Old Mrs. Zhao and Danrong were wandering outside until almost noon before returning.

If she didn't see Qiuyue, Old Mrs. Zhao naturally wanted to ask Gillian.

When Mrs. Zhao learned that Qiuyue had actually taken Cui Niang to sell things by the river, Old Mrs. Zhao was very angry and was about to go to the river to call Qiuyue back in person. Guo Xing and Qiuyue actually appeared in front of the Zhao family. Qiuyue saw Mrs. Zhao's joyful look condensed, and Guo Xing was still red. When she met Mrs. Zhao's dissatisfied eyes, Guo Xing put down the shoulder pole on her shoulder and shook her hugged her!

The baskets on both sides of the shoulder pole were empty and there was nothing!

What does this mean? It means that all the goods picked out today have been sold out!

Old Mrs. Zhao, Gillian, and even Danrong were shocked!

Guo Xing walked up to Ajiao with the money box, and handed it to Ajiao, while excitedly explaining what was going on. In short, Qiuyue was very good at talking. There were not many pedestrians on the street, but there were quite a few young ladies who were swimming in the river. At first, Qiuyue just stood in the shed to test the call for guests, but later Qiuyue simply put a basket on a rouge embroidery work and sat in the shade of the tree by the river, so that the young ladies on the boat would not have to go ashore and could choose things.

Of course, because the business was not good recently, Guo Xing did not bring too much goods and sold it short in just one morning.

But Gillian remembers it very clearly. Today, Guo Xing brought a total of eighteen boxes of rouge out, and Qiuyue sold it in half a day?

Gillian looked at Qiuyue with the look of looking at the God of Wealth.

Qiuyue explained softly: "It's also good luck today. When they met two big-handed young masters, they sold twelve boxes on one order, but this kind of luck is not something that comes with every day. Don't expect too much, little lady."

Gillian had already had a blow to dreaming. When Qiuyue reminded her, Gillian quickly extinguished the dream seedlings that had appeared in her head, "selling eighteen boxes in half a day, selling thirty-six boxes a day, and selling more than 800 boxes of rouge in a month." But even if this big order was removed, Qiuyue helped her sell six boxes in the morning. The month when Cui Niang and her brother and sister had the best business, they had never sold so many!

Who can't like this autumn moon?

Gillian likes it, and Old Mrs. Zhao also likes it.

Seeing that the old lady Zhao's attitude towards Qiuyue suddenly became warm, Danrong hooked her fingers and suddenly smiled at Qiuyue, "Sister is so humble. You are so beautiful. Those young men who travel to the lake can't move when they see you. You can't buy as many boxes as you ask them to buy. Don't worry, as long as you dress up beautifully, you can sell more in the future."

He Zhaofeng found Danrong and Qiuyue's two daughters one after another. He told people around him not to mention the original identities of the two daughters. Even Qiuyue and Danrong didn't know what they had done, but they were all in the romantic scene, and the two daughters could guess seven or eight points.

Danrong's words seemed to be praising Qiuyue, but in fact they were implying that Old Mrs. Zhao was making money by relying on her looks.

Old Mrs. Zhao heard it, and Gillian also heard it.

Gillian lowered her head.

Qiuyue may be the sister of the official. This time it was Qiuyue who kindly helped her. How could she expect Qiuyue to sell rouge every day?

Old Mrs. Zhao’s ideas are much more complicated. She likes money. If Qiuyue gives her all the money she earns, even if Qiuyue is her biological granddaughter, Old Mrs. Zhao will ask Qiuyue to continue selling. At worst, she can accompany her granddaughter with her elders. Let’s see which tongue-in-law dares to say the gossip of her granddaughter!

The problem is that Qiuyue gave all the big money she earned. Even if Qiuyue could earn ten taels a month, Old Mrs. Zhao could only get one tael of silver. For this tael of silver, she asked her granddaughter to show up in public, and let the neighbors point at her back and talk. Old Mrs. Zhao felt that it was not worth it.

After reacting, Mrs. Zhao scolded Jiao and Qiuyue separately, and did not allow Qiuyue to go out again in the afternoon. Cui Niang felt uncomfortable, so she asked Guo Xing to sell the goods by herself.

Qiuyue lost the limelight and did not have the means to please the Zhao family, Danrong was satisfied.

Qiuyue returned to her usual silence.

In the evening, Zhao Yanping came back, and after changing his clothes, the whole family sat together for dinner. Old Mrs. Zhao and Ajiao didn't dare to mention that. Danrong smiled and told him goodbye: "Brother, Cui Niang was uncomfortable in the morning. Qiuyue proposed to help Cui Niang sell things, because my grandmother and I were not at home, and my sister-in-law agreed. Qiuyue was really amazing. She sold twenty boxes of rouge in the morning, and made a lot of money for her sister-in-law."

As soon as this was said, all five people stopped their movements in the dining table.

Gillian put down the bowl and looked at the official in panic.

Old Mrs. Zhao was just afraid that her grandson would get angry and she would feel bad, while Danrong was waiting leisurely to watch the fun.

Zhao Yanping glanced at Ah Gillian, whose face was as white as paper, and then looked at Qiu Yue, who was also nervous.

Zhao Yanping is the real head of the family. Old Mrs. Zhao is afraid of him, and Qiuyue is even more afraid, but she still clarified: "Official, I insisted on going, it has nothing to do with the little lady. She was busy taking care of Cui Niang at that time. I begged her several times, but she let me go out."

Zhao Yanping lowered his eyes and said while picking up food: "Well, don't go there in the future. If you think your family is bored, I will take you out for a walk when I go on vacation."

He decided this matter for Qiuyue on a whim, and there was no intention of exploring it in depth.

Old Mrs. Zhao thought to herself, my grandson has a good temper today.

Gillian was half relieved, but she was still worried that the official would just pity her sister and would train her alone tonight.

Qiuyue was eating silently.

Zhao Yanping finished the meal first, and he was about to go back to the house. Qiu Yue suddenly said, "Wait, I have something to say."

Zhao Yanping looked at her in confusion and sat back.

Old Mrs. Zhao said strangely: "What do you want to say?"

Qiuyue waited for Cui Niang to pack up the table and left the bench. She suddenly knelt down in the direction of Old Lady Zhao and Zhao Yanping. As soon as she spoke, two clear tears rolled down along her fair face: "Old lady, official, I have not forgotten what happened when I was a child. My surname was Yang, and I am not from the Mansion City. I really forgot where it was, but I didn't forget it. It was my father and stepmother who sold me to Zhang Guaizi. The family was poor. The stepmother gave birth to three sons for my father. They wanted to raise their son, so they sold me cruelly."

Old Mrs. Zhao was shocked and a little angry: "Since you know your surname is Yang, why do you pretend to be my granddaughter?"

Zhao Yanping didn't ask anything, just looked at Qiuyue.

Qiuyue wiped her tears and lowered her head and said, "Officials, the old lady knows what I used to do. They raise me as a dog. They eat and drink when they like it. When they don't like it, they beat and scold me at all. When they get angry outside, they use me as a punching bag. It's all light to beat me. I can't stand it anymore, so I admit it if I don't have a way to go. Later, Mr. He misunderstood that I might be a girl from the Zhao family. When I saw the opportunity, I lied that I had forgotten what I was when I was a child."

"I didn't want to deceive you all the time. I just don't want to be sold to such places or those who don't regard me as human beings. The little lady is doing business. I want to help again and again, just to prove that even if I am not Miss Zhao, I will be useful for you to keep me. I am willing to be a maid for you. I don't want wages, I just want the old lady, the official, and the little lady to take me in, give me a bite of food, and stop selling me again."

Qiuyue just wants to live decently like an individual.

When Mr. He was discovered, Qiuyue didn't know what kind of family the Zhao family would be, but no matter how bad it was, it would be worse than being a singer. So she followed Mr. He to the Zhao family. She silently observed Mrs. Zhao, the official, and the young lady, and found that this was a pure and kind family. Mrs. Zhao was an ordinary old lady. The official was upright, responsible, and not lustful. The young lady was even more gentle and friendly. Qiuyue knew that she had to find a way to stay in the Zhao family in order to get the stability of the rest of her life.

How to stay?

It's nothing more than pretending to be a sister, climbing into bed and being a concubine or selling herself as a slave.

Qiuyue didn't want to pretend to be Miss Zhao to deceive the grandparents and grandchildren, and she didn't want to do that. She seduced the official and then made things difficult for the little lady who treated her kindly. Although being a maid is a humble family, the Zhao family is kind to the servants. Seeing Guo Xing and Cui Niang talked and laughed every day, Qiuyue firmly decided on the road of being a maid.

Today she proved that she was useful and could tell the truth.

"I would like to be the maid of the Zhao family, begging the old lady, official, and young lady to take it in." Qiuyue bent down and kowtowed and begged.

Zhao Yanping winked at Gillian.

Ajiao quickly helped Qiuyue up.

Old Mrs. Zhao was smart again at this time. Qiuyue was not her granddaughter. Just like the words of those outside envy her, she had another big maid in her hand, and she was also a big maid who could make money by using several streets than Cui Niang! She would be gossiped about her granddaughter if she made her face in public. It was natural for her to call her maid!

The shed belongs to Gillian, and Gillian can only sell Yanzhi, but she can ask Gillian for half of the commission. Gillian doesn’t agree, so don’t use Qiuyue!

"Okay, okay, get up quickly, we will accept you as a maid." Old Mrs. Zhao said lovingly, and blinked at her grandson.

Zhao Yanping said expressionlessly: "No, since you are not Xiangyun, I must send you to Mr. He. Mr. He is loyal to help me find my sister, but I can't let him spend a waste of money to redeem himself, otherwise I will owe him."

The autumn moon is like falling into an ice cave.

Gillian hoped that Qiuyue would stay the most. First, she needed Qiuyue to help her make money, and second, she was also sympathizing with Qiuyue. But the official did not want to owe He Erye too much favors, which made sense. Gillian was a concubine, so she was not qualified to say anything more.

Old Mrs. Zhao was anxious and stared at her grandson and said, "Mr. He Ershi, a family of rich people, will he give you the money to redeem yourself? When he left, he agreed that he would give you the only one. Why are you stubborn?"

Zhao Yanping said with a cold face: "It is the He family's business of the He family. I don't want to owe him. My grandmother really wants to take Qiuyue as her maid, so she gives the redemption money to Mr. He. You spent money to buy Qiuyue, and Qiuyue is your maid, which is legitimate."

Old Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth and asked Qiuyue: "How much did the second master spend to redeem you?"

At this time, Mrs. Zhao thought that she could buy a maid from Renya for four or five taels. She was as beautiful as Jiao and Qiuyue, and she was only ten taels at the top.

Qiuyue was already desperate. When she heard the old lady Zhao ask for the price, she held the last glimmer of hope and said, "The second master didn't tell me, but I spent fifty taels when I went to the master's house to buy me, and I also gave me a favor."

Fifty taels?

Old Mrs. Zhao's eyes were almost glaring, but Danrong, who had been listening silently, was not surprised. Qiuyue was probably a thin horse. What was better than singing songs was her ability in bed. Qiuyue was older, otherwise her value would only be higher.

Danrong saved two hundred taels of silver notes and various jewelry. She really wanted to respect Mrs. Zhao, so she could give out the money. But why did she use the private housing she had saved for hard to subsidize Mrs. Zhao? It was not a real grandmother. If the identity was exposed one day and the Zhao family ignored her, wouldn’t she spend money in vain? What’s more, Danrong wanted to be the official’s concubine, and leaving a thin horse at home was too threatening.

Danrong continued to pretend to be mute.

Old Mrs. Zhao didn't want to spend money and wanted people, so she had to continue to persuade Zhao Yanping.

Zhao Yanping didn't get in and was sure that Mrs. Zhao would not buy Qiuyue. Zhao Yanping stood up and said, "No need to say, Qiuyue, you can squeeze with Cuiniang tonight. I will ask someone to take you to the city tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Zhao Yanping went to the east room with a calm face.

Qiuyue cried for a long time, and she had enough cry. She went to the west room to clean up some of her own burdens and went to the downtown room to find Cui Niang.

Gillian didn't say anything, but she felt uncomfortable. She lay in the tent, thinking about her own business, and thinking about the miserable situation that Qiuyue might have in the future.

Gillian suddenly sat up and picked up the gauze tent to look at the man who was hitting the floor: "Official, can I buy Qiuyue? I will redeem the money for her to give to the second master."

Zhao Yan said lightly: "You have fifty taels?"

Gillian bit her lip and said, "If you don't use the ten taels my wife gave me, I can take out twenty-five taels now. I will give half of them first, and then pay back the remaining half slowly."

Zhao Yanping looked out the window: "You are kind-hearted."

Gillian lowered her head and whispered: "It's not that she is kind-hearted, she will recruit business. Otherwise, no matter how much I sympathize with her, I will not be willing to spend fifty taels for her."

She herself is a half-clay Bodhisattva, so how can she have the extra energy to protect others?

Gillian made some calculations in her mind. If Qiuyue could sell two hundred boxes of rouge for her in a month, including needlework, Gillian could earn back the fifty taels in a year. What she earned in the future would be a pure investment.

She didn't take out all the money in one go. The jewelry left by her mother and the little golden Buddha given to her by her uncle were all guaranteed.

Zhao Yanping was silent for a moment and said, "Don't let the old lady know that you have so much money in your hand. Tomorrow morning, you give me ten taels and write the IOU first, and Qiuyue will be your maid from now on."

The official agreed!

Gillian jumped out of bed happily, put on her shoes and said, "Then I'll talk to Qiuyue first, so that she won't be able to sleep tonight."

Zhao Yanping listened to her running out in a hurry, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

However, she gave him the money, and where did he hide it for her to keep it?

It would be too obvious if he really sent to the city. If Danrong was not a sister, he would not be able to ask He Zhaofeng to help find someone in the future.
Chapter completed!