Jiang Shuyue woke up from a beautiful dream, only to find that she had transmigrated into the unfavored legitimate daughter of a minister's manor.
Although the original owner possessed ou...
Jiang Shuyue turned around abruptly and saw a strange man staring at her with a resentful expression.
Jiang Shuyue: "..."
Is this a staged accident scam?
They're still scammers!!!
"Don't pretend you don't know me. Take a good look and see who I am."
The man pulled Jiang Shuyue through the crowd to the eaves of the shop.
"Who you are is none of my business. I don't know you. If you keep arguing, I'll call for help." Jiang Shuyue rubbed her arm, which was sore from being pulled.
Jiang Shuyue was also puzzled. The person's voice sounded somewhat familiar, but she just couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue frown, as if she really didn't recognize him.
The man reminded her, "It's the backyard of Master Guo's house."
A hint of guilt flashed across Jiang Shuyue's face as she took a step back and said, "You are Nangong..."
The man glared at her angrily: "You heartless wretch! You've really screwed me over! You've even forgotten my name now."
Passersby cast strange glances at them.
It's like a devoted man meeting a heartless woman.
"I...I really can't remember, and besides, why should I remember you!"
Faced with a woman who was both beautiful and heartless, Nangong Ze was almost choked to death by her words.
Just a moment ago he wanted to strangle her, but now he was so angry with her that he lost his temper.
“Aunt Guo, you can’t be so heartless! You ran off with the Guo family’s storeroom, and I was chased by the Guo family like a stray dog. I didn’t even dare to go back to the inn.”
"Pah! Who is Aunt Guo? Open your dog eyes and see!"
"Also, which eye of yours saw me run off with the Guo family's warehouse? Think carefully, when you saw me, was I carrying anything in my hand?"
Anyway, since there was no evidence or proof of what Nangong did, and there was no way to verify it, Jiang Shuyue wouldn't admit it.
Nangong Zeyue was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head: "You're not Aunt Guo? You didn't steal from Master Guo's storeroom?"
Jiang Shuyue raised her chin slightly: "This young lady is in the prime of her life, beautiful as a flower, how could I possibly be interested in that pig-like Master Guo?"
"That Guo family's storeroom isn't as light as a needle and thread. Do you think I could move it all?"
Nangong Zeyue gave Jiang Shuyue a careful look.
With her exquisite features, sculpted shoulders, and slender waist, she was an absolute beauty, and it was impossible for her to be a concubine in a wealthy man's household.
The person in front of me had skin as white as mutton fat jade, and was delicate and gentle. She was definitely not someone who could empty a warehouse.
"Wait, when did I say that the Guo family's warehouse was emptied? How do you know that the Guo family's warehouse was emptied?"
Jiang Shuyue glanced at Nangong Zeyue's simple-minded appearance and chuckled, "You're so young and you already have dementia. When my clinic opens, come over for treatment, and I'll give you a discount."
Did I really say that?
Jiang Shuyue nodded seriously: "You just said that I have a very good memory, and I can recite medical books from memory."
"Then why can't you remember me, Nangong Zeyue?"
Seeing that Nangong Zeyue had been brought back to him again, looking so simple and honest, he could tell that she was a person without any ulterior motives.
As for the rumors that he was a master thief, Jiang Shuyue was rather curious.
His eyes were clear, and although he had a bit of a roguish air about him, he was mostly upright. Could this person be the legendary Robin Hood who robbed the rich to help the poor?
Jiang Shuyue was right; Nangong Zeyue had done plenty of things like robbing the rich to help the poor.
Jiang Shuyue suppressed her doubt and rolled her eyes at him, trying not to laugh: "Why would I remember the name of a stranger like you? I can't even remember the name of my dead husband, let alone yours."
Nangong Ze was taken aback: "You're married?"
Jiang Shuyue smiled gently: "My son is already over three years old."
"Your husband is dead?" Nangong Ze belatedly realized.
Nangong Zeyue felt that since she had said "dead ghost," then she must really be dead.
Jiang Shuyue smiled brightly: "Yes! Now that you're dead, come with me to check out the shop. I'll treat you to tea."
Jiang Shuyue felt that having more friends meant having more options, and it was good to get to know more people here.
"You still haven't told me your name. I think we're quite destined for each other. I'll protect you if anything happens in the future."
Nangong Zeyue found the woman in front of him very interesting.
She was easygoing, unpretentious, and broad-minded. Just now, she spoke of her husband's death as if someone else's pig had died.
His understated manner exuded composure.
No, it exudes pleasure!
Jiang Shuyue watched as Nangong Zeyue's face displayed a variety of expressions.
She introduced herself: "I am Jiang Shuyue. Zhuxi County and the surrounding counties have suffered from drought. The wells in the villages at the foot of Yunling Mountain have all dried up, so we had no choice but to flee here."
Nangong Zeyue suppressed her strange expression and glanced at the broker in front of her: "What did you just say? You wanted to go look at the shop?"
Jiang Shuyue nodded: "That's right. I'm new here and need to earn money to eat. Luckily, I'm good at medicine. Unlike the capital, no one questions women practicing medicine here."
“Miss Jiang is no ordinary woman confined to her home. I admire her. Come with me, lest the brokers take advantage of you just because you are a woman.”
Jiang Shuyue didn't hesitate and readily agreed, "Okay, I'll treat you to tea once we find a good shop."
The two entered the brokerage firm, and the waiter, seeing their distinguished bearing, hurriedly ushered them inside.
Serving tea, with a fawning smile, he asked, "May I ask if you two gentlemen have a shop or a courtyard that you wish to rent out?"
“We’ll rent a shop,” Jiang Shuyue said bluntly.
"Please wait a moment, sir, I will go and get the booklet right away."
The waiter brought over the booklet, and Jiang Shuyue flipped through a few pages.
Jiang Shuyue was dazzled by the sights; the prices ranged from tens to hundreds of taels of silver.
Seeing that Jiang Shuyue looked confused, Nangong Zeyue laughed and said, "I told you we were destined to meet! If you weren't familiar with this place, you really wouldn't know how to choose."
He moved the booklet between the two of them and pointed to the most expensive shop on it: "This place is located near the east side, next to the East Market, which is more bustling than this street."
"How much does it cost to rent a shop on this street?" Jiang Shuyue pushed the brochure in front of Nangong Zeyue.
"Hmm, let me take another look. It's not like you can just rent it whenever you want; we have to see if there are any vacant shops available."
The waiter nodded in agreement, saying, "This young master is knowledgeable. If you flip through the pages further, I remember there are several shops on this street that are available for rent."
Nangong Zeyue picked up the booklet and continued flipping through it. This street was called Jinxiu Street, and there were three shops rented out.
The largest shop rents for over two hundred taels of silver. It has two rooms, three floors, and a courtyard at the back.
The smallest shop is just a single building, and the rent is over a hundred taels of silver. It's only one story high, with a small courtyard connected to the back of the shop, containing a few small rooms.
Jiang Shuyue estimated that she had enough money left to rent that large shop, but she didn't need it.
She pointed to the cheapest shop: "This one will do! I can't afford any more."
Nangong Zeyue threw the booklet on the table and said to the waiter, "This shop is only 250 yuan for three years. Let's forget about the extra one and go to the next one."
"Pfft! Cough cough..."