When Feng Qingcheng woke up, the person beside her was nowhere to be seen.
I've long been used to him coming and going without a trace.
Sigh, for some reason, I feel a little disappointed.
Oh no, could she really have fallen for Wuming?
Thinking about the embarrassing things that happened last night, her face flushed red again!
She and Wuming were actually on this big bed...
grass!
How can she feel at ease lying innocently with Long Moyuan on this bed in the future?
No, she wants a different bed!
But changing the bed for no reason seems a bit unreasonable, doesn't it?
So Feng Qingcheng became furious and unleashed a ball of fire, burning the bed to the ground.
She discovered that she had advanced again.
Now she is actually a master of the fifth level of the Xuanhuang realm!
This star level is far too easy to advance to.
If word gets out, those Xuanhuang experts will probably be so angry they'll come and kill her!
The spiritual power within the nameless body is truly domineering. My God, I can't imagine just how terrifying this guy is.
She needs to intensify her training, otherwise the aftereffects will definitely be severe.
"It's gone off! It's gone off!"
Early in the morning, Feng Qingcheng opened the door and called out.
So Afu and the others flew in to put out the fire.
"Ah Cheng, are you alright?" Long Moyuan pulled Feng Qingcheng over, his face full of worry.
Feng Qingcheng saw that he had changed into a bright red robe and looked to be in good spirits.
Feeling guilty, Feng Qingcheng took his pulse and said, "I'm fine. I just accidentally knocked over the candle and burned the bed."
Long Moyuan ruffled her hair. "It's good that Acheng is alright."
After extinguishing the fire, Dan Yue was extremely puzzled. "Your Highness, Your Highness, there seems to be something strange about how this fire started."
Feng Qingcheng snorted coldly, "It's just that I accidentally knocked over the candle, what's so strange about that?"
Afu said, "It's like it was done on purpose."
"Are you saying I deliberately burned my bed? Am I crazy?" Feng Qingcheng glared at him.
Afu was shocked. "No, no, it just looks like it."
Xi Liu said, "My lord, my princess, we can't keep this bed."
Long Moyuan said calmly, "Then let's get new ones."
Although I'm a little reluctant, oh well.
"Waaah, A-Yuan, I really didn't mean to." Feng Qingcheng looked at Long Moyuan with feigned grievance.
Long Moyuan playfully pinched her nose. "Even if it was intentional, I won't blame you."
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
"It's not like we can't afford to buy a bed."
“Your Highness…” Afu winked at Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng was shocked. Could it be that she really couldn't afford it?
"Ah Yuan, I'll go to the guest room to give you acupuncture and administer your medicine while I'm at it." Feng Qingcheng said apologetically, linking arms with Long Moyuan.
It seems she did something wrong.
Without a bed, where will we sleep?
Sleeping on the floor?
Go sleep in the guest room?
If word gets out, people will laugh at us.
"good."
Feng Qingcheng fiddled with Long Moyuan for a while, then fed him a pill, gave him acupuncture, and put him into a deep sleep.
"princess."
As soon as she stepped out the door, Afu hurriedly called out to her.
"What's wrong?" Feng Qingcheng asked knowingly.
"The Prince's mansion has no extra silver."
They were indeed so poor they couldn't even afford to eat.
Feng Qingcheng calmly asked, "What about the prince's salary?"
"That little bit of silver isn't even enough to pay the servants' wages."
Feng Qingcheng, "..."
"What should we do, Your Highness? This huge palace can't go without rice!"
"Go to the shop to collect the money."
"None of the shops have any money; they've been losing money the whole time."
After Ah Fu finished speaking, he handed the thick stack of bills that the shopkeepers had brought to Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng flipped through the ledgers, feeling utterly overwhelmed.
She couldn't understand this ancient way of keeping accounts, and she said it gave her a real headache.
The young lady used to disdain doing such things.
However, Feng Qingran liked it, and the young lady taught Feng Qingran, but ended up becoming useless herself.
My brain hasn't been used for a long time, and it's too tiring to get it moving now.
"Take me directly to the store to check the accounts." Feng Qingcheng rolled up her sleeves. "I refuse to believe that fate is playing such a cruel trick on me."
While others transmigrate and enjoy a life of luxury and various advantages, she, on the other hand, suffers one misfortune after another. If there's any advantage she has, it's the matter of dual cultivation.
But that thing is also very tiring, and you're always on edge every time!
snort!
Damn it, she's not having it!
Seeing her outrageous actions, Afu was completely dumbfounded.
Feng Qingcheng immediately lowered her sleeves and calmly said, "Call Dan Yue and the others, let's go."
We can't let the Prince's mansion run out of food!
Did these bastards think Long Moyuan was crippled, so they started tampering with him?
Do you think she's dead?
Feng Qingcheng, along with Afu and the other three, rode off in a carriage, looking very imposing, to collect the debt.
The first one is Zuixianlou.
When Manager Feng and the waiter saw that there were customers, they quickly got up and greeted them with smiles.
Upon seeing Afu and his group, he immediately turned hostile.
"Wasn't the bill delivered to the Prince's residence? What are you doing here? Don't you trust me?" Manager Feng said with displeasure.
Afu angrily said, "Manager Feng, the Princess Consort is here today to check the accounts."
"Inspect the accounts? Inspect what accounts? What's there to inspect? This huge restaurant hasn't had a single customer for months. We're practically rotting away. If Your Highness wants to inspect, then proceed." Manager Feng said angrily, feeling that the princess didn't trust him at all, and his heart was breaking.
The Drunken Immortal repeatedly offered him high prices to work with his waiters, but he refused them all.
If it weren't for the fact that the prince had been kind to him, he would have left long ago.
It turned out that those who stayed behind would only go hungry.
Now the princess is actually coming to check the accounts! I'm furious!
He actually wishes he could have accounts for her to check!
"Manager Feng, please don't misunderstand. I'm not here today to check the accounts; I just want to help the restaurant attract some business," Feng Qingcheng explained with a smile.
Such a large restaurant, yet it's not making any money!
What's going on?
Although Feng Qingcheng was internally furious, she still maintained a charming smile on her face.
Manager Feng's expression softened somewhat. He explained, "To be honest, Your Highness, Zuixianlou used to be the most profitable restaurant in the Prince's mansion. But ever since the Prince passed away, people have stopped going to Zuixianlou and have gone to eat at other restaurants. His Highness the Crown Prince is even more despicable; he opened Zuishenxian right across from Zuixianlou. Since then, fewer and fewer customers have patronized Zuixianlou, and in recent months we haven't had a single customer."
No wonder the accounts were completely blank for several months.
The waiters haven't been paid for months either.
Feng Qingcheng was terrified that they would put up banners demanding their wages.
Fortunately, they don't seem to have that intention.
It seems they've been suppressed by Manager Feng.
This guy is pretty loyal.
"I see there are a few bills that were left on credit by those young masters who used to come here to eat. So many years have passed, and they still haven't paid them back?"
Manager Feng said angrily, "They take advantage of being the prince's good friends and brothers to frequently extend credit. Our people have gone to urge them several times, but what do they say? They even said that the prince himself should go and collect the debt. What kind of person is our prince? Would he go?"
What kind of fake friends has Long Moyuan made?
Feng Qingcheng wanted to cover her face.
"Afu, you and your companions deliver bills to these young masters and give them one hour to pay their debts. Otherwise, I will beat drums and gongs and put up banners to tell the world that they owe money and refuse to pay."
Afu was shocked. "Your Highness, you wouldn't do something so shameful, would you?"
"Shameful? Shouldn't they be the ones who are ashamed?"
"Can……"
"I've become a cripple, and everyone laughs at me. I don't care about reputation anymore. As for those young masters, heh heh, don't they care about their reputation too?"
"No, Your Highness..."
Dan Yue and the others were almost in tears.
"Do as I say right now, or the Prince An's mansion will be starving today. Do you think saving face is more important than starving to death?"
Compared to the other two, saving face seems insignificant.
"Your Highness, we've wronged you." Dan Yue and the others had tears in their eyes.
"Go quickly and return quickly."
Just as Afu and the others went to deliver the message, Feng Qingcheng gave several Qiankun bags to Manager Feng.
"Your Highness, what is this?" Manager Feng asked, puzzled.
Feng Qingcheng explained casually, "It's a mid-level magical beast. Cook it, and it'll attract all the guests later."
"What?" Shopkeeper Feng was shocked. He used his spiritual power to open the Qiankun bag and indeed saw several mid-level magical beasts.
"This...this..."
How could these things possibly be sold? The only ones in the family who can afford to eat mid-level magical beasts are the elites.
"The Prince's mansion has plenty of these things, Manager Feng, feel free to cook them. As for the price, I'll decide!"
She refused to believe that these crazy guys would leave mid-level magical beast meat uneaten!
Manager Feng was skeptical, but he did as instructed anyway.
Feng Qingcheng gave Manager Feng a Qiankun bag, saying, "This bag is full of seasonings."
Shopkeeper Feng was overjoyed, "Thank you, Your Highness."
Feng Qingcheng joined the others in cooking.
This made Manager Feng look at her with new respect.
It seems that the princess has honed her temperament quite well over the past six months.
Cooking is a breeze for me.
It seems she's done this quite often.
Manager Feng sighed. What have become of those who used to stand at the top of the tower?
Seeing that there were many ingredients in the kitchen, Feng Qingcheng thought of modern cuisine and taught everyone how to make some exquisite desserts based on her memory.
The chefs had never seen such exquisite desserts before, and they grew to like the princess even more.
Feng Qingcheng also taught them how to plate food, turning a few coins' worth of snacks into something that looked like a luxury item.
Phoenix City Price: Ten taels of silver.
Everyone was so frightened that their legs went weak.
The princess really knows how to ask for prices; will anyone actually buy it?
Finally, seeing that everything was almost ready, Feng Qingcheng called over a clever waiter. After giving him some instructions, the waiter excitedly took a gong and went outside to beat the drum.
"Fellow villagers passing by, today Zuixianlou has hunted several mid-level magical beasts. Princess An has personally prepared some Chinese herbs as seasonings, which will help you advance in your cultivation! The price is not high, one bowl of meat costs one hundred taels. One hundred taels can buy you an opportunity to advance in your cultivation. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go!"
The waiter's gong and drum sounds naturally attracted many customers.
Even the guys who were eating at Zui Shen Xian all came out to see what was going on.
"Really?"
"A mid-level magical beast? Is that even possible?"
"That's right, Drunken Immortal is a big customer who only occasionally gets to eat low-level magical beasts."
"Is Zuixianlou just bragging? They even brought up the princess."
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