Flipping through a few pages, Gu Beichen's face instantly changed: "Your bowl of tea costs three taels of silver, is the tea made of gold? Why don't you just rob people."
"Your tea is the finest Snow Mountain Maojian, naturally it is precious. One liang of tea is ten liang of gold. Charging you three taels of silver is already a small amount."
"This is clearly you fabricating it. This prince has the right to suspect you of defamation." Gu Beichen refused to admit it and was about to tear up the ledger, thinking that without the ledger, Feng Jin wouldn't be able to blame him for anything.
"Tear it up if you want. I have other ledgers, and I've recorded everything you've used."
Seizing the moment Gu Beichen was stunned, Feng Jin snatched the ledger, handed it to Cai Qing, and said, "Let's go."
Leaving Gu Beichen alone, fuming, he turned his anger towards Ling Mohan and said angrily, "Aren't you going to do anything about it!"
Ling Mohan put on a helpless expression: "Everything I eat and use now is purchased with Feng Jin's money."
He who eats from others' hands is bound by their will. He was powerless.
"You good-for-nothing." Gu Beichen pointed at Ling Mohan and said.
Ling Muzhu tried to minimize his presence. He initially thought Feng Jin was harsh on him, but compared to others, she was actually quite benevolent, at least she didn't make him pay. That was already a good thing.
He should just eat his fill first and not worry about other matters.
"All you know is how to eat. You don't even know when you're being sold!"
Gu Beichen, full of anger, patted Ling Muzhu's head and said impatiently.
"You charge money for your meals, and I don't have to pay. Don't take your anger out on me!"
Ling Muzhu grumbled discontentedly. To bully someone like this, it was no wonder Feng Jin didn't like him. He deserved it.
At this moment, Ling Muzhu had long forgotten that he himself was once disliked.
"Good, you brat, you've grown brave enough to talk back to me now. Did Feng Jin teach you this!"
Gu Beichen grabbed Ling Muzhu's ear and began to lecture him.
"No wonder your sister-in-law dislikes you. It's all your own doing. You deserve it." Ling Muzhu broke free from Gu Beichen's grasp, rubbing his sore ear. It was all deserved.
"You brat!" Gu Beichen feigned a move to hit him, and Ling Muzhu vanished in an instant.
...
Ling Wan held a hairpin and moved it back and forth near Yun Niang's temples, finding a suitable position to place it.
"Yun Niang, do you think it looks good like this?"
Yun Niang looked at herself in the mirror, a joyous smile blooming on her lips: "It looks beautiful."
"It is indeed beautiful. Yun Niang, your temperament is serene. Wearing a lotus hairpin truly gives you an ethereal and transcendent feeling."
Feng Jin walked into the room and checked Yun Niang's condition: "Your recovery is going well. With another two days of ointment application, the scars will be completely removed."
"This is all thanks to the efficacy of Madam's medicine. Thanks to Madam, Yun Niang has been given another life."
"What you're saying is, I've been taking care of you all day, don't I have any credit?" Ling Wan said sourly.
Yun Niang smiled faintly and took Ling Wan's hand: "Of course you have credit. If Miss Ling hadn't worked so hard to take care of me these past few days, my face wouldn't have recovered so quickly."
"That's right. You must remember that I also have credit."
"Alright, stop arguing. You have the most credit," Feng Jin interrupted them.
"Tomorrow the clinic opens, and I will be relying entirely on you, Yun Niang, as a living advertisement. Ling Wan, you must help Yun Niang get dressed up beautifully tomorrow. As beautiful as possible."
Only with a greater contrast can greater sensation be caused.
Once her reputation is established, her clinic will surely be booming.
"Yes, Sister-in-law. Please entrust Yun Niang to me."
"Madam has shown Yun Niang great kindness. Yun Niang has nothing to repay you with, only to ask if Madam would allow me to stay by your side to serve you and repay your kindness."
Yun Niang had considered this matter for a long time before deciding.
"Yun Niang, I don't need anyone to take care of me. You are still so young and have a bright future. It would be much better for you to go home, find someone to marry, rather than serving by my side."
Feng Jin reached out and helped Yun Niang up. She had no intention of seeking repayment from Yun Niang when she treated her face.
Feng Jin really couldn't bring herself to ask a young lady to stay and serve her. She felt it was a bit unethical.
"Madam, please let me stay. Yun Niang has suffered the disdain and bullying of the world, and is alone. Only Madam has treated me with genuine kindness. Please give me a place to stay."
"This..." Feng Jin was suddenly in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.
Ling Wan stepped forward, pulled Feng Jin aside, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, Yun Niang's parents died early. She only lived with her grandmother, and her grandmother passed away a few days ago. She is all alone. Why don't you let Yun Niang stay?"
Feng Jin's heart was touched. She hadn't realized Yun Niang had such a pitiful background.
Life is full of hardships. Living in this world is suffering.
"Yun Niang, please get up first." Feng Jin paused and said, "Your family background is clear. It's not appropriate for you to stay in the manor to do some service work. The clinic is opening soon, why don't you go to the clinic and do some work there? I'll pay you three taels of silver a month, and cover your food and accommodation. What do you think?"
This was the only win-win solution Feng Jin could think of.
"I'm willing. Thank you, Madam, for taking me in."
"As long as you agree. You should rest well tonight and go to the clinic tomorrow."
Feng Jin gave a few instructions and then left.
...
The next day, Feng Jin woke up early, tidied herself up, and changed into simple clothes.
"You're going out?" Ling Mohan mumbled sleepily.
"Today the clinic opens, and there will surely be many patients. We should go and wait there." Feng Jin packed her acupuncture needles into a box and handed it to Cai Qing.
Before leaving, Feng Jin checked her reflection in the mirror, ensuring her makeup was flawless before getting up to leave. As she reached the doorway, Ling Mohan said in a deep voice, "I'll come to the clinic to see you after I'm done with my work."
"Okay..." Feng Jin answered without looking back and walked straight ahead.
News of the clinic's opening today had already spread.
With three consecutive days of free medical consultations and half-price medicine, the entrance to the clinic was already crowded.
Feng Jin and her entourage entered through the back door.
"Young Madam, there are so many people outside." Cai Qing had never seen a clinic opening with so many people.
"The initial publicity was strong, which is why there are so many people today. Arrange all these Qingfeng Yulu Gao well. They will be in short supply soon."
Feng Jin beckoned to the others and they began to work.
"Ling Muzhu, you go out later and distribute these flyers." Feng Jin handed a large stack of papers filled with promotional slogans to Ling Muzhu. She had paid someone to write them in advance.
"How am I supposed to distribute these?" Ling Muzhu looked troubled. Did he really have to go out on the street and shout? He couldn't bring himself to do it!
"Distribute them by hand. Give them directly to people you see, and explain what the clinic is for."