Chapter 109 We Make Our Own Money

In the main hall.

Yang Silang came here specially wearing a new set of clothes.

The base is made of cloud blue Shu brocade, and flying crane patterns are embroidered with gold thread.

He was born with a handsome face, but now he looked a little nervous. He held a teacup in his hand, but his eyes kept looking towards the door.

The servant beside him whispered, "Fourth Young Master, don't be nervous."

"Is it obvious?" Yang Silang was stunned, then took a deep breath.

The servant added, "This Miss Chen is divorced. She has a different temperament from ordinary girls. She must be calm and steady. You have to be calmer than her!"

Yang Silang felt that this made sense, and soon the expression on his handsome face became normal again.

The curtain at the door moved, and the shadows of flowers flew diagonally, revealing a full and flawless face of a beauty.

Chen Qingyin was dressed decently and elegantly, with a gentle yet cool temperament.

She led Hu Mianmian in, and Yang Silang immediately stood up. He bowed and said, "Miss Chen, we are sorry for disturbing you by coming here so unexpectedly."

Chen Qingyin returned the greeting, and Hu Mianmian beside her blinked her big eyes and called out obediently, "Hello, Uncle Yang."

Chen Qingyin smiled gently and said, "Fourth Young Master, there is no need to say that. We are all neighbors in the future and we should help each other more."

Yang Silang smiled and said, "That's right, that's right."

He took out a brocade box from his sleeve, bent down and handed it to Hu Mianmian.

"My dear benefactor, this is a gift our whole family prepared to thank you."

Hu Mianmian blinked her delicate eyelashes twice and did not take it: "Thank you, uncle, but mother said that I can't just take other people's things."

Yang Silang's hand holding the brocade box froze in mid-air, not knowing whether to take it or not.

Chen Qingyin smiled and said, "Fourth Young Master, please take it back. It's just a piece of cake for Mianmian to save people. There's no need to thank her with a heavy gift."

Only then did Yang Silang ask the servant to take the brocade box back.

"That's fine. This lunchbox is the fate that brought our two families together. If Miss Chen and my little benefactor need any help from us in the future, just come to me... us."

Chen Qingyin held Hu Mianmian and sat down opposite her, then asked, "I just don't know why the Fourth Young Master came this time?"

Yang Silang nodded, and the servant beside him immediately opened another brocade box.

There were several bundles of silver bills inside.

"This is..." Chen Qingyin was stunned.

Yang Silang explained: "I went to the shop yesterday to inspect and heard the shopkeeper say that someone was causing trouble. After asking carefully, I found out that Miss Chen was being embarrassed."

"Coincidentally, we own that gold shop. You saved my father and have done a great favor to our whole family. If Miss Chen buys gold from us, she doesn't have to pay any money. Just take whatever you like."

"So, I'm going to return these banknotes to you. I've also told the shop assistants and the shopkeeper that no matter if Miss Chen or my benefactor goes there in the future, they won't charge any money. Just treat it as your own shop."

Chen Qingyin opened her eyes wide.

"This... this is inappropriate, Fourth Young Master, you are too polite. It is really not necessary. We still need to distinguish clearly between business and trade."

No matter what Yang Silang said, Chen Qingyin refused to ask for the money back.

He could only chuckle helplessly: "Well, if Miss Chen needs our help in the future, just come to Yang Mansion to find us."

Chen Qingyin nodded politely: "Of course, I'll take the Fourth Young Master to the door."

She had no intention of keeping him for tea, and Yang Silang couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

But there were not many opportunities to talk to Chen Qingyin, so he turned around and smiled peacefully, and left with Chen Qingyin talking and laughing.

Feng Wu and another guard lay on the edge of a nearby wall, watching Chen Qingyin and Hu Mianmian send Yang Silang away.

The guard was puzzled: "Should we tell the Lord?"

Feng Wu: "Tell what?"

"This Yang Silang obviously has different thoughts about Miss Chen."

Feng Wu was silent. It was not like he couldn't see it, but how should he say it?
"How should I tell the master? Should I tell him that Miss Chen treats him with the same modesty, courtesy and distance as she treats all other men?"

The guard followed helplessly, and Feng Wu sighed: "Let's not talk about it. Our master is not a man who can't stand the slightest disturbance."

After Yang Silang left, Hu Mianmian continued to look for Youyou at home.

Unexpectedly, I heard Chen Qingyin talking to Linlang. "Go and check all the money in the current account with the housekeeper. Don't save on anything related to Mianmian. For other things, save as much as possible."

Linlang nodded: "I understand, Miss."

Hu Mianmian then blinked her watery eyes, a doubt rising in her mind.

So they have no money to spend?
That’s right. My mother had no other income except the farm and shop, and the previous dowry had caused Hu Yunshen’s family to spend a lot of money.

Moreover, Chen Qingyin is so strong-willed that even if she is not doing well, she will not ask her parents for help.

Hu Mianmian rolled her watery eyes.

In that case, she will come to help make money to support the family!
The next day, Hu Mianmian used the excuse of going out to play, and Chen Qingyin asked Linlang to accompany her.

The little guy ran straight to the street, stood at the corner, and looked at the shop not far away.

Linlang was puzzled: "Miss, what do you want to buy?"

Hu Mianmian pointed to the fortune-telling shop over there and said, "Linlang, do you think their business is doing well?"

Linlang took a look and saw that the name of the fortune-telling shop was "Tianzhi Pavilion", which she had also heard of.

"I heard it's quite effective. The fortune teller in the shop is an old Taoist priest from Longyun Temple. Nine out of ten of his predictions are accurate, but those who can ask him for a fortune are all high-ranking officials. Just a talisman costs three hundred taels, not to mention the other rituals."

Hu Mianmian seemed to be thinking about something.

She pinched her chin with her small hand: "Open a shop, well, we can't afford it yet, how about I set up a stall to meet all requests?"

"You can grant any wish?" Linlang was surprised and raised her voice, "Young lady, when did you learn how to tell fortunes?"

Hu Mianmian waved her hands: "I don't tell fortunes. I just help everyone who comes to me for help to realize their wishes."

As a fox, he is born with the ability to bewitch people.

If you endow an object with such spiritual power and have people wear it often, your wishes will come true.

Linlang hurriedly shook her head: "Young lady, please stop teasing me. If someone reports this to the government, I will be arrested and imprisoned for fraud!"

Hu Mianmian could tell that Linlang didn't believe it.

She put her hands on her waist and puffed up her cheeks: "Don't disbelieve me, I'll show you!"

The little guy took out a stick of incense from his sleeve.

Linlang was surprised: "Where did it come from?"

Hu Mianmian smiled and said, "The housekeeper burns incense to the God of Wealth in the house every day. I secretly took a few sticks."

She held up a stick of incense, stood on tiptoe, and brought it to Linlang.

"Linlang, make a simple wish now and say it to Xiang."

Linlang hesitated.

She didn't want to play this childish trick with the little lady, but when she saw Hu Mianmian's serious face, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Then she looked up at the clear sky and said casually, "Then...then I want it to rain for a while."

Hu Mianmian nodded: "Simple!"

She concentrated her mind and blew gently towards the incense.

An invisible golden mist enveloped the incense.

Linlang saw that suddenly a fire came out of the incense and emitted a faint white smoke.

She was stunned.

"Where did you learn this trick, young lady?"

"It's not a trick, just watch."

The incense had just burned halfway when the sky was suddenly covered with thick clouds.

A loud thunder struck overhead, and a crackling sound suddenly rang out.

It's raining heavily.

Linlang was frightened and looked at Hu Mianmian suddenly.

"Young lady! What the hell is going on here?!"