Chapter 134: Like Mr. Zhang

"Xiao Ai, do you think I'm better wearing this dress or this one?" He Zhaoyi picked up the dress and gestured on her body.

One is a slightly simple plain white long skirt. Thick branches are embroidered on the material with dark blue silk thread, and a few plum blossoms are embroidered in full bloom, extending from the hem of the skirt to the chest. Add a light-colored wide belt to tighten the slender waist, which can show your slim figure, elegant and luxurious.

The other one is a pink embroidered brocade dress, combined with a yellow ancient pattern double butterfly cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt, and a wide pearl-white ribbon, it looks like a fairy descending to earth. It is beautiful and elegant, and charming.

"Miss, you look good in any piece of clothing you wear." Xiao Ai said with a good mouth.

"I'm asking you which one looks better."

"I think the lilac long dress just now, combined with blue tulle, is more suitable for your temperament, Miss."

"Then why didn't you say it earlier!"

I've said it a long time ago? I've changed my clothes all day long. Miss, just choose one. Don't torture me anymore. Xiao Ai thought to himself.

"I must wear the most beautiful dress." For some reason, in her heart, she always likes to compete with Liu Ruohan. Although Liu Ruohan is just a few ordinary clothes, she is so extraordinary and jealous when worn.

In short, it is only a few days before Double Ninth Festival. He Zhaoyi has been staying in his elder brother's lakeside courtyard. In name, his salt is also transported here for easy supervision. In fact, it is to see Mr. Zhang who comes with the boat every time, chat with him, talk, and look at his broad back, and feel an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

Born in a wealthy family, she developed the temperament of a lady from a young age, with elegant manners and good knowledge. Although she had an inexplicable favoritism towards Mr. Zhang, she never dared to say it out.

In contrast, Liu Ruohan, who is a jeweller in the small family, is more beautiful than charming, and is more clear than cold. If you like someone, you will take the initiative to show it, so that Zhang Yang knows that she really wants to be with him.

Mr. Zhang agreed that he would come to accompany him on the autumn view of the chrysanthemums during the Double Ninth Festival. He Zhaoyi was looking forward to the arrival of this day.

Now, as the days are getting closer, she feels a sense of unnamed guilty and panic. How should I see him? What clothes should I wear? What should I say to him?

From the bottom of my heart, He Zhaoyi is just a lady from a big family. How could she be willing to tell Zhang Yang all her thoughts? How could she take the initiative to show goodwill? Besides, in this big family, I am afraid that she can't decide on her own marriage. My second brother has been thinking about marrying herself to the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Commissioner, and she would rather die than marry that person.

"Zhaoyi, what are you doing?" With the voice, it was the eldest brother He Zhaoren who came in.

"Brother, this is someone's boudoir. Why did you come in without waiting for their consent?" He Zhaoyi said.

"Oh, my little girl has finally grown up. When you were young, you were gone forever when I was playing with me on my back every day." He Zhaojie said teasingly.

"Brother, you..." He Zhaoyi pretended to be angry.

"Zhaoyi, do you like that Mr. Zhang?" He Zhaoren asked.

The window paper was pierced, and He Zhaoyi's face turned red. "Brother, what are you talking nonsense?"

He Zhaoren has been through the world for a long time, how can he hide his little thoughts from his sister?

"It seems that my vision is pretty good. I observe that Mr. Zhang is definitely not a thing in the pool." He Zhaoren said.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"This will be a sure thing in the future. You are dressing so beautifully, just for that kid?"

"Brother, how can you say that, your sister is naturally beautiful and she doesn't need to dress up, she is very beautiful."

"Zhuyi, have you ever thought about it? Once you two really succeed, will Dad agree?"

He Zhaoren's words suddenly aroused He Zhaoyi's worries. Yes, his biggest obstacle is his family. The He family is one of the largest salt merchants in Yangzhou City. His marriage must be in line with the interests of the family. With the current scenes of a small salt dealer, how many people have sacrificed their interests? For the sake of the family, even if he is loved by his father, he will tend to maintain the interests of the family.

She couldn't help but frowned, and she was worried.

Seeing this, Xiao Ai hurried over and advised him, "Miss, there is also a jade hairpin, which is very beautiful. I'll wear it for you."

"Forget it, go out."

He Zhaoren's words just now were naturally intentional. He Zhaoyi found such a God of Wealth for himself. In a short period of time, his business improved greatly, his profit increased by five times, and he made money, and in the eyes of his father, he also gained status.

But he was not satisfied and it was the eternal pursuit of the merchants. He wanted to turn all his coarse salt into fine salt. However, when he hit a nail in Mr. Zhang, he was unwilling to give up. Fortunately, he found that Mr. Zhang took good care of his sister very much. He ran to sell salt so stupidly, and he would definitely lose. However, with the help of Mr. Zhang, he actually earned his father back thousands of taels of silver, which opened his eyes. Mr. Zhang took care of his sister so much, and his sister was so obsessed with Mr. Zhang. Using this relationship to get greater profits from Mr. Zhang, this is his purpose.

"Zhaoyi, if you want to be with Mr. Zhang, I have a way." He Zhaoren said.

"What method?" He Zhaoyi's eyes were immediately filled with expectation, looking at He Zhaoren. She had thought of many ways, and even elopement with him?

"Think about it, what do we value most when our He family has developed to this day?"

It goes without saying that it is naturally money. My father has been thinking about how to earn more money, but no matter how much money it is, what's the use? My father has been thinking about how to get more salt from the court, how to feed Lianghuai salt transport envoys and officials of all sizes below, but he has not been happy for a few days after seeing him.

"If my father knew that Mr. Zhang was my most important partner in business and he brought more profits to our He family, would you like, father agree?" He Zhaoren pointed He Zhaoyi's ideas here little by little.

"As long as my cooperation with Mr. Zhang is more extensive, for example, if I replace all my 50% of the coarse salt with fine salt, then my profits of these two parts can exceed your second brother, and my father will naturally look at you differently. I will tell my father again that all this is obtained by cooperating with Mr. Zhang. My father knows that Mr. Zhang is a money cow, so he will naturally want more fine salt. In this way, I suggest that our two families get married. Do you think, will your father agree?" He Zhaoren said.

"This..." He Zhaoyi's thoughts were a little confused. The elder brother's words seemed to make sense, and it seemed that there was something special that she couldn't figure out.
Chapter completed!