Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 900: Weapon 890 (4) Four

Chapter 900: Weapon 890 (4) Four

When she heard this statement, Ye Shaohua was sitting at the edge of the table, pouring herself a cup of tea, sipping it while flipping through the book her father had left her.

Her facial expression was very calm.

The wet nurse said a sentence and realized Ye Shaohua was drinking water, so she immediately came forward, "Lady, this tea is from the morning, it has long been cold. It’s autumn now, you shouldn’t drink something chilled..."

The wet nurse picked up the teapot intending to swap it for a cup of hot water, but mid-sentence, she suddenly stopped.

How is this tea... still warm?

Although the Wang Residence was luxurious, the distinction between high and low status was particularly clear, especially since the lord hadn’t glanced at Ye Shaohua even once in the last three days. How would anyone in the residence take a minor concubine seriously?

No one except for the two maids who were initially assigned to watch over them had ever come to their shabby courtyard. How could someone have changed the water for Ye Shaohua to be warm?

Still puzzled, the wet nurse was interrupted by Ye Shaohua, "Wet nurse, what were you saying just now?"

Reminded by Ye Shaohua’s words, the wet nurse suddenly recalled something and immediately forgot about the tea. She joyfully said, "Lady, it’s about your maternal uncle, do you know, your maternal uncle is right in the Imperial City! The one who often held you when you were little, and Lady Yanyu is also with your uncle’s family!"

As the wet nurse spoke of this, her eyes turned red.

One thing about ancient times was that communication was incredibly backward.

For Ye Shaohua and the wet nurse, two women of frail status, surviving to this day was already a miracle. They knew they still had the maternal uncle’s family, but the vast distance made it not so simple to desire news from the Shen Family in the Hall.

Even Shen Jiran and Cheng Yan had only found these two recently.

If the situation were normal, even if they were both in the Imperial City, the wet nurse feared it would take another ten years to find her maternal uncle’s family.

With so many people surnamed Shen in the world, even if she knew about Shen Jiran, how could the wet nurse dare to confirm without seeing the maternal uncle himself that he was the one?

Now that her maternal uncle had found them first, how could the wet nurse not be excited?

Especially after having stayed in the Wang Residence.

"Oh." Ye Shaohua flipped through her memories. This maternal uncle had met the original host as well, but at that time, the original host was sick with grief, and the meals sent over from the Wang Residence didn’t contain any Qiankun, so her mental state was not good.

She didn’t agree to see her maternal uncle.

Being a man, the maternal uncle obviously couldn’t come to the back courtyard of the Wang Residence to meet the lord’s concubine, could he?

So, until the original host’s death, the two never met each other.

Only the sister of the original owner had met her a few times, but there was some estrangement between them since the original owner in Imperial City followed her father around searching for materials.

And Ye Yanyu, having poor health, was left behind in the Imperial City. It was quite normal for there to be a gap between them.

However, after the original host passed away, only her maternal uncle insisted on opening a hall for an autopsy and even because of this, he had a conflict with the Wang Residence, eventually taking the original host’s mortuary tablet back to Jiangnan in a fit of anger.

As for Cheng Yan, he hadn’t paid much attention to the original host to begin with, so he just left with the maternal uncle.

"Lady, why aren’t you excited at all?" The wet nurse wiped away a tear, noticing that Ye Shaohua hadn’t moved an inch, just flipping through her book, she found it rather odd.

"It’s nothing." Ye Shaohua was considering the final step in refining steel, which would be quite simple with the many chemical substances available in the modern era.

But this was ancient times; Ye Shaohua lacked many things. She needed to make them little by little.

If she could take a look at the workshop of the Ye Family, she probably could come up with a complete plan.

The wet nurse thought Ye Shaohua was too young at that time to remember her uncle, which explained her lack of reaction. "Lady, you shouldn’t look at these books anymore. His Highness is waiting for you to visit your uncle’s house!"

Ye Shaohua definitely needed to visit the Shen Family, and based on her recollections, Ye Yanyu didn’t seem to be bad—all was orchestrated by Shen Jiran and Cheng Yan.

This little sister...

"The second young lady loved reading books since she was young. The master said she was smarter and learned faster than you. At seven, she crafted a dagger. If only her health had been better, she would have been quite suited for weapon crafting," the wet nurse said with a helpless shake of her head, "She was favored by the heavens with sustenance, but also envied by the heavens for her talent. I wonder how the second young lady is now?"

Ye Shaohua did not respond to the wet nurse’s words.

She simply closed the book, placed it inside a mahogany box, and secured it with a new lock.

There was no key for this lock, which was exquisitely crafted and came from the Ye Family’s collection. While practicing her swordsmanship, Ye Shaohua had conveniently crafted such a lock.

The lock was a cube, each side measuring about three centimeters; it could only be opened by a specific method, and there was only one way to discover it.

If someone unfamiliar with it tried to forcefully break it, it would immediately turn into a pile of scrap metal.

When she first learned about this lock, Ye Shaohua’s mind was filled with nothing but admiration for the ancients’ wisdom.

Such craftsmanship had been lost in modern times. National museums had wooden boxes locked with such mechanisms excavated from tombs, but scientists, after lengthy study, had not managed to open them. There were even rumors suggesting they were objects left by extraterrestrials.

Ye Shaohua now possessing this technology held it in high esteem.

"Is this... is this the exquisite lock that the master once... once gave to the lady?" The wet nurse had been with the Ye Family for twenty years and was the lady’s confidante. Naturally, she knew a lot of things.

Seeing the lock Ye Shaohua brought out, she was stunned for a long while before snapping back, "Lady, where did you... where did you get this from?"

Being of the Ye Family, the wet nurse was very familiar with the Ye Family’s weapons, and at a glance, she recognized this as a new exquisite lock.

Since the death of the lady, she hadn’t seen this kind of lock for five years.

Seeing it again, the wet nurse’s eyes reddened.

"I sneaked into the Iron Shop during the day when no one was around and made it," Ye Shaohua placed the box under the bed. "I just haven’t reached my father’s level yet. I need to practice more to fully understand the exquisite lock."

She still wasn’t skilled enough, only mastering it to a proficiency of about fifty percent.

After Ye Shaohua spoke, the wet nurse didn’t move for a long time.

Ye Shaohua, who had already reached the doorway, had to stop and lean against the doorframe, raising an eyebrow, "Wet nurse? What’s wrong? Aren’t we going to my uncle’s house?"

The wet nurse was still caught up in the fact that Ye Shaohua had said she made an exquisite lock.

"Miss... Miss, did you just say... you made the exquisite lock?"

"I didn’t make the exquisite lock; it’s still a prototype. Let’s go," Ye Shaohua replied.

Tears welled up in the wet nurse’s eyes as she knelt on the ground with her hands pressed together, "Master, lady, are you seeing this? The young lady can make the exquisite lock! The Ye Family... The Ye Family has a successor!"

After a good cry, the wet nurse got up, her face noticeably more relaxed. Seeing Ye Shaohua’s abilities resolved a worry for her.

As the two of them walked to the front hall, Cheng Yan was already impatiently waiting at the entrance, his tone rather unpleasant, "Why are you so slow?"

The wet nurse knew that Cheng Yan had married Ye Shaohua because of her weapon crafting abilities.

"Your Highness, the young lady just made..."