Youqing took Chengying shopping.
"The capital is still more prosperous than Yunnan."
Even though Yunnan has developed well in the past two years, it still can't compare to Beijing.
"His Majesty governs effectively."
Chengying didn't understand Youqing's thoughts. She only knew that His Majesty would no longer set foot in the harem for Youqing's sake. Chengying hoped that she could reconcile with Kangxi, so she said some good things about Kangxi.
Youqing didn't say anything and continued browsing.
People come and go on the streets, the sounds of vendors hawking their wares, shouting, and bargaining fill the air with the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.
The two visited many shops together, focusing on rouge shops. Yunnan has large flower fields, and the skincare products that can be made there are more than they can use. Youqing felt that this area should be further developed.
I bought a lot of rouge, and Youqing even tried it herself, but the effect was just so-so.
Thinking this through, Youqing decided to go to the child dealership to see if she could buy a suitable shop. Even if she couldn't buy one for the time being, she would ask the people in the child dealership to keep an eye out for her.
Good shops are hard to find, especially in the capital city.
The children's market is full of all kinds of people. As soon as I entered, I saw a child's mother coming over.
"Young master, please come in."
Youqing was well-dressed and had a graceful demeanor; the old woman could tell she was a big customer.
"Are there any good storefronts?"
"We certainly have good shops available, but we don't know what kind of location you prefer, young master."
Even good shops vary in quality.
"Ideally, it should be near a silk shop."
The target customer group for the products she sells is women, so the area near the silk shop is naturally the best location.
Upon hearing this, the old woman was somewhat troubled. Those who could afford to open a silk shop in the capital were not ordinary merchants; their locations were all top-notch. Even the best locations were in short supply, and once a shop opened, it would be reserved immediately, so it was impossible to keep it.
"Young master, I'm really sorry, but the shops near this silk shop are in high demand. Why don't you leave me your address, and I'll let you know when there are any available?"
Youqing agreed; she hadn't originally planned to buy a suitable shop in one go.
After leaving the store, Youqing took Chengying to a restaurant for lunch.
Chengying had never left the palace before and didn't know which restaurants were good. However, Youqing had seen a lot about the commercial landscape of the capital these past few days and knew some restaurants with good reputations. They went to the one closest to them.
"Would you prefer a private room or the main hall, gentlemen?"
"Let's have a private room!"
"Alright, gentlemen, please go upstairs. I'll take you up."
The restaurant was quite large and very popular, with many people coming and going in the lobby.
We were forced to stop before we even got to the second floor.
"Can't you see where you're going? Are you blind?"
The person who said this was a young master in his early teens, and his tone was quite arrogant.
"Young master, please calm down, calm down, I'll take you upstairs." The waiter often encountered this situation: people who were drunk and acting out.
"Calm down. You dare to mess with me, Shumulu Fangji, and expect me to calm down? Don't you know who you are?"
"Such arrogance! Who are you, Shumulu Fangji? I've never heard of you before."
The other party also seemed to be someone with confidence.
At this moment, Shumulu Fangji continued to speak, his tone still extremely arrogant: "I am Consort Shu's own brother, do you know that?"
Consort Shu?
"Is this talking about her?" Youqing was a little confused.
She looked at Chengying, who was also somewhat bewildered. As a former bodyguard, Sangzhu knew more about Youqing's family background than Chengying did, but only more. She only knew that Youqing's stepmother had children, but Chengying didn't know their exact age.
Could that person be the son of Youqing's stepmother?
“Master, perhaps it’s your stepmother’s child,” Cheng Ying whispered.
Upon hearing Cheng Ying's words, You Qing suddenly remembered that the original owner of this body had a troublesome father and stepmother, as well as the "younger brother" in front of her who was probably born to the stepmother.
Shumulu Fangji used to bully the original owner quite a bit, but now that she's grown up, she's changed a lot compared to how she remembered her, and she didn't recognize her at first.
He really has the nerve to use a dead man as leverage and act so arrogantly.
The person who had a conflict with Shumulu Fangji was probably someone of great importance. Hearing this, he sneered and said disdainfully, "Consort Shu has been dead for who knows how many years. Even if your own father came, so what? Guards, this man is annoying to look at. Drag him out and give him a beating."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's attendants dragged Shumulu Fangji out of the restaurant. Shumulu Fangji was already quite drunk and had no attendants with him. He was taken out like this, shouting and cursing loudly, but it was all in vain.
This farce ended abruptly, with a promising start but a disappointing finish.
Once upstairs, Youqing asked, "Has His Majesty shown any favor to the Shumulu family in the past few years?"
Cheng Ying shook her head: "I haven't heard of this servant, so I suppose there isn't one."
Otherwise, Shumulu Fangji wouldn't have been dragged out so easily, and no one would have stopped him.
"That's actually quite good."
As far as You Qing was concerned, her original family wasn't very good.
The father was foolish, the stepmother was cruel, and the younger siblings were vicious.
"Let's not talk about that anymore, let's eat something! You must be tired today."
"I am not tired."
After eating, the two visited several shops in the afternoon, including silk shops, clothing shops, and antique shops.
During this time, I also went into a shop that sold imported goods.
Speaking of imported goods, this was the first time Youqing had seen them since arriving in the Qing Dynasty. The things sold there were all rare items by today's standards. Looking at the prices, Youqing wondered if she was making too little money by opening a shop selling skincare products.
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