Chapter 12: Miss Yusha Returns [1/2 Pages]

Nan Qiao continued, "If it weren't for you, could their small workshop have developed to its current scale? Could they have moved from a third-tier city to a first-tier city? Would Bai Zhenhai be able to become the richest man on the outskirts of Jing City? It's all because of your silent efforts behind the scenes! Otherwise, with his business acumen, he would be lucky not to bankrupt his family! Still the richest man?!"

"Just because he doesn't have the talent for business, he causes trouble for you every other day, forcing you to clean up after him! Otherwise, with your abilities, you would be the richest person! What does he have going for him? It's a pity that over the years, you haven't left anything for yourself..."

"What's the big deal?" Ou Yan's tone was somewhat lazy, as if indifferent. "Money, as long as you want to make it, you can have it in minutes."

"I'm just lamenting for you! From childhood to adulthood, they abandoned you to be raised by the old lady. The number of times you've returned home can be counted on one hand!"

"Later, they found Bai Muyao and kicked you out again."

"Their conscience has been eaten by dogs!"

"Okay, let's not talk about them anymore. Keep an eye on Ischaemum for me. One plant is not enough." Ou Yan interrupted the topic. "Pay more attention to the recent auctions and notify me of any news."

"Don't worry."

After exchanging a few more words, they hung up the phone.

At that moment, Ou Yan's phone vibrated a few times. She opened it and saw a message from one of her subordinates.

[Big Boss! Bold!]

[A super tycoon ordered a hundred pieces of clothing, a hundred bags, and a hundred pairs of shoes for his daughter, and he demanded them today.]

[I've sent all the limited edition items from the warehouse to him! The inventory is now empty!]

[When will you draw some sketches for me again? Urgent! Urgent! Urgent! Important matters are repeated three times but still not enough!]

Ou Yan's slender fingers lightly tapped the screen, quickly replying: [In the next few days.]

[OK, I'll wait for your message~ I'm on my way to the tycoon's house now. I'll see what his daughter looks like in a moment. Hopefully, she's not too ugly to ruin your clothes...]

Ou Yan was somewhat surprised: [You're personally delivering them?]

[For such a big order, the service must be attentive! Don't you agree?]

Putting down her phone, Ou Yan was puzzled. What kind of family orders so many clothes, shoes, and bags all at once? Are they opening a store?

At that moment, a luxurious RV stopped at the villa gate.

The chief steward immediately stepped forward, respectfully opening the car door and bowing, "Miss Yusha, you're finally back for summer vacation? With you here, this home will be filled with even more joy and laughter."

Li Yusha stepped out of the car, her skin fair as snow, her figure slender and beautiful. Her bangs were clipped behind her head, revealing a beautiful forehead, and her clear eyes exuded confidence.

Several servants began to carry her luggage into the house, while the chief steward followed her respectfully.

"Miss Yusha has been busy with the college entrance examination recently, so I didn't dare to disturb her. Now that the college entrance examination is over, Miss Yusha has also traveled abroad with her friends for a while and has finally returned. I finally have the opportunity to talk to Miss Yusha..." The chief steward spoke in a lowered voice.

"What's the matter?" Li Yusha's features were ordinary from childhood, but she was raised in luxury, exuding the air of a rich young lady, with a hint of pride and nobility in her voice.

She was wearing a fluffy dress today, with layered skirts that complemented her beauty and elegance. With branded handbags and jewelry, she looked like a highland flower nurtured by countless money and skincare products.

"It's just that..." The chief steward hadn't finished speaking when Li Yusha noticed about ten outsiders in the garden. They were hanging numerous beautiful clothes and bags on countless display racks, and they were about to bring them into the house.

Chapter 12: Miss Yusha Returns [2/2]

Several servants were inflating balloons in the garden, hanging star lights on trees, and even Zhang Mama was helping and directing beside them.

Zhang Mama could be said to be Miss Yusha's "exclusive servant."

Since childhood, she had accompanied Li Yusha, and after Song Qiaoying gave birth to five sons, there was no breast milk and she lacked energy.

After Li Yusha was born, Zhang Mama fed her milk powder, put her to sleep, and stayed by her side. In this family, Zhang Mama had only one thing to do: to serve Miss Yusha well.

So Zhang Mama's status was slightly higher than other servants, and their relationship was as close as mother and daughter.

When Li Yusha saw her, she also smiled brightly, "Zhang Mama!"

"Miss Yusha is back?" Zhang Mama saw the girl, her smile undiminished, and hurried over, "Finally, I see you! You child, you didn’t listen when I told you not to stay at school. Look, just after a month, how much weight you've lost!"

"Zhang Mama, have you also lost weight? Are you thinking of becoming slim like me?"

"You child!" Zhang Mama burst into laughter, amused by her, then looked at her again, "Not bad, you've lost some weight, and you've become even more beautiful!"

Li Yusha smiled sweetly, looking at the busy people, "Is this the surprise my parents prepared for me?"

They wanted to reward her for being busy with the college entrance examination recently?

Or did they feel that after she finished the exam, she had become a young adult and wanted to hold a coming-of-age ceremony for her?

Or did they congratulate her for being admitted to Jing University?

In any case, such a scene made her happy, as no girl would dislike beautiful clothes, shoes, and bags, especially when so many limited editions were suddenly prepared, and the scene was arranged like this.

Sure enough, her parents doted on her the most!

Although she had five older brothers, her parents' level of attention to her was no less than that of her brothers.

At this point, Zhang Mama looked somewhat embarrassed.

"I'll go take a look." Yusha's tone still carried joy.

But Zhang Mama hurriedly called out, "Miss Yusha, those things... aren't prepared for you."

As she said this, she glanced at the head butler. Both of them didn't want to hurt the feelings of the girl who had grown up in a honey pot.

But Zhang Mama, with a more privileged position and more authority to speak, could do it.

"Zhang Mama, I understand. You certainly didn't expect me to fly back early on my friend's plane. I know you haven't finished setting up the scene... It's okay, I'll pretend not to know, you guys continue to be busy, I haven't seen anything." Yusha said with joy.

"Miss Yusha..."

Li Yusha happily stepped into the house.

With only her as the girl in this family, weren't these things prepared for her? Could they be prepared for her brothers?

Her parents must want to give her a surprise. The servants didn’t dare to admit it, wasn't that normal?

Li Yusha walked into the main hall, where dozens of display racks were neatly arranged. Each dress, each bag, seemed to be tailored for her...

Li Yusha wandered among the display racks, feeling the happiness spreading in her heart.

Zhang Mama wanted to explain, but seeing Li Yusha's happy expression, she ultimately couldn't bear to break her fantasy.

In the room, Ou Yan had just finished dealing with things and was about to take a rest when the door was knocked.

Chapter 11: Grandma Bai's Life was Extended by You [1/2]

"Yan Yan, here are some floral tea, fruits, and snacks. Feel free to take whatever you like. Don't be restrained in your own home!" Li Yuanfu indulged.

Ou Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea.

Ordinary Dahongpao didn't have such a taste and aroma, unless it came from the ancient trees over three hundred years old on Wuyi Mountain.

In the Qing Dynasty, rare tea varieties like this were only enjoyed by the emperor.

At a recent auction, a mother tree Dahongpao like this fetched ten thousand per gram.

She took another sip, the pure tea fragrance lingering between her lips and teeth, with endless aftertaste, it was excellent tea.

"Yan Yan, have some snacks..." Song Qiaoying pushed the snacks in front of Ou Yan, her emotions mixed, "Back then, Mom didn't intentionally lose you."

"I know." Facing her mother's sadness, Ou Yan softened a bit. Who would intentionally lose their child?

"How did you find me?"

"A while ago, the Bai family issued a missing person notice, mentioning what happened back then. I happened to see it and felt uneasy for several days, even had nightmares, so I asked your dad to look into it."

"Through the investigation, we found out that you are our biological daughter, and the daughter we raised for eighteen years is not our biological daughter..."

As sadness overwhelmed her, Song Qiaoying shed tears. "I'm sorry, it was wrong of Mom and Dad to let you end up in someone else's home."

Li Yuanfu, feeling guilty, added, "I was too confused back then, and brought Yusha home without investigating properly. This time, we also investigated her origins. Her birth mother died in that fire, and her father's whereabouts are unknown. After raising her for eighteen years, it's not easy to drive her out of the house... So we want to discuss with you, let her stay in this family. From now on, you're the elder sister, and she's the younger sister, alright?"

After raising her for eighteen years, even raising a dog would create an emotional bond, let alone Li Yusha, who excelled in every aspect!

Ou Yan understood their intention, her expression plain. "Your decision is fine with me."

Song Qiaoying breathed a sigh of relief; her daughter was truly kind!

"Then, Mom will take you upstairs for a tour?"

Passing by the second-floor piano room, Song Qiaoying casually asked, "My dear daughter, do you have any hobbies or interests?"

"Yes." Ou Yan casually replied with two words: "Making money."

Li Yuanfu's mouth twitched, "Hahaha... like father, like daughter. I used to love making money when I was young! I didn't expect our interests to be the same!"

"Nonsense!" Song Qiaoying didn't mince words, "When you were young, you clearly loved chasing after girls!"

Li Yuanfu's expression froze; his survival instinct kicked in, "Back then, there was only one girl that made my heart race... Chasing after you was more important than making money..."

"..." Ou Yan looked away, inadvertently glancing out the window, and noticed there was a helipad in the house, not many, just three planes parked there.

Among them was a Boeing 747sp, a global limited edition, worth 1.4 billion RMB, exactly the same as the plane owned by the Emir of Qatar.

"Yan Yan, this is your room, do you like it?" Song Qiaoying opened the door, expecting her daughter's praise.

A vast expanse of pink greeted her...

Whether it was the curtains, bed, wardrobe, or desk, everything was pink.

Ou Yan:...

"Your mom said girls like pink, so she specially decorated a princess room for you!" Li Yuanfu exaggeratedly breathed in the air of the bedroom, "Can't you feel that the air is sweet?"

Ou Yan:...

Chapter 11: You Continued Mrs. Bai's Life [2/2]

"It's okay if you don't like it... Your mom has decorated several other rooms for you!" Li Yuanfu took her to visit several adjacent rooms, including Mediterranean style, European noble style, and modern minimalist style...

Because they weren't sure about Ou Yan's preferred style, Song Qiaoying decided to decorate each room differently.

"I'll take this one." Ou Yan chose the simplest room.

"Then rest well for a bit. Mom and Dad have more surprises for you!" Song Qiaoying held Ou Yan's hand. "In a while, when Auntie calls you upstairs, you'll come down, okay?"

The first gift given to the daughter was a bit nervous.

Ou Yan understood her mother's feelings, nodded, and showed compliance.

After unpacking her luggage in the room, Ou Yan took out her phone and sent a WeChat message.

"Do you still have Yixincao?"

The other party quickly called. It was a soft and cute voice. "Yan Yan, are you making Yixin pills again? Did you find a business opportunity with the recent skyrocketing prices of Yixin pills on the black market?"

Ou Yan heard her clear laughter and lightly curled her lips. "That's one aspect."

"The other aspect is Mrs. Bai's condition, right?"

The girl speaking was Nan Qiao, Ou Yan's good friend and partner, who knew her very well.

"Making a Yixin pill can sell for ten million. Making more could save Mrs. Bai. What a good thing, but I only have one plant left."

Yixincao is remarkably effective in treating heart conditions, but it's outrageously expensive.

The high price is one thing, but the main issue is its rarity, with only a few plants appearing at auctions each time.

The one remaining in Nan Qiao's hands was bought at a high price from someone else.

Others might buy Yixincao to research its components, without understanding its true value or how to turn it into a product and maximize its effects.

But Ou Yan was different.

She could combine it with other herbs to make Yixin pills.

Such a small pill was the only lifesaver for those heart patients condemned by doctors!

It's in high demand as soon as it appears.

In Nan Qiao's mind, only in Ou Yan's hands could Yixincao unleash its maximum value, not be wasted.

"Do you need it urgently? Shall I bring it over now?"

"No need. I'll come to you in a few days. The place I'm staying now is closer to your house." Ou Yan briefly mentioned her recognition of her ancestry.

"What? You're not Bai Zhenhai's biological daughter? How could such a melodramatic thing happen to you..." Nan Qiao, who hadn't been in contact for a few days, couldn't believe the changes in the world. "Since the Bai family treated you like this, why do you still want to save Mrs. Bai?"

Ou Yan replied calmly, "She has been kind to me."

From childhood to adulthood, while Bai Zhenhai and Xu Aiqin were busy with their careers, it was Mrs. Bai who raised her single-handedly.

Mrs. Bai was now critically ill, and she couldn't ignore it.

"Mrs. Bai's life is still in your hands! Bai Zhenhai still thinks that with a few measly dollars, he can keep Mrs. Bai alive for so many years in a VIP ward with a nurse hired in the hospital! If you hadn't pulled Mrs. Bai back from the brink of death several times... where would he be now?"

Ou Yan's eyes deepened, but she remained silent.

Chapter 10: Became the Top-tier Heiress [1/2]

"Are you left-handed or right-handed? Do you usually hold the knife with your left hand or your right hand during surgery?"

He was genuinely curious.

"Both of my hands are fine."

"Are you... are you really human?"

At this moment, an old man hurried over, shouting, "Make way, make way! Hey, Xiaoyan, what are you doing here?"

Ou Yan's eyes were clear and bright. Seeing the newcomer, she was a bit surprised. "Grandpa Tang?"

"Xiaoyan, did Sizai invite you here to assist in Mr. Si's surgery? I wonder if I have the honor to assist you?"

"I'm done."

"What? Done?"

He had rushed all the way here due to traffic, almost out of breath, only to find out that the surgery was already done!

"You, did you do it alone?" Tang Changhai hadn't caught his breath yet, panting as he asked.

"And him."

Tang Changhai looked over at the person standing beside her and was suddenly stunned. "You little brat, what are you doing here?"

"Grandpa..." Tang Yiyang answered helplessly, "This is where I work."

Sure enough, Grandpa had forgotten again...

However, the usually eccentric and arrogant Grandpa surprisingly had a gentle tone in front of a young girl, even with a hint of pleasing!

Tang Yiyang was truly shocked!

Who exactly was this Ou Yan?

To earn such admiration from his grandpa, besides exceptional medical skills, what other identity did she have?

"You, little guy, being able to assist Xiaoyan as her assistant is a blessing you've accumulated over ten lifetimes!"

An assistant... a blessing accumulated over ten lifetimes??

Did his grandpa have some serious illness in his head?

Although the little girl's medical skills were superb, it wasn't to this exaggerated extent.

"Make sure you take care of Mrs. Bai in Room 301. Are you attentive?" Tang Changhai asked casually.

"I check on her every day..."

"Every day?!" Tang Changhai interrupted him before he could finish, "From now on, three times a day, at fixed times, you must go check!"

"Grandpa, I'm very busy..."

It wasn't possible to revolve around Mrs. Bai 24/7!

"I told you to be attentive, but you obviously aren't! Xiaoyan, wait here, I'll discipline him first!" Tang Changhai was straightforward, raising his hand to hit his shoulder. "You little brat, you've toughened up from not seeing me for so long, huh..."

"Grandpa, this is a hospital, it's not allowed to be noisy..."

"You little brat, you're running away, thinking I can't catch up, huh? I just ran three kilometers..."

Ten minutes later.

The prestigious Rolls-Royce entered the gate of the Bihai Villa.

Thirty-three luxurious private villas stood by the lake, supreme and unmatched.

The car drove through the spacious green avenue and stopped in front of one of the villas.

A couple had been eagerly waiting outside the gate, and when they saw Mr. Liu's car approaching... they looked at each other in surprise, obviously puzzled.

"What's going on?" Li Yuanfu asked first.

Chapter 10: Becoming the Top-tier Heiress [2/2]

Why does the car look so beat up?

Where is his precious daughter???

Is she okay???

The appearance of the driver stunned Song Qiaoying. She couldn't believe it. "Old Liu, your eyes, your clothes... did you get into an accident on the road? Where's Yan Yan? Is she okay?"

The couple hurriedly looked into the back seat...

"Sixth Miss is fine. It was me who got rear-ended carelessly on the way..." The driver hastily opened the car door and respectfully said, "Sixth Miss, we've arrived at your home!"

Ou Yan raised her eyes and met two pairs of eyes outside the car.

Song Qiaoying was extraordinarily beautiful when she was young, even more so than the entertainment stars of that era. Now fifty years old, she exuded a gentle and dignified aura.

Seeing Ou Yan, she couldn't help but tear up. "You're Yan Yan? My precious daughter."

Ou Yan's feet touched the ground, and the next moment, she was embraced by Song Qiaoying.

"I finally found you!"

The sudden embrace made Ou Yan feel uncomfortable, but she also felt a hint of warmth.

"Let Mom take a look at you." Song Qiaoying held Ou Yan's face. The child's features were exquisite, her skin fair and tender. With tears in her eyes, Song Qiaoying asked lovingly, "Have you been well at the Bai family all these years?"

"Well."

Just one word made Song Qiaoying shed tears of relief. As long as her precious daughter wasn't mistreated, everything was fine!

"Our daughter is back, we should be happy..." Li Yuanfu spoke up, his eyes also slightly red. "Let's go inside and talk. Don't let our precious daughter stand for too long."

"Yes, Yan Yan, come in quickly..." Song Qiaoying said, handing Ou Yan's backpack to Li Yuanfu.

Li Yuanfu held the bag, devoid of any brand logos, and looked at Ou Yan's back. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. How had his daughter been living all these years? She was already a grown woman, yet why did she carry such an ordinary bag? And not even a piece of designer clothing?

With these thoughts, he slowed his pace, waiting until they were far away before taking out his phone. "Order a hundred pieces of clothing, a hundred pairs of shoes, a hundred bags for my daughter. They must be unique worldwide! They must be delivered before sunset today!"

"Yan Yan, from now on, this is your home." Song Qiaoying held Ou Yan's hand and walked into the villa gate.

The garden was filled with exotic flowers and plants, including the sleeping fire lotus worth nine million per plant and the Juliet rose worth ten million per plant, seen everywhere here.

Thirty servants stood in the middle of the garden, including butlers, drivers, gatekeepers, chefs, gardeners, maids, and bodyguards...

They all bowed in unison: "Welcome back, Sixth Miss!"

Passing through the fairy-tale garden and entering the main hall, valuable calligraphy and paintings and priceless antiques were everywhere...

Wasn't her family supposed to be poor?

Ou Yan's gaze fell on a painting. This painting, "Returning Home of the Five Kings," had fetched a sky-high price of three hundred million at a recent auction!

It was a masterpiece by the famous Yuan Dynasty horse painter Ren Renfa, and Ou Yan could tell it was authentic.

Following her gaze, Song Qiaoying seemed to have found a topic of conversation and asked happily, "Yan Yan, do you like that painting? I'll have it hung in your room?"

"No need." She was surprised by the number of treasures in her home but felt that the "Returning Home of the Five Kings" looked out of place among the modern artworks. It didn't fit in.

"You don't like it, Yan Yan? Take it away!" Li Yuanfu immediately ordered.

The steward beside him felt reluctant.

This "Returning Home of the Five Kings" originally belonged to the Qing Palace and was an extremely rare treasure. The master was going to put it away just because of this rustic Sixth Miss?

Moreover, this painting was Miss Yusha's favorite!

Ou Yan sensed the hostility in the steward's eyes, directed at her. However, she didn't care and gave her parents a suggestion, "It can be hung inside."

Her gaze fell on a tea room not far away, where several works by Ren Renfa were displayed, complementing the antique style of the tea room, exuding taste.

But the steward felt heartbroken. Such an expensive painting should be displayed for everyone to see. This rustic girl didn't understand the value of the painting!

"I also think it's good to hang it inside!" Song Qiaoying was the first to support. "My precious daughter has such good taste!"

Steward:...

 Chapter 70: The Boss Is the Best

All these twists and turns, sounding right but feeling off, the words were clear and straightforward, yet Xiao Wei's mind was a mess, unable to grasp the theory.

Even Wang Cuihua, who was always thinking about making money, was confused. She counted on her fingers while calculating in her mind.

After a long time of contemplation, she finally understood. Bai Lu's words made sense!

In her family, they had chestnut trees, and the chestnuts were directly harvested from the trees, without the need to incur additional procurement costs.

Two cents was equivalent to pure profit. Bai Lu earned only one cent, clearly making Wang Cuihua an extra cent!

Wang Cuihua immediately laughed happily, "Bai Lu, you're really good. I knew it; you, just like Big Brother Xiao Cheng, wouldn't forget to take care of us after getting rich."

Bai Lu smiled, "I'm good, you're good, everyone's good."

Xiao Wei had seen various smiles from Bai Lu, real, fake, angry, but never this one.

It felt like the expression of a pig boss counting money after selling a pig trotter. The difference was that Bai Lu wouldn't open her mouth wide; she always smiled gently, warm like sunlight.

It made people involuntarily believe in her words, believe that she was a good person always thinking about others.

Of course, Bai Lu was a good person, a really good person.

Instead of letting Wang Cuihua come to Xiao Cheng's house every now and then, causing rumors and gossip among neighbors, it was better to use a straightforward and legitimate reason, just like Aunt Wu, to come to Xiao Cheng's house for goods and block the mouths of gossipers.

"Hello, I'm good, everyone's good."

As for the net profit being split fifty-fifty, just like Aunt Wu Xiuyun, Bai Lu had her own considerations.

Xiao Zhongbiao had followed Xiao Cheng for eight or nine years, facing bloodshed and danger, licking blood off the blade, never betraying even when going solo later. Friendship and loyalty always remained.

Even if Wang Cuihua wasn't good, she was still Xiao Zhongbiao's wife, and currently not remarried. If she did something excessive, it would chill the hearts of Xiao Cheng's brothers.

In the previous life at this time, Xiao Cheng and others were still in Li Chengbin's father-in-law's trap, suffering torture.

Yet, not a single person kneeled and begged for mercy.

When Li Chengbin's father-in-law said, "Blame everything on Xiao Cheng, and you can leave," no one betrayed Xiao Cheng. Perhaps it was because of their strong will, unwilling to bow down.

Perhaps it was youthful arrogance, friendship transcending life and death.

Regardless of the future, at that time, they were true brothers bound by life and death.

Bai Lu could already predict that in the next few days, besides Wang Cuihua, there would be another person, with reasons not much different from Wang Cuihua, coming to ask for the sugar-fried chestnut recipe.

A fifty-fifty profit split was the most suitable method for resolving conflicts and making money, for both Wang Cuihua and "her."

Moreover, the sugar-fried chestnuts had gained popularity, and it was time to expand the distribution channels.

It was also time to officially enter the city through Aunt Wu Xiuyun's husband and negotiate higher prices.

The price of sugar-fried chestnuts in the small town would be controlled by Aunt Wu, Wang Cuihua, and "her."

Competition breeds motivation. Even if they didn't sell in the same town, she believed they would strive to achieve the highest sales volume and the highest profit share.

Women always loved to compare.

Selling more chestnuts than others, earning the most money here, they could proudly tell their family and relatives about their achievements. It was a matter of face.

Bai Lu's smile became more benevolent.

Wang Cuihua happily agreed to cooperate with Bai Lu, planning to set up the stall as soon as the sugar-fried chestnuts were ready.

No need to fry them; they could make money by selling them.

Wang Cuihua joyfully gave Bai Lu three large bundles of bamboo, each containing at least thirty or more stems.

Each bamboo was over two meters long, almost three meters. She had already cut and bundled them by the river.

Xiao Wei definitely couldn't carry such a large bundle.

So, when Wang Cuihua politely offered to help, Bai Lu readily agreed.

Wang Cuihua had to reluctantly smile and help with one bundle but ended up carrying three bundles for Bai Lu.

By the side of the vegetable garden, the small river had snails crawling in it. Snails were crawling upstream and downstream, starting to escape.

Bai Lu stood by the river, bending over to roll up her pants.

"You want to go into the river?" Xiao Wei frowned.

"Yeah, how else can I put the bamboo in the river to block the snails' escape route?" Bai Lu said helplessly, "If only I had exceptional martial arts skills. Those TV heroes just need to move their fingers, and they can knock down a bunch of wooden stakes. Dealing with small bamboo is even easier."

"What's TV?" Xiao Wei didn't understand and asked.

Bai Lu thought for a moment and explained in the simplest terms, "TV is like Li Shuixian's radio in the store, but it needs to be plugged in. However, TV not only has sound but also little people performing inside."

Xiao Wei seemed to understand vaguely and thought TV was better than Li Shuixian's radio. "I haven't seen a TV in town."

"Did you have a TV in your previous home before moving here?" Xiao Wei hadn't heard of it.

The original family was even poorer than Xiao Cheng's house. There had never been a TV in town, so how could there be one in her house?

Bai Lu racked her brains and finally came up with an excuse, "My parents worked in a brick factory. The factory would have a gathering during holidays, and sometimes the boss would invite the employees to a big restaurant in the city. Once, when my mom took me there, I saw it in the restaurant, and the boss said it was a TV."

Xiao Wei also had classmates whose parents worked in brick factories, and he had heard about gatherings in the city.

He hadn't heard about the TV, maybe because he wasn't there when his classmates mentioned it.

Without much thought, Xiao Wei believed Bai Lu's words and asked, "Is the hero better than Big Brother?"

Bai Lu's mind twitched slightly as she entered the comparison of power levels.

In terms of martial arts, the hero was definitely better.

In terms of guns, the boss shot a head with one shot.

Bai Lu nodded, solemnly revealing the truth, "The hero is not as good as your brother; your brother is the best!"

As soon as she finished speaking, steady and powerful footsteps came from behind.

And the low laughter of a man coming closer.

The clear wind blew, causing a chestnut leaf to fall on Bai Lu's head, making her want to find a place to hide.

But it seemed more appropriate to jump into the river in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

The cool voice instantly stopped the crazy thoughts and the pair of slender white legs that seemed eager to try.

Xiao Cheng's gaze shifted from Bai Lu's legs, returning to the bamboo beside him, and then turning to the transparent figure of Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei immediately explained, "The bamboo needs to be put into the river. All the snails brought from the countryside have been released into the river; if the bamboo is not put in, they will run away."

Facing the man's suspicious gaze, Bai Lu quickly explained with a smile, "Aunties picked a lot of snails, and we can't eat them all in one day. We released the snails into the river to raise them. We can eat them whenever we want in the future."

Not sure which sentence pleased Xiao Cheng, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth and began to roll up his pants.

"What are you doing?" Bai Lu was a bit confused.

Did the big boss want to personally go into the river to get bamboo?

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 Chapter 69: Bai Lu is a Great Deceiver

Xiao Dazhuang saw that there was nothing for him to do, so he left.

Xiao Wei wanted to ask him to help move the bamboo, but considering that it probably wouldn't take much, and he could manage it himself, he silently turned and followed Bai Lu and Wang Cuihua into the courtyard.

After Bai Lu took a seat, Wang Cuihua poured her tea, a chrysanthemum tea specially brought back from her parents' home.

The fragrance was just right, emanating a natural freshness.

Xiao Wei was also treated to a cup.

Sitting beside Bai Lu, sipping tea in small sips, he quietly listened to Wang Cuihua chatting with Bai Lu.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Wang Cuihua finally got to the point, "Bai Lu, when I saw you buying chestnuts during the ancestral worship in the countryside, I remembered that we also have a lot of chestnuts stored at home, buried in sand. Each fruit is plump and full, perfect for making sugar-fried chestnuts."

Bai Lu smiled and, in a tone of great trust, said, "The purchase price is twenty cents per kilogram."

Wang Cuihua almost choked on her tea, her mouth twitching, her throat turning for a long time before she managed to swallow the tea.

The price was the same as the Xiao family's, not a single cent less, not to mention any special consideration for their own people.

Bai Lu's eyes, filled with kindness, were smiling.

However, Wang Cuihua felt her scalp go numb. After a pause, she sighed and said, "Since Ah Biao passed away, all the living expenses at home have fallen on me alone. But I don't know how to do anything except plant a few vegetables and raise a few chickens and ducks. I have no other income. Even the rice and oil at home are borrowed from my rural parents."

"Last month, my mother came to town to visit me. When we were cooking, we ran out of salt at home. She had to pay for it herself. Seeing me living such a hard life, my mother kept urging me to find someone else to remarry. But it hasn't been a year since Ah Biao's death. How can I remarry at this time..."

Wang Cuihua shook her head resolutely, her tone becoming more and more sad and pitiful, "But life has to go on. I have no income, and life is getting harder and harder."

"It's really tough," Bai Lu put away her smiling face, suddenly showing an extremely realistic sympathy.

But in her mind, memories of a certain segment of the big brother floated up.

After Xiao Zhongbiao went solo, he brought a group of thugs from the big boss. In a confrontation with a debtor during a visit to the casino, there was a fierce conflict, resulting in casualties on both sides.

Xiao Zhongbiao was chopped to death with a machete.

The organization of the big boss was roughly similar to the large gangs in Hong Kong gangster movies. It had a pyramid structure with strict hierarchical rules and regulations from top to bottom. Someone like Xiao Zhongbiao, a newcomer with no outstanding history, was at the bottom of the pyramid, just one step higher than the bottom-ranking thugs.

According to the big boss's rules, if a small fry died, it was just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. The bottom of the pyramid didn't deserve any compensation.

The next day, Xiao Cheng brought Luo Shiliu and others to settle the accounts of a big troublemaker in the southern city. When he mentioned this matter in front of the big boss, the big boss, out of respect for Xiao Cheng, finally gave three thousand yuan in compensation to Xiao Zhongbiao's family.

This last three thousand yuan in compensation, Xiao Cheng gave it all to Xiao Zhongbiao's only family member - Wang Cuihua.

In less than half a year, Wang Cuihua began to complain about being poor, having no money, and living a difficult life.

Bai Lu silently drank her tea without saying a word.

Xiao Wei also silently drank his tea without saying a word.

Luo Shiliu and Xiao Dazhuang believed that Wang Cuihua had no money. She went out every day, either buying fish or pork, ribs, and pig's trotters... He couldn't believe that she had no money.

When Wang Cuihua saw that Bai Lu had not spoken for a long time, she felt annoyed and anxious, and couldn't help but speak again, "If I were as smart as you, Bai Lu, I would know how to do everything and could run a small business to support myself."

Bai Lu modestly said, "You know it's just a small business, barely making ends meet."

Wang Cuihua regretted mentioning a small business. A small business was something she valued. Wasn't she just slapping herself in the face? But the words were already spoken, and she couldn't take them back.

She could only envy and sigh, "If only I could run a small business too. Unfortunately, I don't know how to make sugar-fried chestnuts."

"If only I could make sugar-fried chestnuts... Big Brother Xiao Cheng wouldn't be criticized by the neighbors, saying that his brother died, and his brother's wife fell into destitution, and no one cared..."

Wang Cuihua's face was full of guilt towards Big Brother Xiao Cheng, "If only I could make sugar-fried chestnuts, at least I could sell them and barely make a living."

Bai Lu listened to the prelude until her ears were almost calloused, finally ushering in the ultimate goal.

Immediately she spoke, "Selling sugar-fried chestnuts is not a difficult thing; you can do it too."

Wang Cuihua was stunned. She didn't expect things to go so smoothly. Her troubled face instantly turned into a big chrysanthemum-like smile.

"Bai Lu, I knew you were as good as Big Brother Xiao Cheng, who knows how to take care of the relatives of those in difficult situations. You won't let us go hungry."

"Learning to fry chestnuts is not difficult, right? Whenever you have time, I'll come to your house to learn from you. I learn things quickly. If I learn today, I can set up a stall tomorrow."

After listening, Xiao Wei couldn't even drink his tea.

His eyes stared straight at Bailu, suspecting that he had turned back into the fool who was deceived by Li Shuixian.

But Bai Lu smiled very considerately, "Why bother learning to fry chestnuts? It's too troublesome. You sell the chestnuts to me, and I'll give you sugar-fried chestnuts. You can just take them out and sell them!"

Wang Cuihua: "..."

Xiao Wei: "..."

How great, isn't it about making money... Doing business like Aunt Wu, just sell at a stall, and you can make money.

If there's a difference, it's that Aunt Wu is cooperating with Bai Lu, while Wang Cuihua is working for Bai Lu.

I don't even know how much the salary is.

Wang Cuihua's face alternated between green and white for a

 while, feeling that she had been played by Bai Lu again. Bai Lu didn't intend to teach her how to make sugar-fried chestnuts at all; she just wanted her to help sell sugar-fried chestnuts!

But she still had to ask about the salary, "Then, how is the money earned from selling sugar-fried chestnuts divided?"

Bai Lu said, "After deducting costs and one cent per kilogram of labor cost, the net profit is split fifty-fifty."

"A whole cent for labor cost for frying chestnuts!" Wang Cuihua was too excited for a moment, and her voice raised.

Bai Lu remained calm, explaining with a signature fake smile, "Frying chestnuts requires strength and skill."

Strength, skill, skill...

Wang Cuihua's high pitch suddenly stopped.

Although a fifty-fifty split in net profit was not bad, she wanted all the profits.

She paid for the chestnuts, and she ran around to sell them. Bailu just fried chestnuts, and she still had to charge a labor fee. In the end, she could sit comfortably at home, wait for her to work hard and sell sugar-fried chestnuts, and then split half the money with her.

However Wang Cuihua thought about it, she felt like she was losing.

But Bai Lu, with a smiling face, analyzed for her, "You're not at a loss. Look, you sell the chestnuts to me for twenty cents per kilogram, and you can get the money immediately. My labor fee is only one cent per kilogram. In the end, the net profit is split fifty-fifty. You get five cents plus twenty cents, and I get five cents plus one cent. You earn one cent more than me. It's obvious that you're making the big money."

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Chapter 77: Rebuttal Sure enough, when Ye Muyu saw the look in Chu Liushi's eyes as she glanced at her, it seemed like she was pondering something. Ye Muyu smiled, lightly patting Chu Ziluo's hand. "Mom knows. You also need to be careful with your hands, don't prick them. Mom will take care and rest properly." "Okay," Chu Ziluo nodded earnestly watching Ye Muyu leave. Not long after Ye Muyu left, Chu Zhiwen returned home. Everyone in the family except for Chu Lin had returned. The whole family sat neatly around the table. "Father, these are the dishes Third Sister-in-law brought over." Zhang didn't wait for her mother-in-law to speak and took the initiative to explain. Chu Zhiwen looked at the three dishes on the table that clearly seemed more fragrant. He raised his eyebrows with some surprise. "These were brought over by the third daughter-in-law? When did her cooking skills become so good?" "She learned from Grandma and Mom." Chu Ziluo was actually very happy that her mother came over but thinking about how in the past, whenever her mother went to the old house, they would quarrel, she quickly brought up the explanation Ye Muyu gave to Chu Heng during lunch. "Your Grandma having such cooking skills is normal but I don't have such skills." Chu Liushi smiled. Chu Ziluo shook her head. "Grandma, your cooking is also very good." Children insisted on saying such serious words making Chu Liushi laugh without words. But it couldn't be denied that being praised made her feel good. She was the first to pick three pieces for Chu Zhiwen. "Old man, try these." "Alright, everyone can start eating. You, serve some dishes to Xiao Jin and Ziluo." Chu Zhiwen spoke up. Chu Liushi not only served Chu Jin and Chu Ziluo with pork ribs but also served all three children from the main room. Her thoughts were simple and she felt that since the third daughter-in-law brought these dishes, it was normal to serve Ziluo and Xiao Jin. Even if it were true, they needed to consider the feelings of the three children from the main room. Chu Liushi and the old man were not suitable for favoritism. Otherwise, trouble would arise. Moreover, for the sake of a few extra dishes, Chu Liushi didn't find it troublesome at all. "Thank you, Grandma." Chu Ziluo obediently said. Chu Jin had already taken a bite of his food. Seeing an extra piece of meat in his bowl, Chu Ziluo's voice reminded him so he quickly followed "Thank you Grandpa and Grandma." Chu Ming and Chu Sheng were also surprised when Chu Liushi served them. Their emotions were visible on their faces. "You guys have to use your brains to study. You must be hungry. Blame it on your father loafing around in the fields. Eat quickly. There's plenty of food for lunch today. It's only delicious when you eat it while it's still warm." After Chu Liushi finished speaking, she was about to serve some dishes to Chu Qingxiang. Chu Qingxiang smiled and took a piece herself. "Grandma, eat quickly. When I smelled the dishes Third Aunt made in the kitchen, I couldn't help but salivate. If you keep serving dishes like this, they'll get cold and won't be as delicious." "You, even though you're about to get married, your mouth is still so eloquent." Chu Liushi, satisfied with her granddaughter, scolded with a helpless look. But hearing this, she stopped serving dishes. "Grandpa, this vermicelli is delicious too." Chu Sheng, as the eldest grandson, didn't know if it was his sister Chu Qingxiang who was trying to please Chu Liushi, or something else but her words gave him inspiration. After tasting the delicious vermicelli, he couldn't help sharing with Chu Zhiwen, gaining a filial reputation. Hearing this, Chu Zhiwen picked up a piece and tasted it, smiling. "Not bad, this dish is suitable for serving when someone is working. It's a good accompaniment to the meal and it doesn't require much meat." "Old man, aren't pork ribs meat?" Chu Liushi rolled her eyes, then accused helplessly in front of the whole family "If this kind of talk falls into the ears of the ignorant patriarch, Fourth Brother, he might think that the third daughter-in-law is mistreating them while they help with the work."

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