High-class maid

Chapter 245 Merchants

"Miss, yours is sixteen taels," Shen Xing'er said with a smile as she packed up the items the second girl had bought.

Because she asked for an extra headband compared to the previous girl, the price was significantly higher.

After the maid paid the money, Shen Xing'er also gave her a sachet. Holding the exquisitely crafted sachet, the maid was even more pleased.

On the second day after opening, business was as good as ever, except that more maids came out to buy for the young ladies, while most commoners just looked and admired the products.

"I actually earned more today than yesterday, sixty taels," Shen Xing'er said with a smile as she put away the abacus.

"There are fewer people today than yesterday, so how come you've earned more money than yesterday?" Wang asked, puzzled.

"Because the Princess wore a headband from our shop to the banquet, and Zhu'er was also wearing the sachet I gave her that day, the noble ladies in the capital have always loved to compare themselves, so naturally they also sent their maids to buy some to see."

"Although the prices set by my daughter are high, this way only high-ranking officials and wealthy people will buy them. They are decisive when buying things, do not like to haggle, and do not try to get a bargain. This will save us a lot of trouble in the future."

Shen Xing'er explained to her mother why she sold her products at a higher price.

"Alright, alright, I'll do as my daughter says. Let's go home now?"

Wang looked at the sky; it was getting dark.

"it is good."

Four or five days passed peacefully like this, and Shen Xing'er's shop finally got back on track. Although she didn't sell much each day, she still made some money, and the embroiderers upstairs no longer had to rush to finish their embroidery.

Because the shop lacked large items, Shen Xing'er told them to put aside their current tasks and embroider some screens first.

"After work today, everyone, don't go home. Let's go to Zuixianlou for dinner!"

Shen Xing'er arrived on the second floor and waved her hand, displaying a rather nouveau riche-like demeanor.

"Master, why would you go to Zuixianlou for no reason?" Su Qiaoqiao asked.

“The shop has been busy the past few days, and you’ve all been rushing to finish your embroidery as soon as you arrived. We haven’t had time to get to know each other. Today I’ve finally found some free time, so I’ll take you out for a meal so we can all get to know each other,” Shen Xing’er said.

"Wow, I've heard that the roast duck at Zuixianlou is the best. Looks like I'm in for a treat today!" Su Qiaoqiao said playfully.

Since she started working at Jinxiufang, her stepmother no longer dared to mistreat her, fearing that she would become too independent and stop handing over money to the family. The other embroiderers who worked with her also gave way to her because she was the youngest. As a result, Su Qiaoqiao was no longer the timid little girl she had been when she first arrived.

"You little glutton, then eat more tonight." Shen Xing'er smiled and tapped her forehead before going downstairs.

Nowadays, the city's residents all know that the things in Jinxiufang are expensive, so apart from those who really want to buy, very few people come to browse. Therefore, Shen Xing'er has more time to draw flower patterns.

As evening approached, Shen Xing'er led the embroiderers from her shop to Zuixianlou. The group sat at a private table that had been reserved in advance, and the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely, creating a lively atmosphere.

The group got to know each other better over the meal. Seeing Shen Xing'er's poised and generous demeanor, the embroiderers dared not underestimate this young girl who was not yet old enough to bear fruit.

The Grand Commandant's Mansion in the capital.

"Has your sister had dinner yet? Why are you calling your older sister in such a hurry?" Kong Bingyan said, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the annoyance in her tone.

God knows how much she hates her younger sister. Just because she is the legitimate daughter and she is the older sister, she has to tolerate and flatter her in every way. She is already in bed, but she has to rush to her courtyard because of a single word from her. It's so annoying!

"look."

Kong Bingrong casually tossed her sister a purse and a sachet.

"The workmanship is good, and the fabric is from the Jiangnan region. My sister called me here late at night, not just to show me the embroidery, was she?" Kong Bingyan asked.

"These are the embroidered items from that vixen's shop," Kong Bingrong said through gritted teeth.

It turns out that these two young ladies are the daughters of the Grand Commandant's household. The older one was born to a concubine in the household, while Kong Bingrong, who is called the younger sister, is the legitimate daughter of the Grand Commandant's household.

"Did your sister ask someone to buy it?" Kong Bingyan asked.

"Nonsense, if I didn't ask someone to buy it, would it just appear out of thin air?" Kong Bingrong replied impatiently.

Kong Bingyan seemed oblivious to her sister's impatience, and continued speaking gently.

"This style is novel, and the color scheme is eye-catching. Anyone who dares to open a shop in the capital must have some skill," she said deliberately.

Sure enough, Kong Bingrong got even angrier after hearing this. She rolled her eyes at her sister and continued...

"Whose sister are you anyway? Why are you siding with her? What's so great about your embroidery? It's nothing special to me."

"My sister is used to seeing fine things, so this is naturally nothing to you. But I've heard that the Princess also loves her family's things." Kong Bingyan wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and secretly glanced at her younger sister.

Sure enough, Kong Bingrong became even angrier. She threw the embroidery on the ground and continued...

"Hmph, what a vixen! I'll go and meet her tomorrow!"

"Sister, don't be impulsive. If Father finds out, he'll definitely spank me," Kong Bingyan said.

Every time she and her sister made a mistake, her father would blame her, and even her stepmother would pretend not to know. How could she be a young lady of the Grand Commandant's mansion? She was clearly Kong Bingrong's personal maid!

"No! Then I'll go out by myself tomorrow," Kong Bingrong said guiltily.

Last time, she took her older sister out of the manor, but their father found out and her sister was punished by being slapped on the palm of her hand twenty times. Now that her sister's hand injury hasn't fully healed, she felt embarrassed to ask her to accompany her out of the manor again.

"My sister still cares about me the most," Kong Bingyan said, her face full of emotion.

Though her words were sweet, her gaze slowly hardened when no one could see.

The next day, Shen Xing'er was drawing flower patterns in the shop when a girl dressed in gorgeous clothes and looking somewhat willful and capricious walked in.

"What would you like to buy, miss? Small items are over here, larger items are over there, and the fabrics displayed in front were all sourced from Jiangnan."

Shen Xing'er put down her brush and, as was her habit, began to explain.

When Kong Bingrong saw that Shen Xing'er could actually use a calligraphy brush and even write quite well, she disliked Shen Xing'er even more.

Hmph, what right does a merchant like her have to act like a young lady!

"Is that all?" Kong Bingrong glanced casually at the shop, then rolled her eyes, pretending not to be interested.

"What would you like to buy, young lady? We can go up to the tea room on the second floor, and I can draw what's in your mind." Shen Xing'er gestured for her to enter.

"OK then."

Kong Bingrong took the hand of the maid and, without needing Shen Xing'er to lead the way, walked upstairs with her head held high.

"Please sit down, young lady."

Shen Xing'er opened the door to the tea room and said politely.