Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 151: Outing (9)

Feng Xuxu thought for a moment and then spoke a few words, "Everyone, please be quiet. I have a few things to say. The cloth carvings and Xiang embroideries submitted by the village are of great quality, so during this period of building houses, we will also construct two factories—a cloth carving workshop and the Xiang Embroidery Factory. From now on, Men Jin will be fully responsible for both factories." Feng Xuxu made her plans before she left the village.

"I have said all that needs to be said. You can go back and release the notice. The construction of houses this time around will be swift, so tidy up your belongings at home."

A few village leaders came together to find the butler and only returned to the village after getting the details from him.

At the dining table, a feast was laid out, but no one picked up their chopsticks. Her elder brother asked with a upset face, "Little sister, have you really thought this through? The outside world is not like home."

"Elder brother, I have thought about it. I want to see what’s beyond here. I can’t stay in this small town forever. My dream isn’t here." Her eyes were firm as she looked at her elder brother.

Seeing the determination on his little sister’s face and knowing that persuasion was futile, her elder brother sighed, "Fine, tell me when you’re leaving. No matter what happens outside, remember, this place will always be your home," he said, extending his hand to ruffle her hair—perhaps for the last time. The next time they saw each other, she would have grown into a young lady.

"Yes, elder brother, this is my home, my haven." She picked up the chopsticks from the table and served her brother a piece of fish.

"Ah, you eat too." Her elder brother tearfully placed a rib in his little sister’s bowl with his chopsticks.

Both harboring their own thoughts, they finally finished their meal. Her elder brother held his sister’s hand and walked her all the way to Lotus Garden. Only after her figure disappeared into Lotus Garden did he return home, his head bowed in disturbance.

Time flew by, and as soon as the agricultural rush at the manor was over, the next day, Feng Xuxu disguised as a man and left the town, heading north.

"Young Master, look, that ahead is Zhangzhou Prefecture," Yingsu, dressed as a man, said to her mistress while pointing at the city ahead.

"Hmm, I am a ’Young Master’ now, understand?" she said, tapping Yingsu’s head with the fan in her hand.

"Young Master, I’m not used to this," Yingsu said, sticking out her tongue at her mistress.

"You must get used to it, I am on a journey to enjoy the mountains and waters," with a snap, she opened her fan and began to lazily fan herself, looking every bit the part of a wealthy young master.

Upon entering Zhangzhou Prefecture, they saw the bustling streets, far larger than anything in the town, she strolled here and glanced there, not overlooking any item on the street vendors’ stalls, her face full of curiosity.

"Sir, how much for this thing?" She took an interest in a wooden hairpin, made of Peach Blossom Wood. It wasn’t particularly expensive, but the workmanship was decent. Since she spent so long looking at it, she might as well buy something casually! 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Young Master, this one is only twenty copper coins," the old man said, eyeing the well-dressed Young Master, not expecting him to pick the cheapest hair fork for his wife, and commented with a moue.

Feng Xuxu noted that even a street vendor judged people based on appearance; it was clear how wealthy the Prefecture Government must be.

Putting down the hair fork, she said with a furrowed brow, "What a pity."

"What’s such a pity?" the old man asked, puzzled.

"This kind of fork can ward off evil spirits, and you’re selling it so cheaply. If that’s not a pity, what is?" she said, and then shook her head.

"Young Master, perhaps you misheard me earlier. I said twenty pieces of Silver," the old man said as he slyly changed his tune.

Feng Xuxu feigned surprise and said, "Really? I thought it was two hundred pieces of Silver. The other day, I bought my wife one that wasn’t as good as this, and it cost me over two hundred pieces of Silver. Wrap this up for me, I’ll take it," she said, reaching for Silver in her sleeve.

"Wait, Young Master, my mind hasn’t been working well lately. I misspoke earlier; you’re right, it’s two hundred pieces of Silver," the old man quickly climbed up the proverbial ladder.

"Oh, wasn’t it twenty pieces of Silver? How has it changed again?"