Chapter 395: No need to trouble yourself over me (1)
A Blessed Daughter
Chapter 395: No need to trouble yourself over me (1)
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Then, the back hall fell into silence. It seemed no one had anything more to say.
The excessive quiet made the atmosphere a little awkward—though, of course, Wei Ruo was not among those who felt awkward.
After a while, Wei Yichen found a topic and said to Wei Ruo, “Sister Ruo, your loquat syrup is truly remarkable. I heard from my classmates that it has cured the coughs of quite a few people.”
Wei Ruo responded lightly, “Mm.”
She was not surprised in the least. So long as it was an ordinary cough caused by cold, her loquat syrup could cure or at least ease the symptoms.
But if the cough stemmed from some other, more complicated cause, then the result could not be guaranteed.
And this point was something Wei Ruo had already made clear when selling the syrup.
“You really are remarkable, Sister Ruo. You know so much—if you were a man, I fear even I, as your eldest brother, wouldn't be your match,” Wei Yichen continued.
At this, Wei Yilin interjected, “Even as a woman, Eldest Sister is already amazing. She’s the richest person in our family now—she can buy whatever she wants.”
Looking at Wei Ruo, his expression was somewhat conflicted, hard to say whether it was envy, admiration, or resentment.
Sensing his odd demeanor, Wei Yichen said, “Yilin, that’s because your eldest sister is capable.”
The implication was that he should not harbor improper thoughts—for a man should never covet his sister’s private savings. Even after marriage, that money would be her dowry.
“I know. I was just curious how much Eldest Sister has in her private funds now.”
His eyes fixed intently on Wei Ruo, as if trying to see something hidden in her.
At the mention of this subject, Yun Shi’s expression shifted subtly.
The Wei family knew Wei Ruo had money.
From what they had seen alone, she held at least the hundred taels of gold rewarded by the Seventh Prince, as well as over a hundred taels of silver from the recent sales of her loquat syrup.
Not to mention other rewards and gifts.
But as for exactly how much money she had, neither Yun Shi, Wei Yichen, Wei Qingwan, nor Wei Yilin knew for certain.
By contrast, the finances of the Colonel’s Residence were rather strained, and this year’s New Year was being celebrated on a tight budget.
If it hadn’t been for Wei Mingting’s successive promotions and the rewards he had received, Yun Shi truly wouldn’t have known how to get through this year.
Even so, despite the promotions and rewards, the expenses of such a large household were still enormous. On top of that, with his new rank, the New Year’s gifts Yun Sho had to prepare for the capital could not be shabby, which had cost quite a bit.
Though the Wei family did not exactly approve of Wei Ruo’s way of making money, the piles of silver she held in her hands were undeniably enviable.
Especially for Wei Qingwan. Back when they were still in Xingshan County, she hadn’t felt it so strongly, but after coming to the prefectural city and seeing so many noble young ladies, she had come to realize that her own clothing and daily use items were hardly presentable.
She wanted to purchase herself a more respectable wardrobe, but her purse was pitifully light.
Sensing everyone’s gazes, Wei Ruo slowly set down the teacup in her hand.
“It’s true I’ve saved up quite a bit of private funds. But don’t you already know how much silver I have? Didn’t little brother learn arithmetic when he was studying?”
Among the Six Arts—ritual, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics—arithmetic was taught by the better tutors and academies.
Wei Yilin pouted, “Can’t I just ask? All I know is that you’re rich enough to buy yourself all kinds of delicious food.”
It wasn’t that he especially wanted to eat braised meats—what really weighed on him was how dismissive and unfriendly Wei Qingruo was toward him, leaving him feeling stifled without knowing what to do.
He was rather like a child throwing a tantrum after being denied candy—fully aware he couldn’t win against Wei Ruo, yet still unable to stop himself from grumbling.
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