In early autumn, the canal is bustling with activity.
Fishermen on small, covered boats were busy fishing and seeing off passengers, while grain transport ships with very deep drafts headed one after another to the dock.
One of the ships was a large, clean vessel, with every corner exuding exquisite craftsmanship. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was a passenger ship specially designed to transport VIPs, and it was generally only used for charter business.
The person being sent was Lin Daiyu, the daughter of the Salt Commissioner of Yangzhou, but it was her way of seeing her father for the last time.
"Young lady, would you like to have something to eat?"
Zijuan, carrying several small dishes and a small bowl of red rice porridge, looked worriedly at Lin Daiyu by the window and said.
"Just leave it there, I can't eat it."
As she spoke, Lin Daiyu's eyes remained fixed on the book in her hands, yet she did not turn a single page for a long time.
Zijuan was anxious. The girl had only eaten two mouthfuls of porridge all day and hadn't eaten or drunk anything else. She had been sitting by the window the whole time. How could her body take it?
Seeing Lin Daiyu like this, Zijuan felt a pang of sorrow. The Lin family had only had one son for generations, and there was no one left in the Lin clan. The young lady had lost her mother, and now she had heard that Lord Lin was not doing well.
Once Lord Lin is gone, the young lady will be all alone in the world...
What Zijuan was more worried about was that without her father's protection, her daughter's talent, appearance, and family wealth were all top-notch, making her an object of covetousness!
Zijuan prayed in her heart, "I hope Lord Lin can survive."
He quickly went forward and closed the window, forcing a cheerful smile, "Miss, the wind is strong by the river." He touched Lin Daiyu's hand; it was indeed icy cold. Then, he hurriedly called for Xueyan.
"Get the girl a hand warmer."
Lin Daiyu then put down her book and said helplessly, "Why rush around like this? I can't stand even a slight breeze."
"Miss—" Zijuan drawled, laughing as she said, "Who was it that wanted to see the flowers the other day, caught a cold, and took medicine for a long time?"
"You sharp-tongued girl, I'll grant your wish," Lin Daiyu smiled, left from the window, and took the hand warmer.
Actually, she was still feeling depressed, but she didn't want Zijuan and the others to be sad. She could see the worry in Zijuan and the others' hearts, but how could she not overthink it, how could she not be heartbroken?
Her only remaining loved one in the world, her father, is about to pass away!
As night deepened, Lin Daiyu heard Xueyan, who was keeping watch, breathing steadily, and finally burst into tears, which soaked her pillow.
The system then asked, "Host, are we here to save Lin Daiyu's father, Lin Ruhai?"
"That's right, the Lin family's assets of two or three million are enough for me to make my first fortune."
The system nodded, then said with a hint of doubt, "But we still don't know what illness Lin Ruhai has, so we don't have the right medicine."
"Besides, we don't have money to buy medicine. One tael of silver can only buy a toothbrush or two catties of grain."
Then, the system nervously suggested, "How about we go and accumulate some initial capital first?"
Ling Xiao glanced at the system and asked:
"System, do you know that from the very beginning, capital has been soaked in blood and sweat from every pore?"
"so?"
"So why do you think I need to accumulate initial capital? Of course, I need to do it all at once. What do I need initial capital for?"
"If Lin Daiyu opens the treasure chests a few more times, she'll have the money."
Shocked by the host's dirty tricks, isn't this just getting something for nothing?
Ling Xiao chuckled and immediately bought some phone clips, water basins, plastic bottles, and the like in the online store. With the handling fee, he spent all his money.
"These are our first batch of goods," Ling Xiao said with satisfaction, inspecting the goods. He then instructed the system to retrieve ten wooden crates from his personal space and randomly add them to the inventory as "goods."
"Host, is this alright? It didn't work at all when Lin Daiyu tried to draw it. Won't she become suspicious?"
The system felt a little guilty; it had never been a swindler before.
The next second, Ling Xiao's words dispelled his guilt:
"These things are all based on probability. It's like a lottery; when will you be guaranteed to get what you need? Getting a bunch of junk is normal."
"Besides, once we have money, Lin Daiyu will go from being unlucky to lucky, and her father Lin Ruhai will be saved."
Ling Xiao said with a smile:
"It's all for saving lives," she thought to herself, realizing how difficult it is to be a good person.
On the surface, I'm being taught, but inside I'm complaining:
"It's true that lotteries have a chance of winning, but this is blatant manipulation."
Ling Xiao changed into the most "glamorous" outfit among the costumes and props, a golden set.
The jade pendants, bracelets, hairpins, and necklaces she wore were all among the finest items in the world.
"That won't do, I'm too old."
Ling Xiao frowned, and under the system's horrified gaze, her flesh writhed, slowly shrinking her size, and her face became more and more childlike, finally settling on the appearance of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl.
The clothes would automatically fit her body shape, so she didn't change them. She changed the jewelry to something more age-appropriate. Ling Xiao turned around and nodded in satisfaction.
"In this world, I'm practically the little money-making god during my internship."
"Let's go find Fairy Crimson Pearl," Ling Xiao said cheerfully.
The cabin was silent. A certain medicine produced by the First World could induce a deep sleep in people, even those with strong willpower, but they could still sense the outside world.
Ling Xiao maintained her persona and ran briskly to the cabin where Lin Daiyu lived.
Passing by the fragrant Xueyan curled up asleep on the couch, a few steps further, Lin Daiyu lay peacefully inside the splendid Lingzhi bed curtains.
…………
Lin Daiyu couldn't fall asleep and shed many tears. She couldn't fall asleep for a while. When she heard footsteps outside, she first thought it was Xueyan, who was on night watch, or Zijuan, who came to check on her.
However, she quickly realized that it was impossible, because the maids all had their own rules and would not make loud noises when they walked, and the footsteps of Zijuan and Xueyan did not match.
Who is it? Could it be a bandit, a petty thief, or a maid or servant?
Lin Daiyu grew increasingly frightened as she thought about it, so she closed her eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep, hoping that the person would take the things and leave.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned; she sensed the person getting closer and closer to her bed.
Suddenly, someone yanked open the bed curtains.
Startled, Lin Daiyu heard a clear, teasing voice:
"Jiangzhu, are you still pretending to be asleep?"
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