In this world, you can't always act uprightly just because you want to. Fighting evil with evil, violence with violence, and ruthlessness with ruthlessness is also a way to survive.
Although she thought this way, Yun Qingran still obediently agreed, "I understand, Father. I will act uprightly from now on."
"Ranran, you're such a good girl. Sit down and eat." Yunxiao nudged Yun Qingbi with his arm, then glared at him threateningly, telling him to stop disciplining his sister.
Yun Qingbi pursed her lips and sat down to eat in a sullen mood. Her father was always like this, always spoiling her younger sister.
"Wow, this antique soup is so delicious!" After sitting down, Yunxiao picked up a slice of beef and put it in her mouth, immediately exclaiming in amazement.
He grew up in a life of luxury and lavish meals, and ate plenty of antique soup, but this was the first time he had ever tasted such a delicious antique soup.
Yun Qingbi also picked up a slice of beef and put it in her mouth, her eyes shining, but she still stubbornly said, "So-so."
"Big brother, you're really stubborn all over." Yun Qingran retorted without holding back.
"Hmph." Yun Qingbi snorted at her and continued showing off the antique soup.
A kind and honest father, a stubborn and cunning older brother! Looking at the original owner's two closest relatives, Yun Qingbi felt a little nostalgic for her parents and third uncle.
Although my parents are busy with work, their love is never absent. My third uncle is even more so; he is my uncle, father, friend, and mentor.
After thinking about her parents and third uncle, she thought of her Douyin account, which was half about women and half about men. She had worked so hard to build the account, but now it would never be seen again.
Oh right, and there are my own food buddies, shipping buddies, travel buddies, bathroom buddies... I wonder if their lives have changed since I left.
"What's wrong? Why do you look so sentimental?" Yun Qingbi leaned closer and asked Yun Qingran.
"Kids shouldn't use idioms carelessly. Eat your food." Yun Qingran pushed his face away in disgust.
My father is a big name in traditional Chinese medicine, my mother is a big name in martial arts, and my third uncle is a master shrewd businessman. They would be fine even without me. I should think more about my own situation; my current predicament is much more difficult than theirs.
Having figured this out, Yun Qingran felt cheerful again.
After the meal, she first massaged Yunxiao and applied ointment.
"Ranran, your massage and ointment are so effective! My neck, shoulders, and the back of my head don't hurt at all today, my head isn't dizzy anymore, and my body feels warm and comfortable." Yunxiao lay on the bed, her eyes crinkling with laughter.
Those colleagues always praise how well-behaved and wonderful their daughters are. Do their daughters even give them massages or make ointments? His daughter is the best in the world.
"As long as Daddy likes it, your daughter will massage you every day." Yun Qingran transformed into the epitome of a sweet little daughter, massaging even more attentively.
"She's such a good daughter of your father. Your mother in heaven would be so happy to see this." Yunxiao's eyes welled up with tears as he thought of his deceased wife.
"Mother will." Perhaps it was because of the bloodline of this body, Yun Qingran felt a pang of sadness and a little bitterness in her heart.
Sensing his daughter's unhappiness, Yunxiao quickly changed the subject, "Ranran, the antique soup you made tonight is really delicious. I've never had such a delicious antique soup before."
"Really?" Yun Qingran asked happily.
"Really, I feel that the antique soup you made has a richer flavor, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, it's really delicious." After Yunxiao finished speaking, she smacked her lips in lingering taste.
Hearing Yunxiao's praise, Yun Qingran proudly raised her chin and said without any modesty, "Of course what I made is delicious."
Ancient soup bases were usually just water with a little oil and salt, while wealthy families used bone broth. But Yun Qingran's soup base was different; she used a modern recipe, just without chili peppers or hot sauce.
Chili peppers are an imported product, initially used only as ornamental plants, and later became practical and widespread.
Yun Qingran secretly made up her mind that she must find chili peppers and usher in the chili pepper era.
Tremble, chrysanthemum!
"By the way, Father, do we still have a shop? It's on Zhuque Street, isn't it?" Yun Qingran suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
Zhuque Avenue is a bustling commercial street in Beijing with a large flow of people.
"Yes, there is a shop." Yunxiao nodded.
The Zhen'an Marquis's mansion originally owned many fields and shops, but the original owner was a compulsive gambler and caused trouble every day, so all the fields and shops in the family were sold off, leaving only one shop.
"Father, what do you think about selling this antique soup?" Yun Qingran asked Yun Xiao tentatively.
I won 3,000 taels from Zhang San, 8,000 taels from Yun Xiyue, 4,000 taels from Steward Qiu, and gave 1,000 taels to Yunxiao. Now I have a total of more than 15,000 taels.
Fifteen thousand taels of silver is enough to last the family for several years, based on their current expenses. But Yun Qingran is not one to live a life of hardship. In her previous life, she drove a Rolls-Royce and wore Chanel or Gucci. She can't lower her standard of living just because she transmigrated.
So, to make money, to make a lot of money, one had to become a rich woman even in ancient times.
“Your antique soup tastes excellent, and it will definitely sell well, but Ranran, do you know how to do business?” Yunxiao turned to look at Yun Qingran.
If he remembered correctly, his daughter couldn't even do addition and subtraction within ten correctly, and she was completely clueless about managing people and business.
"Probably," Yun Qingran replied.
In her past life, besides her father inheriting the family business as a doctor, her eldest uncle went into politics, and her third uncle went into business. Therefore, Yun Qingran was not only proficient in medicine, but also had some understanding of politics and business. Opening a hot pot restaurant wouldn't be a problem.
"Since you want to do it, then go ahead and do it. But Ranran, you must abide by the law and not harm the people, understand?" Yunxiao instructed.
"Father, I know, I will definitely be a good businesswoman." Yun Qingran nodded heavily.
"My dear daughter." Yunxiao looked at Yun Qingran with gentle and loving eyes, a fleeting trace of sadness and pain passing through his eyes.
After massaging Yunxiao and applying ointment, Yun Qingran went to the kitchen to drink her medicine.
Shortly after drinking it, the medicine took effect, and she quickly covered her bottom and rushed to the outhouse.
At this moment, Yun Song was scolding Yun Xiyue in the study, "Yue'er, how could you be so foolish as to gamble with that idiot and lose so much money? Do you know how humiliated I am today?"
"Father, I know I was wrong." Yun Xiyue clenched her fists tightly and said with resentment and regret, "That idiot made me play with her today. She kept winning against me, and I was so angry that I acted impulsively and lost so much."
"He's just an idiot who suddenly got lucky; don't take it to heart. Your top priority right now is to latch onto the Imperial Concubine's coattails, win this palace banquet competition, and become the Princess Consort of Northern Cold..."
"Bang!"
As Yun Song was speaking, a loud fart suddenly rang out, as if mocking his words as nonsense.
Then, a stench filled the Yun residence, and the entire residence was filled with the sound of vomiting.
[yue] [yue] [yue]
"Holy crap, did the outhouse next door fall into the pot? It stinks so badly!" Everyone complained as they ate.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
