"It's not as much as my dowry, but it's barely good!"

"Oh, dear Jane, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to laugh at you. Although your dowry is only a thousand pounds, my brother truly loves you, and love is priceless!"

Miss Bingley giggled apologetically.

Her appearance is not so much an apology as a mockery.

A gentle and amiable woman like Jane can't hold it anymore.

Her smile became a little flat, and her tone was a little cold, "Mrs. Brown, don't worry, I'm not mistaken. I know exactly what you mean!"

Miss Bingley: ......

Was she scolded by Jane, who was as gentle as a white rabbit?

She opened her mouth to refute Jane, but she didn't know where to start.

Because Jane's words were completely in line with her intentions, and there was no intention of quarreling.

Holding the fan, and fanning it hard, Miss Bingley desperately tried to dissipate the depression.

After a while, she returned to normal and continued to smile and say, "By the way, there is still something new in London." I heard that a fleet of ships has returned from the far east, bringing back a lot of rare and precious goods, and making a lot of money!"

Speaking of this, Miss Bingley deliberately looked at Jane with ill will, "Jane, I heard that your sister, Mrs. Wickham, has also bought a boat and sailed away?"

"Oh, her fleet must be back soon, too! Maybe she'll be able to make a lot of money like the lucky merchant in London." ”

She said the words "blessing" in her mouth, but the mockery in her words was not too obvious.

Jane finally couldn't help it, restrained her smile, looked at Miss Bingley seriously, and said slowly, "Mrs. Wickham has indeed gone to sea, she is very smart and capable, I am sure she will return safely." ”

As for whether the money is money or not, it doesn't matter.

As a good sister, what Jane hopes to see most is the safety and health of her sister and his wife.

“...... Of course Mrs. Wickham will come back safely, and of course, it will be better if she can make money, right? I also heard that when Mrs. Wickham traveled, you also paid a sum of money?"

Miss Bingley became more and more excited, and her eyes gleamed with schadenfreude.

She didn't believe that Bennett's youngest daughter would go to sea, she eloped and married a gambler, and with a bastard like Wickham as her husband, how good could Lydia be?

What else is doing business?

Hehe, that is, the women of Bennett's family are easy to deceive, and they were coaxed by a few sweet words from the Wickhams, and stupidly took out their own money for other couples to squander!

However, everyone still praised Jane and Elizabeth, saying that they were smart and beautiful, and they were rare ladies.

When she thought of Elizabeth, Miss Bingley thought of Mr. Darcy, whom she had once loved.

Alas, how is it that Mr. Darcy, such a wise and calm man, has been deceived by a country girl like Elizabeth?!

Even if he didn't marry her Miss Bingley, he would have to marry someone better than her, such as the noble Miss de Baul, but he's—

Miss Bingley was quite happy at first, but when she recalled these events, she was a little depressed.

I really don't know what is good about the daughters of the Bennett family, one or two of them bow down under their pomegranate skirts.

Fortunately, Bennet's family not only has talented and beautiful daughters like Jane and Elizabeth, but also slutty girls like Lydia, who disgraces the family.

Compared to Lydia, it seems that Mrs. Bennet is not so shameful.

As he was thinking, he heard Mrs. Bennet scream, "What? My dear Lydia has written to me, and has sent me a cheque for thirty thousand pounds?"

Miss Bingley shuddered at the scream, and was about to make a mockery when she came back to her senses, but she was stunned.

She—what did she just hear?

Thirty thousand pounds?

Is this money or something synonymous with?

Just then, a maid came in with a letter in her hand, walked up to Jane, and said respectfully, "Madam, by your letter." Sent from London, signed by Mrs. Wickham. ”

Jane was also a little excited, she had just heard her mother's scream.

Check or something, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that the little sister finally wrote again.

And it was sent from London, could it be that they came back?

With this in mind, Jane quickly took the letter.

However, before she could open it, Mrs. Bennet rushed over with Mary in tow.

"Jane, dear, did you also receive Lydia's letter?"

"Quick, open it and let me see. Oh my God, poor Lydia, the last time I heard from her was three months ago. ”

"By the way, and checks. You and Elizabeth also invested in Lydia's business, and I remember being over two hundred pounds like me—"

And just now, the servant sent by Mr. Bennet told her that the letter from the youngest daughter was also mixed with a cheque for thirty thousand pounds!

This money is the dividend distributed to them by the youngest daughter.

Mrs. Bennet's brain is interesting, and only extraordinarily bright on the things she cares about.

Coincidentally, money, is within Mrs. Bennet's attention.

So, she quickly remembered that when "Lydia" left, she, Jane, and Elizabeth had given her more than two hundred pounds.

If she gets a dividend of 30,000 pounds, then Jane and Elizabeth should be about the same.

When she heard "more than two hundred pounds", Miss Bingley almost burst out laughing.

Two hundred, less than three hundred pounds, is actually embarrassed to say what kind of investment?

Bennett's family, as expected, are poor rural squires who can't get on the stage, and they have only been working in small places like Longborn all their lives.

They may not know that in the real big business, the investment is in tens of thousands!

A few hundred pounds?

Haha, you don't tell jokes like that!

Even Mr. Bingley, who was a little embarrassed, looked with some uneasiness at the guest he had invited from London.

They wouldn't laugh at themselves and refuse to work with the Bingleys, would they?

Just as Mr. Bingley was apprehensive, Jane opened the letter.

Sure enough, as soon as the letter was opened, a brand new check fell out.

Mrs. Bennet snatched it up, looked at the numbers carefully, and then laughed excitedly: "Haha, thirty thousand pounds, also thirty thousand pounds!"

Then Mrs. Bennet urged urgently, "Jane, my dear, hurry up and see what Lydia has to say in her letter." ”

"Mr. Bennett simply ordered someone to tell me that Lydia had written and sent me a check. Others, but nothing was said. ”

"Oh my God, how much I want to know how Lydia is doing, when will she be back, how much money has she made in this business, and, this, these thirty thousand pounds—"

Is it really the dividends they invested in the first place?

"Lydia said that she has successfully returned to London, but because she still has business, she cannot return to Longborn for the time being!"

In addition, she also said that this check was the dividend I had invested, but not all, only a small part, and she invested most of the money in the new business. In the future, when the business operates, we will have dividends every year!"