Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 329 - 198: Disobeying Superiors_3

Chapter 329: Chapter 198: Disobeying Superiors_3

First, they decided to bring more silver. Qian Hua hadn’t returned for the New Year, and he had sent several letters to Qian Yixiu through the Liang Mansion. Although he had left with more than five thousand taels of silver and many unique products from Ji’an to sell, they were still strapped for cash.

The goods in the Capital City were too expensive, and land was worth its weight in gold. Even though they hadn’t bought a storefront, they still rented a three-story building as per Yixiu’s request and renovated it according to her specifications. Added to the daily operating expenses and the bribes for the government officials, there wasn’t much silver left.

Qian Sangui gave Yixiu two thousand taels in silver notes, and Yixiu also brought twenty-five small pearls just in case. These small pearls could be sold individually for one hundred taels of silver each, but when strung together into a necklace, they were worth much more. Each pearl was white, full, and uniform in size, which was quite rare. Yixiu estimated that at the very least, they could sell for more than four thousand taels of silver.

She didn’t want to use the remaining pearls, as trips to the Cave Sky Pool were few and far between, and the small Jade Pool wouldn’t produce many pearls, which were even rarer than South Sea pearls.

Time flew by in a flurry of busyness. On the twenty-sixth day of February, the Nameless Monk sent a letter. Liang Jinzhao had officially finished his apprenticeship the day before, and he had headed to the provincial capital early this morning. He advised them to get prepared, as they would probably set off around the sixth day of March. When the time came, he would send someone to notify them in advance.

The Nameless Monk also mentioned that Master Beikong and Little Monk Hongji would be traveling to the North.

The younger siblings were thrilled at the news; with the adorable Little Monk joining them, the journey would surely be more joyful.

On the second day of March, Liang Gao, Liang Jinzhao’s boy servant, arrived. The Liang Family had chartered a large boat, which was set to sail from Wen County Port on the sixth of March, and Liang Gao would accompany the Qian siblings on their trip.

Upon learning that Sister Embroidery was going to take a boat to the Capital City, Duo Duo cried until her eyes were red and swollen. In the end, Qian Manchuan, who was going to the provincial capital on business, had to promise to take her there to play, which finally calmed her down.

Regrettably, two days before their departure, Qian Yijin suddenly developed a fever and broke out in a rash. Wu Shi and Cheng Yue were terrified and immediately sent him to the County Baohe Hall. After examining him, Old Master Zhang said, fortunately, it wasn’t smallpox but just hives, which would heal with a few days of medication, but he needed to stay out of the wind.

It seemed that the Capital City trip was out of the question for the little lad. He cried inconsolably, but there was nothing to be done. Yixiu reassured him through the window to watch out for safety on the road, not to talk to strangers, and to beware of bad people who might try to abduct such a pretty girl.

Yixiu told him not to worry, as this time they not only had Young Master Liang’s family with them but also Master Beikong and the Little Monk, and they would be bringing along Monkey Brother and Benben, so the journey would surely be safe.

By the fifth of March, dozens of boxes of Liancourt cosmetics had been delivered to Guiyuan. The top-of-the-line Golden Lotus series, which hadn’t been sold since last year, was all brought here this time. Wooden cases two meters in length, one meter in width, and one meter in height held about twenty boxes. The slightly less premium Golden Lotus series had been gradually moved to the Capital City since the end of the previous year but hadn’t been sold. They were waiting for the opening of the Jinxiu Embroidery Branch.

In the afternoon, Old man Qian and Old woman Qian came to see Yixiu off.

The elderly couple couldn’t understand why, if the embroidery and fragrance grease they were selling were so important, they didn’t let Manchuan and Manhe go to oversee the sales, instead of sending a girl who was not even ten years old to the Capital City.

Old man Qian had already spoken to Qian Sangui about this, but Qian Sangui simply smiled and didn’t give in at all.

Although he was extremely reluctant to let his granddaughter go, he had no choice but to do so. One reason was that their products were too important to involve outsiders, and his old body simply couldn’t handle the long journey. Another reason was that his granddaughter insisted on going, and nothing would change her mind.

This time, not only Huang Hua and Su Sanwu were accompanying her, but also Monkey Brother and Benben. Later, when they heard that they would be traveling on the Liang Family’s big boat and that Master Beikong and Little Master Hongji would be joining, they were completely reassured.

At night, knowing her daughter would travel far, Cheng Yue once again held her daughter and cried, and no matter how much Yixiu tried to comfort her, it was to no avail.

Her mother was like water, her tears so plentiful they soaked half the pillow. All night, she clung to her daughter’s hand, crying until dawn approached before she gradually fell asleep.

As the sky lightened with the pale colors of dawn, Qian Xiaoyu tip-toed into the room and woke Yixiu, who had just fallen asleep not long before.

After breakfast, Yixiu went outside to see many rented ox carts and donkey carts already loaded with belongings and heading east. Yixiu boarded a carriage driven by Liang Gao, accompanied by Zi Zhu, Bai Zhu, Lady Wei, Monkey Brother, and Benben. Master Lu, Master Jin, Huang Hua, and Su Sanwu followed closely behind in an ox cart.

Cheng Yue, dressed in her housedress, stood at the window. She watched the carriage carrying her daughter disappear into the sunrise at the village entrance past the wild fields, her cries turning into sobs.