Not only were there 30 taels of silver, but the medical women were also beginning to enter the vision of Fengjing's prestigious families.
With Gong Prince's Crown Son's wife as a springboard, the medical women who had been training for a long time finally had the opportunity to shine.
The only downside was probably that this springboard did not come honorably, and there was even suspicion of deceit.
Sometimes when Wen Zhiyun thought about it, he felt that he owed Gong Prince's Crown Son quite a bit.
Although Gong Prince's Crown Son was a wastrel and a lecher who deceived his parents above and shamed his wife below, according to Chang Yan he had even done shady business selling offices and titles.
But in the end, it was his brothers who were unrighteous first.
In order to make amends, and also to make the medical women more accepted by the prestigious families, Wen Zhiyun brought Wang Xiaozhu to Gong Prince's mansion in person, not only to relieve the swelling with massage, but also to take her pulse and give her a diagnosis, and grabbed medicine formulas to regulate her body and beauty.
While it would take some time to see the effects of the medicine formulas, the massage had immediate results, tightening her on the spot.
The Crown Son's wife was extremely satisfied, and named Wang Xiaozhu to continue tomorrow.
Wen Zhiyun heaved a sigh of relief, and left Gong Prince's mansion in the moonlight....
In recent days, Jiang Sheng was visibly happier.
Not only because her fourth and fifth brothers had given her a beautiful silver necklace, but also because Jiuzhen Store’s custom orders were growing day by day.
After the Jiang family and two other families ordered custom cakes with their surname on them, when Yao Siqing learned that Jiuzhen Store belonged to Jiang Sheng and her siblings, she generously ordered two servings for her own family as well, and strongly promoted it.
Then, several other prominent families of Fengjing came one after another to order custom cakes too.
The scene she had envisioned earlier seemed to be slowly unfolding. Although the custom surname cakes were not yet all the rage in Fengjing, they were already starting to make a name for themselves.
The Jiang Family.
The custom cakes priced at 1 tael of silver per plate had just entered the Jiang mansion's gates when they were divided into three portions and swiftly delivered to the masters.
One portion for Old Lady Jiang, one for Lady Jiang, and one for Jiang Chenghua.
The unique cakes, with sweet and not cloying lotus seed paste skin, red bean paste filling, lifelike pink lotus patterns printed on top, and a crisp and cold “Jiang” character, soon won over the hearts of the Jiang family masters.
Old Lady Jiang lightly bit into a piece, feeling the combined fragrance of lotus seeds and red beans diffuse in her mouth, and slightly nodded her head, “Cheng Yuan has put in effort.”
“These are custom cakes newly created by Jiuzhen Store. Each family gets unique ones, Young Master specially bought them for you to try,” the attendant flattered his mistress, soliciting credit.
Upon hearing this, Old Lady Jiang, who had briefly sampled the cakes and put them down, paused, and nonchalantly ate several more pieces. “They are quite good, the cakes are unique, suitable for visits and calls.”
The attendant thought he had successfully solicited credit and was extremely proud.
Only Tan Yue understood what was going on. She stepped forward and said, “Old Lady, do you want to order more to send to several in-laws’ families?”
Old Lady Jiang slightly nodded, her expression still cold, only the slightly raised corners of her eyes revealed indistinct pride.
The little girl has come up with such an idea after not paying attention for a few days.
Not bad, really not bad.
She lowered her head and unfolded the envelope rushed from Anshui Prefecture, which recorded Jiang Sheng and her siblings’ experiences over the past three years, quite eventful indeed.
In a few days, the trajectory of Jiang Sheng’s life in the past eight years would also arrive, detailing how she wandered to Anshui Prefecture and became an orphan. Everything would soon be on paper.
At the same time, a carriage stopped at the gates of the Jiang mansion. The frail and delicate Jiang Chenghua drew the curtains and slowly descended supported by her maid Xia Qiao.
Behind her was another carriage, and a beautiful young lady also descended, standing in the neighboring Jiang mansion.
To be precise, this was the same mansion, merely divided into East Wing and West Wing.
Old Lady Jiang and her direct descents lived in the East Wing, while all the illegitimate offspring lived together in the West Wing. Usually they just greeted each other, and everyone led their own lives without interfering.
The only friction was that Third Miss Jiang Chenghua and Fourth Miss Jiang Chengyu did not get along. Usually they competed for attention and attacked each other.
As a legitimate daughter who also had Lady Jiang’s doting, Jiang Chenghua often got the upper hand. Jiang Chengyu was resentful for repeatedly being outdone.
Until Jiang Chenghua’s fake heiress status was exposed.
Jiang Chengyu seemed to have found a loophole and never missed a chance to mock her. “Just a fake, what are you pretending to be a prestigious family’s heiress here? Still don't know what breed your birth parents are!”
Jiang Chenghua’s movement of getting off the carriage paused. Her fingers under her sleeve curled into fists.
“Hey, why haven’t you gotten out of the Jiang family yet?” Jiang Chengyu’s voice grew louder. “Don't you want to find your birth parents anymore? They have lost a daughter too!”
Xia Qiao was frightened and stopped Third Miss. She reminded her that they were at the Jiang mansion gates and not to make a laughingstock of herself.
At this critical moment, the gatekeeper rushed out to report, “Third Miss hurry back, Eldest Young Master sent people to bring cakes, he must be looking for you now!”
Xia Qiao’s eyes lit up. “What cakes did Eldest Young Master send again?”
“They are custom cakes, each one as precious as one tael of silver,” the gatekeeper recalled. “It’s said they are uniquely made by Jiuzhen Store in all of Fengjing, freshly delivered to Third Miss.”
Xia Qiao happily laughed.
Jiang Chenghua’s taut body also relaxed. She looked at Jiang Chengyu in the distance, smiled slightly and said, “Eldest Brother is always this thoughtful and even sent such unique cakes. He has put in effort.”
After speaking, she got up and returned to her residence.
From afar, Jiang Chengyu’s indignant voice could be heard asking, “What about Second Brother? Didn't he buy any for me?”
“Replying Fourth Miss, Second Young Master said they were too expensive and not worth it....”
Jiang Chenghua did not hear the rest, she regained confidence and composure, and walked back to her own courtyard.
The attendant who delivered the cakes was waiting there. Seeing her, he hurriedly presented the cakes.
Unwrapping the layers of oiled paper revealed the gradient lotus pattern inside, as well as the crisp “Jiang” character family emblem, seemingly affirming something, calming the girl’s anxiety.
Jiang Chenghua calmed herself, pinched a piece, gently placed it in her mouth, enjoying the smooth texture and creamy taste, nodding affirmatively.
The attendant was even more delighted, and smoothly solicited credit. “As long as they taste good, Young Master didn't spend money in vain to order this custom cake from Jiuzhen Store three days in advance...”
Jiang Chenghua’s movement of tasting the cake halted.
Xia Qiao gasped. “Jiuzhen Store? These cakes are from Jiuzhen Store?”
“Yes,” the attendant did not understand the issue. “Jiuzhen Store’s new custom cakes are unique in the entire Fengjing, they also have the Jiang family crest, only Jiang family members can order them.”
This should have been a great honor, as well as exclusivity that noble families loved. But why did it have to be Jiuzhen Store?
Xia Qiao gasped again, looking at the now icy Jiang Chenghua. She got up to send the attendant away.
When she came back, the cakes on the table had been smashed on the ground, broken into pieces.
Jiang Chenghua sat upright on the chair, looking calm on the surface. But a tear slowly slid from the corner of her eye.
