After being read, the abstinent prince bullies others with his wife every day

Chapter 127 All Smashed

“Although Lord Gu is the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, his life is not very easy. He spends most of the salary from the court every month on treating Madam Gu.

I heard that the Gu family used to have some status in the capital, and Lord Gu was once a young master. But later for some unknown reason, Mr. Gu suddenly passed away. After his death, the Gu family fell into poverty, and Lord Gu returned to the countryside with Old Madam Gu.

Perhaps because of the hard work of raising her son alone, Madam Gu has not been in good health and is now bedridden. She spends a lot of money on medicine every month."

Lin Shuning nodded thoughtfully. No wonder Gu Wenwen and his servants were dressed so simply.

If he wasn't afraid of tarnishing the reputation of the Dali Temple, I'm afraid Gu Wen would not have hired any servants other than Tu Dou.

Her palm, which had just taken the silver, felt slightly hot.

"If you see Mr. Gu coming to buy medicine in the future, sell it to him at a lower price," Lin Shuning pondered for a moment, and added, "This seems a bit inappropriate. It is better to lower the prices of the medicines he often buys. This will also be fair to other customers."

"Miss, why are you so concerned about Mr. Gu?" Lian'er asked jokingly.

"Don't talk nonsense. Lord Gu is a good official. Just help him," Lin Shuning said righteously, pulling Lian'er with him. "Hurry up. If you go back too slowly and run into Lin Cheng and the others, it will be bad luck."

When Lian'er heard this, she quickly quickened her pace.

After returning to the Shangshu Mansion, Lin Shuning fell on the bed exhausted and didn't want to move at all.

Her schedule today was extremely busy. She looked for a pharmacy during the day and treated Gu Wen's injuries at night. It could be said that she had been drained of every drop of energy she had.

At this moment, Xiao Bai's voice sounded in my mind: "Host, I have good news and bad news to tell you, which one do you want to hear?"

Lin Shuning was so sleepy that she buried her head in the quilt and murmured incoherently: "I don't want to hear anything now. We can talk about everything after I wake up tomorrow morning..."

"Humph!" Xiao Bai's angry voice sounded again: "Even if you want to hear it tomorrow, I won't tell you!"

The only answer he got was Lin Shuning's steady and slow breathing.

Xiaobai floated out from the space, looked at her quietly, touched her forehead gently after a while, and after making sure that she was just too tired and not sick, he breathed a sigh of relief and went back into the space.

……

Every autumn rain brings a chill. After yesterday's heavy rain, the temperature dropped suddenly, as if winter had arrived overnight. Even the breath was filled with white mist.

Lian'er brought a charcoal brazier early in the morning and lit it in the house, and the temperature was raised.

Lin Shuning wrapped himself in the quilt, leaving only his head exposed: "Lian'er, what are we going to eat this morning?"

"ravioli."

Lian'er took out a bowl of steaming wontons from the food box and placed it on the table. Lin Shuning grabbed the cloak and put it on his shoulders. He walked a few steps to the table and took a deep sniff: "What a nice smell!"

The style of these wontons is different from the modern ones. They are very big and look more like dumplings. Each one is round and plump and soaked in wonton soup. Coriander, chopped green onion, dried shrimp and chives are sprinkled on the soup. The smell alone is enough to make your nose go crazy.

Lin Shuning sat on the stool, scooped up one with a spoon and took a bite. Feeling the juicy feeling between her lips and teeth, her eyes were startled and she nodded repeatedly: "Delicious, delicious!"

Lian Er smiled with satisfaction: "If you like it, eat more, Miss. There is more in the kitchen after you finish eating."

Lin Shuning finished the whole bowl of wontons in one breath and burped: "Lian'er, do you know that there is a kind of food that is very similar to wontons, called dumplings?"

"Dumplings?" Lian'er shook her head: "I haven't heard of it. Miss, have you eaten it?"

Lin Shuning nodded: "Not only have I eaten it, I have also learned it. I will teach you when I have time."

Lian'er's hobby since childhood has been to study food. When she heard this, she quickly responded happily: "Lian'er, thank you, Miss."

"Then give me another bowl!"

Lin Shuning licked his lips with satisfaction. He had to admit that Lian'er's cooking skills were getting better and better. It seemed like it was time to put the restaurant on the agenda.

With skills like Lian'er's, there will be no shortage of customers.

Lin Shuning ate three full bowls and stopped only when she was so full that she couldn't even walk. The taste of the wontons was so similar to modern dumplings that she couldn't help but eat some more.

After lying in bed until noon and feeling a little less full, Lin Shuning took out the silver from the space and ordered Lian'er to send someone to exchange it for silver notes so that she could trade with the man running the shop in the evening.

After Lian'er was brought back, it was almost time for the transaction.

Lin Shuning and Lian'er still "dressed up carefully", and after making sure that no one could recognize them by their current appearance, they left the house and came to the slave market.

The man put his hands into his sleeves to keep warm and paced lightly on the spot. He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and there was even frost on his eyelashes.

When he saw a carriage slowly stop in front of him and two ragged female beggars got out of it, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he suspected that he had seen it wrong.

But the voice in his ear told him clearly that he was not mistaken. The two people in front of him were the wealthy women who had generously bought his shop at a sky-high price.

"Is everything ready?"

The man came to his senses and quickly took out the document from his arms: "It's ready, it's right here, please take a look."

Lin Shuning took the document and walked inside while flipping through it: "It's too cold outside, let's go inside and talk."

The man followed her respectfully.

After Lin Shuning checked and confirmed everything was correct, he signed and sealed it, and the man did the same. Once both of their seals appeared on the document, the sale of the shop was finally settled.

The man walked away with the silver bill in his pocket, full of joy.

Lin Shuning frowned and scanned the room. She seemed to have an idea. She looked at Lian'er and said, "Send someone to smash everything in the room. Don't leave anything. As for how the room should be renovated later, I will draw a picture for them. Tell them not to worry."

"Yes, Miss." Lian'er agreed and quickly did it.

After the architect arrived, Lin Shuning gave a few instructions and then returned to the Shangshu Mansion. He locked himself in the house and spent a day and a night drawing the interior design.

It was not until he handed the drawings to Lian'er and asked her to pass them on to the construction team that Lin Shuning was finally able to take a break and breathe a sigh of relief.

She was lying on her back on the bed, and seemed to remember something. She asked quickly, "Xiaobai, didn't you say last night that you had good news and bad news to tell me? What is it?"

Xiao Bai snorted twice: "Don't you want to listen? Now I don't want to talk anymore!"

"Hey, Xiaobai," Lin Shuning begged in a scoundrelly manner, "I was too tired at that time. Now I am working so hard to make money, isn't it to upgrade the space as soon as possible, don't you think?"

Xiao Bai snorted arrogantly and said, "Do you want to hear the good news first or the bad news first?"