She also inquired about the addresses of several down-on-their-luck princes from the third uncle.
Once the connection is established, if they can't hold on any longer, the jade business will turn to Qin Jingru.
The key point is that this woman herself is interested, and she would often go to ask for advice on how to maintain her appearance.
These fallen nobles, though down on their luck, still maintained their airs. Since a wealthy lady was willing to learn from them, they were quite happy to teach her. The key was this silly girl; she would pay whatever price was offered, never haggling.
These impoverished nobles preferred to sell their goods by working with straightforward and easygoing people.
After this back and forth, Lou Xiao'e's collection was almost no match for Qin Jingru's.
The items in her hands were genuinely from the Forbidden City, and some were even bestowed by the Emperor.
To be fair, this woman's social skills were truly impressive. After arriving in Beijing, especially after 1976, she liked to wander around aimlessly. Particularly after realizing her family was incredibly wealthy, she began cultivating all sorts of little hobbies. If you were to ask who lived the most comfortable life...
In this family, no matter who you are, the image of that heartless woman—Qin Jingru—will always pop into your mind.
"Tsk." Lou Xiao'e looked at the jade pendant in her hand: "I've only been gone for a year, and now you're surrounded by this kind of junk?"
"Hmph." Qin Jingru snorted.
"Amazing." Lou Xiao'e gave Qin Jingru a thumbs up.
"Hmph!" Qin Jingru snorted.
"What are you humming about!" Qin Huairu couldn't stand it anymore and grabbed the girl's ear: "You still have the nerve to hum? I've seen the family's finances, and you've spent a lot of money!"
"Hiss... How dare you! I am the rightful empress!" Ru's mouth was really stubborn.
"Alright, alright." Lou Xiao'e stopped Qin Huairu's hand: "These things she bought are worth the money. In fact, we got a good deal. If they're still a few years old, they'll probably be worth ten times more."
Anyone with a bit of assets has a basic understanding of the situation.
Domestically, Ms. Qiu's presence signifies a return to stability.
Now we're developing the economy.
No one doubts the arrival of a golden age; it's just a matter of time.
The saying goes, "Antiques are valued in prosperous times, gold in chaotic times." No matter what, dealing in antiques can always be profitable.
"Did you hear that!" Qin Jingru shouted loudly from behind Lou Xiao'e, even extending one index finger and crossing them together: "Ten times, ten times!"
Qin Huairu said leisurely, "Isn't that what the empress should do? To increase the family's assets."
"You..." This sudden change in emotion left Qin Jingru completely bewildered.
She had wanted to see Qin Huairu become furious and embarrassed, but suddenly she turned into someone advising her to admit her mistake.
This made her feel utterly disheartened.
Wang Shouren slowly moved out, leaving the three women chattering away. They always managed to find something to do.
He smiled, put on a coat, and went outside.
It was late at night, and the commotion outside had gradually subsided. He hadn't checked the time before coming out, but he estimated it was around one or two in the morning. He felt rather awkward about these three women causing trouble in the middle of the night. Without a doubt, it was Qin Jingru who started it, with Lou Xiao'e fanning the flames. Otherwise, given Qin Huairu's personality, she would have suppressed Qin Jingru's actions almost immediately.
He walked to the big tree and slowly took out a lighter from his pocket.
It was a Zippo lighter, one he'd bought casually while in the US. It was fairly windproof. He lit a cigarette and sat in the courtyard, gazing at the moon as the smoke slowly rose. The night sky was beautiful, with few stars and no clouds obscuring the view. Moonlight streamed into the courtyard, creating a unique atmosphere. He silently watched the sky, neither moving nor speaking.
Just watching quietly.
Do we mourn?
No, he just didn't know what to think about.
A figure slowly emerged from the moon gate and walked in.
Seeing Wang Shouren in the center of the courtyard, an older woman said with a hint of helplessness, "It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Wang Shouren paused for a moment, then turned his gaze over to the woman, whose face was slightly flushed.
Seemingly noticing that Wang Shouren hadn't spoken for a while, she explained, "I saw smoke here in the Intermediate Courtyard just now, and I wondered what had happened. So I came to check."
"I can't sleep, so I came out to get a bit chilly. It'll be more comfortable when I get into bed later. Hey, ma'am, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"She's asleep, she doesn't get up to pee," the older woman said cheerfully. "What's wrong? There are four of you in the house, do you think you'd let her stand out here all by herself? Did you have a fight?"
This is what the older woman is most worried about.
The first three got along well, but the last one, according to Yan Bugui, came in a jeep when his family visited. These days, for an older woman like her, driving a jeep meant you were a high-ranking official. He must have been a factory manager at least. The older woman thought it unlikely that a factory manager's daughter would marry Wang Shouren, especially since they seemed to be getting along so well.
They said they saw smoke, but it was just an excuse. They were afraid something might happen to him.
“We didn’t argue.” Wang Shouren smiled, walked over, and tightened the old woman’s clothes: “You should go back and get some sleep. I’m in my thirties or forties, I don’t have that many thoughts.”
"Alright, alright, you're chasing me away? Well then you'd better get some sleep. Don't stand in the middle of the yard so late at night, it's kind of scary." An older woman patted his shoulder in annoyance.
"Yes, yes, you should get some sleep and not worry about so many things. Besides, if you're going to worry about anything, you should worry about Xiao Chuan's affairs."
"What could Xiao Chuan possibly have to worry me about? He should be getting married by now."
"It's only been a few years since I had my grandson."
"Hey, it really is."
Wang Shouren helped the old woman back into her house. The old man was snoring loudly. The old woman smiled and said to Wang Shouren, "After all these years, I can't sleep well without the old man's snoring. I don't know what's wrong with me these days. I always feel strange at night."
"You're overthinking it. Sleep when you should, eat when you should. After the New Year, don't you still want to go out and see the world?"
"If you ask me, he's getting on in years, he should just stay here in Beijing, but he insists on going out." The old woman complained, but the longing in her eyes was undeniable.
Going out and seeing the world is a dream for so many people. Whether young or old, who wouldn't want to travel and explore? Now that they have the means, they naturally want to go out.
"You should listen to your uncle, go out and see what you want to buy. Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore, go to sleep."
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