Chapter 82 Building Momentum
A thumping sound came from the bathroom. Shen Yuanzhu turned her head to look, felt a little strange, and then ignored it.
However, Mrs. Luo's complexion did not look very good.
She was still holding Xie Qi's outer robe in her hand, and as she shook it, a faint smell of cheap cosmetics could be detected.
"The young master has gone to a brothel."
Shen Yuanzhu looked up in confusion and saw Luo hand Xie Qi's outer garment to her.
Shen Yuanzhu wrinkled her nose and sniffed lightly: "There's a hint of alcohol and perfume."
Ling'er snorted, "I never thought the Second Young Master would be such a romantic. He has Mianhe in the courtyard, and he also has a lover outside?"
"Who could have seduced him to have a secret rendezvous the day after his wedding? He said he was going to find a way, but who knew..."
Before she could finish speaking, Shen Yuanzhu blinked and said, "Oh, he wants to sell that batch of faded red silk to girls in brothels."
"That's not a bad idea."
Ordinary families rarely use red silk; it is mostly needed for weddings and celebrations.
However, the red silk used is different from this particular type of red silk.
Ordinary families couldn't afford silk for weddings and birthday banquets, so they mostly used red cotton. However, wealthy families usually used red silk with hidden embroidery.
Therefore, this batch of goods is just right for those girls who make a living by performing.
Red silk is excellent for making dance costumes and undergarments, but I wonder how Xie Qi will solve the problem of fading.
"It's not that he's stupid that he would think of going to a brothel."
Shen Yuanzhu casually handed Xie Qi's outer garment to Ling'er: "Have someone wash it."
Madam Luo sighed and waved her hand, dismissing Ling'er.
There were still some pastries that Xie Qi had brought back on the table. After thinking for a moment, Shen Yuanzhu asked Luo Shi to bring a porcelain plate.
She opened the food box, picked up two pieces at random, took a bite of one, and placed it on the side of the plate.
"Give the rest of the wet nurses to Ling'er and Xiaozhi."
"Isn't Miss going to eat?"
"I've already had dinner, so I can't eat anything right now."
Although she couldn't eat, Shen Yuanzhu knew that the way of husband and wife was no different from the way of business, both of which required proper management.
If a business partner offers her a share of the profits, but she refuses to accept a single penny, it will not only arouse suspicion and cause her to overthink, but it will also hurt their sincere feelings.
More importantly, if we don't accept this offer, they might not be willing to offer a discount next time.
Therefore, she not only accepts the business, but does so with great joy, hoping that the customers will offer more discounts in the future. Only through such a reciprocal exchange can the business last.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Yuanzhu said, "Since he has come, I must also respond. Nanny, please make the small couch softer and find a soft pillow."
Luo agreed and turned to neatly arrange the small couch.
Xie Qi took a long bath before coming out of the bathroom.
His face showed signs of fatigue after a shower, but not of ease.
Shen Yuanzhu had changed into a soft nightgown and was now sitting by the bed drawing pictures for her dowry.
Her dowry was far more than what her mother had left behind.
Including what Ye Yunyi and Shen Yuanqiong collected, there are still quite a few things that need to be included in the catalog.
Seeing that she was busy, Xie Qi could only stand aside like a bamboo stick.
He pursed his lips, and when he was at a loss, his face turned somewhat cold.
"Is my husband finished bathing?"
Shen Yuanzhu wanted to pretend she hadn't seen it, but seeing that Xie Qi didn't intend to speak, she had no choice but to say, "The pastries my husband brought back were delicious. I saved the most fragrant one for him."
Walking to the table, Shen Yuanzhu picked up a porcelain plate: "I've tried them all, and this one is the best."
The throbbing wound on his index finger itched deep within his heart. Xie Qi turned his face away, avoiding Shen Yuanzhu's gaze.
"If you like it, I'll buy it for you again in the future..."
Chen Yuanzhu nodded with satisfaction.
Once the heat on his face subsided, Xie Qi turned to look at the snacks on the plate.
On a round pastry, there was a crescent-shaped bite mark. He stared at it closely, then pinched the wound on his finger, forcing himself to look at the other side.
Next to it was a round cake decorated with peach blossom leaves. It looked very pretty, but I wondered what it tasted like.
Xie Qi had eaten many leftovers since he was a child, but this was the first time someone had saved the best for him.
Xie Qi rested his hand on the porcelain plate, remaining motionless for a long time.
Shen Yuanzhu's arm ached from holding it up. She looked up at Xie Qi, then at the pastries.
"Does your husband not like it?"
Xie Qi shook his head and stuffed the unidentified round cake into his mouth.
He rarely ate pastries, as no one made them for him when he was young, and the Xie family would never prepare such luxurious things for him.
As he grew older, he stopped clinging to things he couldn't have in his youth.
The pastry is smooth, sweet, and fragrant with a rich aroma of rice. With each bite, crushed peanuts mixed with sugar flow out.
Xie Qi's eyes were filled with turbulent emotions, which ultimately coalesced into a single sentence: "It is indeed the most delicious pastry I have ever eaten."
Shen Yuanzhu nodded and said, "If my husband likes it, that's good. If there's anything good in the future, I'll save it for him."
Xie Qi lowered his eyes, a sense of melancholy rising in his heart.
It wasn't impossible for him to consummate his marriage with her, but he didn't know how to bring it up.
"My husband, after you've eaten the pastries, don't forget to rinse your mouth with salt."
The emotions that had just begun to build were interrupted, and Xie Qi gave a soft "hmm".
"After you wash up, my husband should rest early. I've asked the wet nurse to add a soft cushion to your couch. If you sleep tonight, you won't feel as sore as you did yesterday."
After speaking, Shen Yuanzhu returned to the canopy bed and lowered the bed curtains.
Xie Qi stood there, staring at the thickly covered small couch, pursing his lips and remaining silent.
The quilt was soft and very comfortable, and Xie Qi reached out and gently stroked it.
Even after he acquired Jixia Manor, he had never slept on such a thick and soft bed, but Shen Yuanzhu said she was afraid he would get soreness from sleeping on it...
Qianxiang Courtyard is already far, far better than Jiucaiju. Although this small couch is narrow and short, it is still much better than the cold bed in Jiucaiju that is hot in summer and cold in winter.
Xie Qi looked up at Shen Yuanzhu's canopy bed and couldn't help but twirl his fingers.
The other party didn't press him further, demanding that he consummate the marriage today, which relieved Xie Qi. However, for some reason, he also felt a subtle sense of grievance and irritation.
When he came out of the bathroom, he had already made up his mind...
Xie Qi stretched out his long legs and put his feet outside the small couch, barely managing to suppress his chaotic thoughts.
Just now, while he was taking a bath in the bathroom, he took a large red soft towel out of the basin.
The red color after being soaked in water is different from the original color of the soft towel.
Xie Qi stared at the veils above his head, pondering until late into the night, and finally came up with a solution.
He managed to sell the batch of dyed red silk and built up his reputation in Suzhou Prefecture, making him famous overnight.
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