Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1261 - 160. The hole card becomes invalid_3

Chapter 1261: 160. The hole card becomes invalid_3

Compared to Chen Haigang’s straightforwardness, Lady Jiang was better suited for the current occasion.

She stepped forward with a slight bow, exchanged pleasantries, and then naturally complimented, "The princess truly is naturally beautiful. Our Chen Ji’s Light Mist can only achieve the desired effect when worn by the princess herself."

Her words were clever, not only praising Princess Anle’s nobility and grace but also bringing attention to their newly released Light Mist. Of course, this made many of the ladies present feel inferior, but that was only momentary since the other party was the highly esteemed Princess Anle. Even though they wouldn’t dare admit to being more beautiful than the princess in Light Mist, the thought of competing with her stirred in their hearts.

Lin Yuan’s lips curled into a smile as if she had already witnessed the Light Mist being snatched up by everyone after today.

Princess Anle smiled shyly,

"Madam Chen really knows how to speak. But I must say, the princess looks divine in that coloured gauze."

It was not until this voice spoke up that everyone realized the person following behind Princess Anle was none other than Madam Cheng from the Red Smoke Pavilion, and she was also wearing the distinctive flowing brocade from Chen Ji Cloth Shop.

Everyone knew Princess Anle’s preference for the garments from the Red Smoke Pavilion and even considered Madam Cheng a friend, so it wasn’t surprising to see Madam Cheng here today.

Princess Anle’s presence, along with Madam Cheng’s, truly graced Chen Ji’s threshold with abundant honour.

The crowd was both excited and eager, almost wanting to rush into Chen Ji’s grand hall to buy the beautiful flowing brocade, the sheer Cicada Wing, or the Light Mist that resembled the glow of the dawn.

Watching from across the street as the crowd gathered around Princess Anle and Madam Cheng and entered the shop, Wu Zhengqing’s face turned red and white, his fists clenching and unclenching.

The young servant he had sent to find the Second Prince hesitantly called out a few times, "Second Young Master," before Wu Zhengqing’s thoughts returned. Shaking his head, he said, "Forget it, that man would surely not appear in person to clear his association, and regardless of how high-ranking his emissary, none would have the stature of Princess Anle. Luckily, we still have An’s House’s wine, otherwise..."

He couldn’t finish his sentence as his throat seemed to be blocked by a large stone, leaving him unable to speak.

For after the crowd dissipated, what was revealed were neatly arranged tables, each with a small, exquisitely beautiful bowl placed on top. Each table also held a small jar labeled with the blazing characters "Rice Wine."

Indeed, this rice wine was the sweet rice wine from Liu Limin’s Liu’s Brewery, not only drinkable but also edible, with a sweet taste and a touch of alcohol. It was milder than the spirits from An’s House and better suited for the current gathering, as most of the Cloth Shop’s patrons were women, and few indulged in strong spirits.

Thus, the only card Wu Zhengqing could play was no longer of any use.

In terms of fabrics, Wu Ji couldn’t compete with Chen Ji’s flowing brocade and Cicada Wing Light Mist; in terms of connections and patterns, Wu Ji was even more outclassed. This round, Wu Ji had lost completely.

Lin Wei and Xiao Linshuang had long been swept up with the crowd into the shop, while Lin Yuan and Xia Zheng exchanged glances, seeing a mutual understanding in each other’s eyes.

Everything that happened today certainly was not Chen Haigang’s doing. If one were to think about it, perhaps only Chen Ruochu from the Chen family could manage to do all this.

Just as they suspected, Princess Anle’s attendance was by Madam Cheng’s invitation, and Madam Cheng was brought by Lady Jiang and Chen Leyao. As for the jugglers and rice wine, these were naturally arranged by Chen Ruochu himself, who, with his experience in Zhuma Town, knew a bit about Liu Ji’s situation.

Of course, Lin Yuan also knew that Lin Wei must have had a hand in this; otherwise, how could Xiao Linzi have found Liu Limin?

Observing the twenty pretty young girls in front of her, energetically and passionately promoting the business, Lin Yuan felt somewhat surprised. She had already inferred from their conversations that they were the Chen family’s maids, here today by Lady Jiang’s order.

Lady Jiang was indeed clever, but thinking of this method lacked a certain ingenuity. Clearly, it was also one of Chen Ruochu’s outstanding works.

That Lady Jiang would actually listen to a concubine’s son’s arrangements took Lin Yuan by surprise.