Business opportunities are everywhere, and businessmen have always had a very keen sense of smell. When the Zhang family father and son saw unprecedented business opportunities in the water well, Tang Ziqi, who is also a businessman, also saw business opportunities, and even saw them earlier.

Of course, what she saw was not a water pressing well, but a horse.

"Oh, this horse is so big!"

Xiaoping was almost shocked when she looked at the tall horse in the yard, and even her face was scared to death.

"Miss, why is this horse so tall?"

"This is the "Western horse" that my father said in the past. I heard that these horses were ridden by Western knights in the past, and they could carry hundreds of kilograms of iron armor..."

Tang Ziqi said while surrounding these dozen horses of different sizes. She didn't know anything about the "Parbonsen Horse", "Hungry Horse", "Antarot Horse", and "Hungry Rapo Horse", but she ordered people to buy these horses from Western Macau, and some horses even came from Spanish in Luzon.

She really spent a lot of money to buy these horses. Of course, what is even more difficult is to bring the horses from Guangdong to Nanzhili. Along the way, these tall and big horses aroused the interest of many people. If it weren't for the fact that the horse was bought in the name of the royal family, she would have probably been robbed by others.

"Look, our horses are like foals compared to them. Only when the horse is big can it pull more things..."

Although he wanted to stay a few in his heart, Tang Ziqi finally ordered.

"Tang Qi, go back and send these horses to the capital in person."

When Xiaoping heard this, she immediately said in surprise.

"Ah, Miss, you really give it to Mr. Shi."

"It's not a gift, it's a return to him. Besides, he should also need these horses. After all, whether it's a carriage or a fast road, such a good horse is always needed."

Although he said something that he would not owe others favors, Tang Ziqi knew in his heart that he had already owed him many favors in the soap business, and he always had to pay back these favors, and...

"Miss, you are so kind to him, but Mr. Shi doesn't even send a letter. It's really..."

"You're just broken mouth!"

With a curse, Tang Ziqi said lazily.

"Don't talk nonsense, what is so good to him? I'm giving him favor, oh, by the way, I'll take a few bottles of perfume and send it to my cousin. Alas, she went to the capital, and there weren't even individuals. Really, I have to go to the capital, wouldn't it be better to put it in Nanjing..."

"That is, you remember Miss Cousin. Miss Cousin is really a miserable person. She has a beautiful country, but she is facing such a family."

When talking about Miss Cousin, Xiaoping also picked up trouble for her.

"So, if the lady wants to get married in the future, she must choose someone else and must not be like Miss Cousin."

“Marry a man…”

His eyes drooped slightly, and Tang Ziqi sighed.

"If there is no suitable one, I will never marry. I will never accept my fate like my cousin. I will recite scriptures all day long... Can I change my life by reciting those distorted scriptures that I don't know what it means? The fate of this woman..."

With his eyes set in the distance, Tang Ziqi said firmly.

"I always have to fight for it. Why do only men in this world refuse to accept their fate, but women just want to accept that fate?"

Despite her firm expression, Tang Ziqi sighed heavily after saying this. As a woman, she has experienced the pain of being a woman in recent years. Besides, she can say this, what about that miserable distant cousin?

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The room was filled with a faint smell of sandalwood. Although there was a statue of Guanyin in the main hall, the decoration in the side room was the bright boudoir of my daughter's house. A woman in plain clothes looked quietly at the small lake in the garden with her arms around the window. The setting sun outside the window penetrated the hazy gauze and reflected on her face. Her face was covered with tender red in white, and her black and shiny black hair was casually dispersed. Although it was very pure in her eyes, there was a hint of sorrow inside.

Zhang Zixuan looked at Xiaohu like this, and sighed in her mouth for some time.

"Why……"

Another sigh came from her voice. For her, who is active by nature, sitting in the Buddhist temple wither like this is a difficult thing, but now she can no longer go out as usual. Although she wants to go out, no one in this family dares to stop him.

Otherwise, I'd stay home for a few days.

But when she thought about the last time she was urging her mother to go home in the evening, her mood couldn't help but feel sober.

"Don't you know how my daughter has lived in the past few years?"

But...who cares about her feelings?

It’s more important to have nothing to have a reputation as a father!

Even now... even if it is herself, she also feels so.

"Miss, look, this is the fruit that the lady ordered to send to the lady. This is the fruit of Fanbian, which is rare, and is more than the one we ate in Nanjing..."

Listening to Xiao Xing's chirping voice, when she saw her coming in with a fruit basket, she couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the fruit in the fruit basket.

"strawberry!"

The red fruits in the basket are the strawberries she ate at that person’s house? How could there be such fruits at home?

In a puzzled manner, she saw Lingxi who came in with Xiao Xing. She was her mother's confidant maid and asked.

"Where did this fruit come from?"

"When I say to the eldest lady, I heard that it was brought by a guest from my family the day before yesterday. The fruits brought by that man were very rare. When the lady saw it, she specifically ordered the maid to send them to the eldest lady."

Lingxi looked at the haggard appearance of the young lady, and felt distressed, then quickly took out a stack of paper and said softly.

"Miss, this is a banknote from Yulong Bank. Yulong Bank in Beijing can exchange for banknotes for money. The lady said that it would be used for the lady. If it is not enough, the lady would send it to her..."

"It makes my mother worry..."

Zhang Zixuan refused. After all, she had to rely on her parents' family for food and consumption over the years. She had never eaten a grain of rice or a mouthful of water from the Liu family. To her, the Liu family was the Liu family, and she was her. But she looked absent-minded. At this moment, there was only one thing left in her heart - the guest.

Who would that guest be?

This strawberry is the only serving in the Ming Dynasty. It can never be eaten in other places after the farm.

Once again, she thought of the man's words and couldn't help picking up a strawberry and tasted it. Although the sweetness in her mouth was still the same, the clear sorrow in her autumn-like eyes became even stronger...
Chapter completed!