Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 1268 - 162, Additional Makeup Gift_4

Chapter 1268: 162, Additional Makeup Gift_4

Tian Hui also blinked in shock, lifting her head to see Yan Ruchun standing with her hands on her hips, assertively saying, "What use are pearls and jewelry to a woman? A silver note is most practical! Tian Hui, don’t say I didn’t warn you—if you go to your husband’s house without a silver note by your side, you’ll inevitably be looked down upon!"

Everyone was taken aback by Yan Ruchun’s blunt dowry addition, unsure of what to say.

However, Lin Yuan strongly agreed. Tian Hui’s mother-in-law was Princess Anle, and Princess Anle’s character was naturally impeccable. But if she were marrying someone else, that would be a different story. Without silver to support herself, a woman would certainly be despised by her in-laws.

"Wow, actually five thousand taels!" While everyone was still in shock, Tian Xuan had already picked up the stack of silver notes and counted them out clearly—one hundred taels per note, and there were fifty notes altogether. That’s five thousand taels of silver!

Five thousand taels—Su Qiuyu’s pearls probably weren’t even worth that much!

But among those present, besides Yan Ruchun, probably only Lin Yuan could produce that much silver.

Yan Ruchun’s family owned a liquor store, and since the Yan family had only her as their legitimate daughter, and not even a legitimate son, her personal savings must have been considerable. To be able to throw out five thousand taels of silver without blinking showed that this young lady’s personal savings must be much more than that.

People’s view of Yan Ruchun changed, and so did Lin Yuan’s. She was hardly a person—she was clearly a walking little silver vault!

Yet the little silver vault in everyone’s eyes completely ignored them and quietly sat down to crack open sunflower seeds after putting down the silver notes. Yan Ruchun was cold and proud by nature, and her words were harsh, never quite mixing with these rich young ladies; she had always remained isolated.

The atmosphere in the room became awkward again, and suddenly someone noticed Lin Yuan and softly murmured, "Eh, Miss Lin hasn’t given her bridal gift yet, has she?"

The statement, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up a thousand ripples—everyone’s attention shifted onto Lin Yuan.

They were very curious to see what good thing this new villager who had recently come to the capital could bring out.

In terms of wealth, she certainly couldn’t compare with Yan Ruchun. In terms of talent, she couldn’t match Yao Hanai. And in terms of grace, she definitely couldn’t compare with Su Qiuyu, who had an Aunt Empress.

Cheng Yuexiu blinked and smiled, saying, "Hey, the best things are always saved for last, aren’t they? Have you forgotten? Miss Lin is the Third Prince’s sister. The gifts she brings out are naturally something we don’t have, right, Miss Lin?"

Seeing Cheng Yuexiu stirring up trouble as if she wished the world in chaos, Lin Yuan felt amused internally—clearly, the lesson she gave last time wasn’t profound enough, forgetting the pain as soon as the wound healed!

Sensing Cheng Yuexiu’s malice in her words, Tian Hui quickly frowned and interjected, "Yuanyuan is my dear sister, and I personally invited her here; Miss Cheng, please mind your language."

How could everyone not hear such clear protection?

Su Qiuyu was the first to get upset. Before, Tian Hui had always protected her, and look now—she was protecting this little country girl as if she was going to be her future sister-in-law!

"Hui Sister, don’t worry," Lin Yuan appreciated Tian Hui’s protection, but she also knew that without producing substantial goods, these petty-minded women wouldn’t be appeased.

Looking straight at Cheng Yuexiu, Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow and gave a mysterious smile, "While Miss Cheng rarely says anything pleasant, she did, unusually, speak the truth this time."