CHAPTER 102: CHAPTER 90:

"No, it’s for skincare."

Considering Zhao Minghua is a loyal partner, Chun Nuan decided not to hide from him.

"What I’m making is only suitable for women. Changzhou people are willing to spend money, but there really aren’t that many wealthy people."

Chun Nuan smiled and said, "I’m not trying to discourage you, but until you reach the Capital, you don’t realize how minor your official title is, and until you reach the Capital, you don’t know the extent of your wealth."

Zhao Minghua...felt truly heartbroken; indeed, it’s hard to compare.

The Zhao family is not even one of the four major families in Changzhou, let alone in the Capital.

"What I’m making is very expensive; even a small box costs dozens of taels of silver..."

Anything else Zhao Minghua couldn’t hear, only thinking about how much money this would make?

"Can you give me a share to sell?"

"No shares," Chun Nuan said. "You know my elder sister has been isolated in the Capital; silver is her biggest support. I want her to run this exclusive business; only limited and unique items have worthy value."

If similar products appeared in Changzhou, where would those ladies waiting in line to pay their deposits find their sense of superiority?

"They are not buying a mere rouge or powder, but an identity and status."

Zhao Minghua... always thought he was a business genius, believed he could become rich. Ultimately, he realized he was shallow; she was the real hidden expert!

He never thought about this before when doing business.

Ever since the teahouse opened a ladies’ area and also sold exclusive pastries, silver has been flowing in like snow.

Since then, he never envied the business of the teahouse across the street.

Especially in the freezing winter months, when the tea business across the street plummeted, while many ladies came here. It’s no exaggeration to say that if ladies of Changzhou want to meet with their close friends, the first choice is his teahouse.

To earn money, it’s all because Chun Nuan offered a great idea.

At that time, he only knew she mentioned it casually.

Now he realizes she’s really formidable.

"Actually..." Zhao Minghua thought it over and rephrased his words. "I don’t mean to steal your elder sister’s business, what I mean is, we can collaborate; you handle the production of these items, and I take care of sales."

Chun Nuan hinted he might not have understood that it’s unique to the Capital.

"Actually, I can also open a store in the Capital."

Chun Nuan... young calves are not afraid of tigers, speaks of people like him.

The foundation of the Zhao family attempting to establish a store in the Capital is somewhat fanciful.

Moreover, those who truly profit from opening stores in the Capital have backing; relying on his little cleverness without support makes it impossible to succeed.

Whenever business is good and profitable, it incites envy.

"I’m serious, I want to become the richest man in Great Xia."

Chun Nuan nodded to show understanding; of course, partners need encouragement.

"You’re still young now; after years of management, you’ll definitely become the richest man in Great Xia."

Daydreaming in broad daylight isn’t a crime, and giving a compliment doesn’t cost a thing.

"You don’t believe me?"

Chun Nuan... If I say I believe you, you don’t listen; if I say I don’t, it hurts your pride.

"Just wait, I will definitely become the richest man in Great Xia."

"Sure, when the time comes, I can boast to outsiders: I have a friend who is the richest man in Great Xia."

"Hahaha."

Both of them laughed.

One took it seriously, the other took it as a joke.

Ultimately, Zhao Minghua wasn’t able to get any benefits from Chun Nuan, feeling quite regretful.

"By the way, I heard from Qingsheng that your family is building a house in the village; after it’s done, are you planning to move back there?"

"We probably will, but I’ll still lease Old Master Zhang’s yard; it’s more convenient to process medicinal herbs here."

"Exactly, I meant to say that. Really, living in this town is more convenient; we’re not troubled by delivering or picking up medicine." Zhao Minghua said. "Otherwise, you could move to the courtyard next door that belongs to our family instead of leasing Old Master Zhang’s."

"What? You’re saying the courtyard next door is your family’s?"

"It’s part of my mother’s dowry."

So, was Nanny Wu’s feeling that someone across the way was constantly monitoring our courtyard real?

Was he really observing my family?

With such a possibility, Chun Nuan felt uneasy.

"You..."

Wanted to ask, but lacked evidence; besides, looking out from one’s own courtyard hardly seems against any rule.

"What’s the matter, say it, don’t be so hesitant; I’m not used to seeing you like this."