Looking at Diancui's strength that was not afraid of death, Yuan Zhiheng gritted his teeth, and couldn't help but step forward and pinch her fleshy cheeks, feeling that it felt good, and pinched the other side.

"He's your cousin, so it's okay to give him a piece of satin." Yuan Zhiheng pretended to be generous and said.

"In addition to my cousin, my uncle and aunt and I also prepared satin, and I was about to tell my father-in-law." Diancui let him pinch his pink cheeks, and said with a smile.

This is about the same, Yuan Zhiheng's mood is slightly brighter.

"I seem to have gained a lot of weight recently, and the flesh on this face is getting thicker and thicker." He looked down at Diancui's cheeks and said curiously.

Diancui was a little hurt by his pinching, and quickly snorted twice and begged for mercy, Yuan Zhiheng took the opportunity to scratch her wrinkled nose. Diancui pursed his mouth and touched his palm, Yuan Zhiheng's eyes instantly turned into a rich dark black, and Diancui smiled.

"More and more naughty!" Yuan Zhiheng tried to pretend that nothing happened, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was low and hoarse.

There were still a few maids in the house, and Rose had already run out of the house with their heads down, Xin'er only giggled on the side, Dongxue was expressionless and did the work in her hands, but when she lowered her head, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up and snicker.

"I take medicine every day according to the prescription prescribed by the doctor, but I feel that this appetite is getting better and better, especially the sour thing, which is more and more delicious." Diancui said with a smile.

Sour and bitter things? Yuan Zhiheng was stunned and asked Xiang Dongxue, I remember that Mrs. Kuishui was postponed for some time! Oh, I have this memory, why didn't I think of it, hurry up and call the doctor.

Dongxue and Xin'er were stunned, and Diancui was even more stunned. Diancui is a confused master, and the few maids below are only Dongxue who have not been married for a long time, and they don't know much about these things. On the contrary, it is difficult for Yuan Zhiheng, a man who was born to have a little Cui Cao's heart, to keep the affairs of these daughters' families in mind.

"Go! Don't be stunned. Yuan Zhiheng reprimanded nervously.

Only then did she react, and Dongxue ran out of her legs, ran to the door, and almost tripped over the door frame.

After a while, Dongxue urged the doctor to enter the door.

"The grass people meet the adults and the lady......" The doctor saluted slowly.

"The doctor doesn't have to be polite, bother to give my wife a pulse." Yuan Zhiheng dragged him up and said eagerly.

The doctor saw that he was so anxious, and saw that the lady sitting there had a ruddy face and did not look ill. I had a general idea in my heart, and sat down to check the pulse of Diancui, and sure enough, it was so.

"Congratulations to my lord and madam, it's Ximai." The doctor smiled and got up to congratulate.

Yuan Zhiheng only felt that there seemed to be a gorgeous fireworks blooming in front of him, and an unprecedented joy welled up in his heart.

Diancui is even more excited, she has been married for more than two years, and she has long wanted to have a child.

"I didn't expect it...... Did that medicine work wonders? Diancui was excited.

"Doctor, my wife suffered a little when she was a child, and her health has never been very good, but now that she is pregnant, do she need to prescribe some supplements?" Yuan Zhiheng also reacted and hurriedly asked.

As soon as the doctor heard this, he sat down and checked the pulse for Diancui, and after a long time, he was sure that the pulse was stable and did not need tonics, and I saw that Mrs. Madame's face was ruddy, and I tried Mrs. Lady's own pulse was also very strong and powerful. Thinking about what the adults said, the loss on the lady's body is still good.

"Seriously! That's great. Yuan Zhiheng was overjoyed. Dongxue Xin'er and other maids on the side also cried with joy.

The medicine prescribed by the doctor before, Diancui is taken every day, rain or shine, it has become a habit, but I didn't expect that in the past two years, she has really raised her body bit by bit.

"At this time, Madame's body is healthy, and it is the best time to conceive a fetus." The doctor said again.

"Good, good, good!" Yuan Zhiheng was already smiling from ear to ear, where was the solemn majesty of the prefect on weekdays.

"Doctor Xie, Dongxue will send the doctor." Dian Cui frowned and smiled.

Dongxue knew what Mrs. meant, so she went to cut two taels of silver and gave it to the doctor as a thank you gift, and the doctor hurriedly thanked him, and left without mentioning it.

Yuan Zhiheng couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, stepped forward to hold Diancui's hand, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he only put her palm to his mouth, and touched it with his lips like she did.

The husband and wife looked at each other for a long time, and each laughed like a fool.

"If I want to talk about this, I still have to thank Xiaolan, if she hadn't found the doctor for me, my body would have been well, and now I have our child as I wish."

"Yes, yes, I want to give birth to Miss Xie Qin, but this child is also my hard work and night ploughing, or it is more credit for my husband." Yuan Zhiheng was so happy today, he didn't care about what he said.

Diancui hurriedly gagged him and gave him a roll of the eyes. Yuan Zhiheng chuckled, afraid that she would be really annoyed and stop talking nonsense.

Diancui wrote a letter to her mother about being pregnant, and in the past few years, the Wu family has worked hard for this matter, and she has begged for the Guanyin Temple in the capital. Although the old lady rarely wrote letters to Diancui, the few letters were all about the heirs, and Diancui's letter was also to comfort and comfort the old man's heart.

Now that she is pregnant, Yuan Zhiheng began to manage her and did not let her worry about the affairs of Angelica Pavilion and Silk Village. Fortunately, there are a few capable generals, and Diancuile is an idler who only knows how to count money every day.

Hangzhou Angelica Pavilion Buddha Yuan Shen face, now has been famous in the whole Jiangnan, has become the most fashionable jewelry. Naturally, the first shop next to it is also imitated and sold. Diancui had already said hello to Shopkeeper Zhang, and they opened the door to do business in Angelica Pavilion to make money, not to block the livelihood of others. If a shop wants to imitate the style of Angelica Pavilion to make jewelry, it needs to obtain the consent of Angelica Pavilion, and the price cannot be lower than that of Angelica Pavilion. Otherwise, they will all publicize that their homes are fake and shoddy.

Angelica Pavilion is so easy to speak, there were a few shops that wanted to make friends with Angelica Pavilion before, and they expressed their goodwill, and Angelica Pavilion did not care about the previous suspicions, and the major shopkeepers often got together to discuss the market. The business scene at this head is also stable and harmonious.

As for the silk village, now is the time to give back huge profits, but in January, the shopkeeper Liu held the account book, and reported to the owner Diancui with a trembling voice with great excitement and trembling, and he had earned more than 100,000 taels, excluding the cost of less than 20,000 yuan in front, and had made a net profit of 80,000 taels!

The speed at which money is earned is faster than that of illegal profiteering!

"How much raw silk is there?" Diancui asked.

Shopkeeper Liu replied, "Seventy percent of the new raw silk has been woven into satin, and now these satins have been sold for almost all." I am about to ask the owner for instructions, do you want to weave new satin next? Do you have any plans for the old silk proprietor of the five warehouses? ”

The new silk is also woven into satin, but it cannot be sold in unlimited quantities every day, and only fifty horses are sold every day. Dian Cui calculated in his heart, if he calculated according to this amount, the silk in his hand would last until midsummer and June next year. Diancui remembers that in May next year, the silk in the market began to increase, although the price was still not cheap, but after only a month or two, the price began to drop a lot. At that time, the concubine was just to please the man, and he bought silk at the expense of money, and after the price dropped, he regretted it.

However, since the price of silk has dropped since June next year, it also means that with the new mulberry planted in the mulberry fields that had been affected by the disaster, new leaves have grown, and the production of raw silk has increased.

"The owner?"

Diancui fell into deep thought, her expression was inexplicable, and it was not until the shopkeeper Liu called her that she reacted, and said: "As for the raw silk, first take out thirty percent to weave and dye it into satin, and the price will be calculated according to fifty percent of the new silk satin." ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he suddenly felt that if he was at this price, this old silk satin would be more profitable than the new silk satin! Then he happily went to order the weaving and dyeing.

Following.

"The silk satin Zhuangzi next to the Angelica Pavilion sells satin woven from three-year-old silk, and the colors are also diverse, which is the same as the new satin, but the color is slightly worse, but the price is indeed fifty percent of the new satin."

"There is such a good thing!"

"No!"

The people in the city who talked about this matter were all rich and wealthy with a little extra money, and when the price of silk was not so high, they could also buy a few rulers and make new clothes to wear. But now the price of silk has risen like crazy, even so, there are foreign merchants in Hangzhou every day to rush in to grab silk. It is difficult for these little rich families to buy such expensive silk, because when they hear that there is a price reduction in silk, how can these ladies in charge not be happy.

Diancui bought these old raw silk at a low price at that time, which was aimed at those small rich families, as well as the masters of some large families, and even some official eunuchs of the local government. Besides, this batch of old silk is only a little worse in luster, and the others are not inferior to new silk in terms of softness and softness and weaver color.

The old raw silk, which had been reduced by half in this way, sold well in the shop, but it was not as good as the new satin, and Diancui and Miaozhu pondered for a few days before they figured out the joint: although this silk is cheaper than new silk, it is still much more expensive than the satin of previous years, and those little rich families will only reluctantly buy two horses, and will not often come to buy.

"Owner, is the remaining seventy percent of the old silk still woven and dyed?" Shopkeeper Liu asked tentatively, the old silk dyed fabric has been sold for less than half a month.

"I'll put it aside for now, I have other plans." Since the sales effect was not as expected, Diancui naturally immediately changed its strategy.

She wrote a letter to her second brother Gui Zhongqing about these old silk things, Gui Zhongqing has become a lot calmer since the incident, and in order to make up for the loss of the family, as well as the help of her brother-in-law Yuan Zhiheng, she is now more and more concentrating on business. Diancui thought that silk in Jiangnan was still so expensive, wouldn't it be more profitable if it was sold to other places!

Diancui had this idea, and looked forward to the second brother's reply. The inventory of several silk villages in Hangzhou City here has seen the bottom, and those silk merchants are all anxious like ants on a hot pot.

This includes Qin Qingqing's father, Master Qin.

He thought about his daughter's relationship with the prefect in the past, so he came to the outside of the yamen with an old face, saying that he wanted to see the prefect.

Master Qin explained his intentions, and Yuan Zhiheng was silent for a long time.

Now that he is pregnant because of Diancui, he has become very kind and kind. It was because Old Master Qin Luo Li said so much, and he was not impatient.

Seeing this, Master Qin was even more determined that he did have affection for his daughter, who knew that although Yuan Zhiheng had a kind face, his words did not change his usual mean and ruthless:

"Silk Zhuangzi is the industry of Neizi, such as silk is in demand today, so Zhuangzi is also the time when business is booming. Master Qin wants Neiko to resell half of the inventory with your Qin family at a price of eighty percent, and when he says this, please forgive me for wanting to laugh. ”

"What do you mean, sir? The grass people are just here to discuss, and if they don't agree, they can say they don't agree. The price is negotiable, so there is really no need to say such a thing. "Master Qin has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen a young descendant talk like this, he is a prefect, and he shouldn't be so mean!

Yuan Zhiheng saw that his old face was flushed with anger, and he was afraid that he would faint with anger if he said anything, and he still had to accumulate virtue for the unborn baby. So he said in a soothing tone: "This business is my family's son-in-law, and the amount of money she earns a month now can be compared to my life's money, so it's inconvenient for me to intervene in this matter...... But I personally think that Master Qin's proposal may not come to fruition. ”

When Yuan Zhiheng said this, his expression even carried a hint of proud arrogance.

Old Man Qin looked at him like a monster several times, thinking that he had been in the business world for most of his life, and now for the first time, he met someone he couldn't communicate with, and he didn't want to say a word to him again.

"If Master Qin has nothing to do, go back early." Yuan Zhiheng sighed, and summoned Yuan Fu to help him up and send him out politely.

"Go away, I don't need your help, the old man is only fifty years old, and he is not old, and Long Zhong can't walk!" Old Man Qin couldn't bear it anymore and brushed his sleeves away.