At this time Chu Yu also came over.

"Let's go in first." Jiang Muyu said.

Several people walked into the dyeing workshop.

After waiting for a while, Tan Niang came, accompanied by a woman of similar stature.

The woman had slightly dark skin, but her facial features were very three-dimensional, with a thin, pointed face, a curvy figure, and a special charm.

Tan Niang looks more like a Jiangnan woman, gentle and kind. The two of them standing together formed a sharp contrast.

The two came over, bowed, and said, "Hello, Princess, and Hello, Madam Chu."

Jiang Muyu asked the two to stand up, and then his eyes fell on the woman, "Are you Qingman?"

"It's me." There was a sense of gangsterism in her voice.

"Mrs. Tan said you can check the accounts?"

"Yes, my previous job in the caravan was mainly to keep accounts."

Jiang Muyu asked Yun Xuan to bring the account book that had been prepared in advance and hand it to her.

"See if there are any problems with the accounts here."

"Yes." Qingman took the account book and started to look through it.

After a while, her hands could no longer support her and she couldn't stop shaking. Tan Niang immediately took over and said, "I'll help you turn it over."

Jiang Muyu didn't say anything either.

So, Tan Niang flipped through the account book page by page, and Qing Man read through it page by page.

Soon, I turned to the last page.

Qingman said, "There is a problem with this account book. On page 23, line 4, there is a penny less, and on page 37, line 11, there is a penny more."

Jiang Muyu said: "One underestimated, the other underestimated, the final result is the same, how can it be considered a problem?"

"No matter what the result is, if the process is wrong, it is wrong. When doing accounting, there should be no mistakes even if it is half a penny."

Jiang Muyu's eyes flashed with admiration, "Besides checking the accounts, what else can you do?"

Qingman was stunned for a moment and looked at her hands. Each of her ten fingers was wrapped in cloth strips, from the fingertips to the wrists.

It was because she didn't want people to see the exposed white bones on the back of her hand, and the incomplete, ugly and terrifying flesh on her hand.

What else can you do with hands like this? Even flipping the ledger is a struggle.

Tan Niang, who was standing by, looked at her with tears in her eyes.

Jiang Muyu did not ignore her action just now. The hurt look in her eyes must have made her think of something bad.

"Alas..." Jiang Muyu sighed and said, "I still have a shop under my command that is in need of a shopkeeper..."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

She then continued, "I wonder if Miss Qingman is willing to give it a try?"

Qingman looked at the woman in front of her. Her eyes were slightly curved and there was a smile on her face that was as warm as the winter sun. She saw her own dazed look in her clear eyes.

What did she say? Shopkeeper? She actually let a useless person be the shopkeeper?

It was not until Tan Niang gently called her "Sister Man" twice that she came to her senses.

Jiang Muyu asked: "Why? You don't want to help me?"

She used the word "help", which made Qingman stunned again. Then she asked hesitantly, "Why did you choose me?"

"No reason." Jiang Muyu paused, and then said: "If I have to explain the reason, it's probably because there are too many people under my command who like to cook the books... So, do you want to be the shopkeeper?"

Tan Niang said quickly: "Yes, Sister Man thought so."

"Let her speak for herself."

Tan Niang pushed her anxiously, "Sister Man, please say something."

Qing Man swallowed her saliva, raised her hands wrapped in the cloth, and said, "Your Majesty, don't you think I'm a useless person who can't do anything? Look, I couldn't even turn over my own account book just now."

Jiang Muyu's expression became more serious, and she said, "You are truly useless only when you think you are useless. I once saw a person who lost both legs and was still able to learn to swim. Are you not as good as him?"

After that, she tapped the account book on the table and said, "I don't have time to listen to a person full of negative emotions complaining about the passing of time. If you don't want to do it, get out of here and don't bother me."

Seeing that the princess was angry, Tan Niang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but Qingman still kept her head down and said nothing.

Jiang Muyu stood up immediately with a lack of interest and said, "Let's go and see how to match the colors first."

"I'll do it!" Qingman suddenly said behind her.

Jiang Muyu didn't turn around, but walked straight into the house, saying lightly, "Yun Xuan, take her to the shop that was previously owned by Manager He."

"yes."

Yun Xuan walked up to Qing Man and said, "Come with me."

Tan Niang finally breathed a sigh of relief. Qing Man patted her head and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Well, you...be careful."

"good."

Tan Niang watched the two of them leave, wiped the tears from her eyes, and then walked into the house.

There are barrels of dyes in the room, all of which are extracted from special flowers or leaves.

"Madam, let me dye a piece of cloth using the wax dyeing method for you to see."

"good."

Tan Niang first painted the pattern on the cloth with liquid wax, then soaked the cloth in indigo dye fermented from indigo leaves, and then hung it in the yard to dry.

The process was a bit long, but Jiang Muyu could already roughly tell how beautiful the cloth would be from the pattern she drew.

Tan Niang said, "Just wait until the cloth is dried and then remove the wax."

Jiang Muyu nodded and praised: "Mrs. Tan is indeed a good cook."

Then, Tan Niang dyed another piece of cloth, dyeing a part of it with ink, gray and blue, and then leaving a large area white. It looked very exquisite, like an ink painting.

Jiang Muyu felt like he had found a treasure.

Huang the shopkeeper and Xu'er were also very happy.

Xuer said, "Master Tan's craftsmanship is even better than Xianniang's. I'm afraid our dyeing workshop will surpass Jinxiu Manor's in the future."

Huang, the shopkeeper, said: "You are still too young and like to dream. The status of Jinxiu Manor cannot be easily shaken."

Jiang Muyu smiled, looked at Chu Yu who was squatting under the drying pole and looking at the cloth, and said: "That's not necessarily true. If you stay on the top for too long, you will easily become careless. If you are not careful, you will be pulled down."

…

It was already past noon when they came out of the dyeing workshop, so Jiang Muyu said, "Why don't I treat you all to a meal?"

How could they dare to eat at the same table with the princess? They all said they were not hungry and that they had to watch over the cloth that had not yet dried in the dyeing workshop.

Seeing how timid they were, Jiang Muyu decided not to force them.

Chu Yu was the only exception. When he heard about having dinner, he said, "It's good to have dinner. Shuiyunjian has recently launched new dishes. Your Majesty, I think you haven't tried them yet."

When it comes to Shuiyunjian, Jiang Muyu refuses, "I don't want to eat there. The dishes are few and ridiculously expensive."

"Is that so..." Chu Yu thought for a moment and said, "Why not go to Bamboo Forest Hermitage? There are more dishes there."

"OK."

The two of them said goodbye to the shopkeeper Huang, got on a carriage and went to the secluded residence in the bamboo forest.

If the decoration of Shuiyunjian can be described as gorgeous and luxurious, then Zhulinyouju is as quiet and elegant as its name.

There were two waiters waiting at the door. When they saw their carriage approaching, they stepped forward and greeted them into the store.

"Does the guest need a private room?"

Jiang Muyu said: "No, let's have dinner in the lobby."

"Okay, please come this way, sir."

Since she said so, Chu Yu naturally had no objection.

The lobby of Bamboo Forest Retreat is separated by carved partitions, and although it is not as private as the private rooms upstairs, it has a unique liveliness.

The waiter led them to their seats and began to introduce the dishes to them.

Chu Yu raised his hand to stop him from talking, and said, "Don't worry, I come here often and I'm very familiar with it."

"Okay." The waiter didn't feel embarrassed. After all, apart from Shuiyunjian, theirs was the most famous restaurant in the capital, and most of the nobles had dined here.

Chu Yu named a few dishes, and the waiter wrote them down one by one, then said, "Please wait a moment, my two guests."

After the waiter left, a maid soon came to pour tea.

Jiang Muyu took a sip and suddenly heard voices from next door. She didn't have the habit of eavesdropping on other people's conversations, but the other party's voice was quite loud.

"Why are the dishes at Bamboo Forest Retreat always the same?"

"Yeah, I'm almost fed up with it."

"I heard that Shuiyunjian has recently launched a dish called... Crucian carp in milk soup. It seems good."

"Really? Why don't we go and try it tomorrow?"

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