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Chapter 113 Xue Wen Opens a Shop Again
Upon hearing this, Ling Huanan glanced at Lin Shu, his face stern, and said firmly, "I have come to congratulate you on entering the court as an official."
Lin Shu: ...
He thought to himself: I'm not even here, and you're saying you're here to offer your congratulations?
Ling Huanan did not expect Lin Shu to respond. After speaking, he left the Lin residence.
After watching him leave, Lin Shu returned to her residence to bathe, and then went straight to Su Mu's courtyard.
Su Mu had already taken Xiao Ansi to rest. Lin Shu tiptoed into the room, looked at the father and daughter on the bed with tenderness in her eyes, and quietly lay down.
Su Mu was a light sleeper, and he woke up somewhat groggily as soon as Lin Shu approached. Feeling warmth on the other side of the bed, he quickly moved the child closer and softly called out:
"Wife master?"
"Hmm. Did I wake you up?" Lin Shu put one arm around Su Mu and said softly.
Su Mu shook his head, then, thinking that Lin Shu might not be able to see it, he said, "No."
"Go to sleep!" Lin Shu gently kissed Su Mu's forehead, patting him lightly as she usually did to An Si.
The two slept nestled together.
The next day, after breakfast, Lin Shu had just gotten up when Xue Wen called her back. She looked hesitant and didn't speak for a long time.
"Father? Has something happened?" Lin Shu was seeing Xue Wen like this for the first time and couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"Hmm! It's nothing serious, it's just... what do you think about Dad opening another shop?" Xue Wen continued, looking conflicted.
“When I first arrived in the capital, I was unfamiliar with the place and the people, and I was afraid of causing trouble, so I didn’t mention it. But as you know, your father is getting old and can’t stay idle!”
Lin Shu had thought it was something serious, but upon hearing this, she breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be nothing more than that. So she said gently, "Of course it's feasible. It was my oversight. Father, you may do whatever you wish to do first."
After saying this, she turned to look at her three husbands: "You are the same."
Xue Wen was clearly delighted and asked, "Now that you are about to enter the court as an official, will my business dealings have any impact on you?"
After all, people belong to the social classes of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants. Xue Wen was deeply afraid that his daughter would be looked down upon, which is why he hesitated so much in the early morning.
"No, Father, you can do it with peace of mind." Lin Shu shook her head, then seemed to think of something and asked:
"Father, have you decided what kind of business to run? Your daughter can help you find a suitable shop."
Upon hearing this, Xue Wen looked slightly bewildered, and then tentatively said, "I haven't thought this through. How about we open a pastry shop like before? It just so happens that Amu's skills are superb, and he can assist from the side."
“That’s not a good idea, Father. In the past, our shop was located in a small town, which gave us an advantage because there was less competition and we had a wide variety of products. But in a bustling place like the capital, I’m afraid it won’t work.”
What Su Mu didn't say was that, not to mention places like Baofangzhai, there was a well-established shop every half mile along the road. How could their new shop compete with them?
After careful consideration, Li Huanzhi nodded in agreement, confirming that the pastry shop was indeed not a good idea.
Song Yun gently patted his stomach and casually said, "If I could make food that no one else has ever seen before, it would definitely be very popular."
Everyone heard his words and pondered them. Suddenly, Lin Shu's voice came:
"Then let's open a restaurant!"
As the others looked over, Lin Shu continued, "Father, you just need to find a good place; I'll take care of what to cook."
After the discussion, Lin Shu wrote down several recipes for hot pot base based on her memory, and then handed them to Su Mu to give to the chefs in the mansion to try, since she only remembered the general idea.
That's right! She intended for Xue Wen to run the hot pot business. Since no one else was involved, Xue Wen would be the one to earn the first pot of gold.
Then they drew up many drawings, all of which were shop decoration plans and iron pot designs. The rest was left to the men in the family to handle.
It is worth mentioning that in the past, I only thought Xue Wen was gentle and mild-mannered, but I did not know that he was so organized in business. He personally negotiated all kinds of purchases in the store, with his husbands occasionally assisting. After a few days, Xue Wen was unusually in high spirits.
While Xue Wen and the others were busy, Lin Shu did not stop either, because time flies by and the day of her taking office arrived in the blink of an eye.
He first went to the Golden Palace to pay homage, and after the court session, he had just arrived at the Hanlin Academy when he was summoned to the Imperial Study by the head maid next to Feng Han.
Inside the Imperial Study, in that familiar place, Lin Shu was given a seat and received a stack of memorials.
Normally, memorials were first screened by Hanlin scholars, who then selected the most important ones to report to the Empress, such as urgent military situations, local rebellions, and major disasters.
Of course, memorials from officials of the fifth rank or above in the capital and officials of the third rank or above stationed outside the capital were submitted directly to the Empress.
So, in the Imperial Study, Lin Shu and Feng Han each focused on their own affairs. When they estimated that it was about time, Lin Shu handed over the selected memorials to the Imperial Aunt to present to Feng Han.
After Lin Shu left, Feng Han flipped through the books one by one. When she got to the last one, she was stunned at first, and then her expression became a little strange. After seeing the name, she cursed inwardly.
Seeing Feng Han's state, the Imperial Aunt couldn't help but wonder what was written in this last memorial. She glanced at it and saw two neat lines of writing on the pristine white document, from right to left:
[Greetings, Your Majesty! I wish to marry the Seventh Prince as a concubine, and I humbly request Your Majesty's permission!]
Feng Han was speechless for a moment. Lin Shu had actually written this matter into a memorial! By the time she came to her senses, she had already marked a big "x" on the memorial.
"Your Majesty! This... what about the Seventh Prince..." Others may not understand Feng Han, but how could she not! His Majesty must have acted faster than he thought, after all, he had just promised the Seventh Prince a few days ago that he would grant his wish.
"Ahem! It's just that he was rejected twice. My son is not so easy to marry." Feng Han looked at the "x" on the memorial and felt a little embarrassed.
This was just Feng Han's way of easing the awkwardness. However, she didn't know that for the next month, she would be troubled by Lin Shu's memorial every day.
Five days later.
"Snapped!"
Feng Han slammed the memorial on the desk, somewhat embarrassed and angry, and said:
"It's not over yet!"
The imperial aunt wanted to laugh but dared not, pinching her thighs tightly, struggling to hold it in. She thought to herself:
Lin Shu was imitating those ministers who wrote spiel-like memorials. The key was that although all the memorials she submitted conveyed the same meaning, they were written differently each time, which drove the Empress, who wanted to ignore her for a few days, crazy.
In this world, apart from the Prince of Dingbei, Lin Shu is probably the first person His Majesty both loves and finds annoying.
"Your Majesty, Lord Lin is so persistent, why don't you just grant his request?" The Imperial Attendant composed herself before speaking.
Feng Han glanced at the memorials on the desk and said with a rare hint of defiance, "No! I want to see how long she can hold out!"
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