The Red Chamber: Starting from Saving Xue Baochai

Chapter 104 Baochai is a little drunk

After having dinner together in Tianxiang Tower and seeing Daiyu off, Shen Yuan, Baochai and Ying'er returned to the backyard.

"Ying'er, go prepare some hot water so Sister Xue and I can take a bath."

"what?"

Ying'er was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had misheard. The son-in-law wanted to take a bath with the girl?
This is too.
Baochai was also stunned for a moment, then glanced at the stunned Ying'er with a displeased look, and said with a smile: "Why are you so stunned, little girl? Go and prepare some hot water for Brother Shen first."

The courtyard where the master of the mansion lives is large enough and has more than one room for bathing.

Baochai secretly blamed herself for being shameless. She had thought wrongly at the first moment and thought that Shen Lang wanted to take a bath with her.

Looking at the look in Ying'er's eyes, I guess she's also daydreaming.
"Oh."

Ying'er came back to her senses and responded softly. Just as she was about to go out to prepare, she heard Shen Yuan's clear voice: "Ying'er, just prepare a bucket of water."

Ying'er: “.”

Baochai:"."

So that's what Son-in-law/Shen Lang meant!
"Brother Shen Shen, what should I do?"

How could she bathe with Shen Lang? Even though they were already husband and wife, this was too much.
"It's okay. You and I are husband and wife. There's no need to be too fussy about details. Today I'll rub my sister's back."

As newlyweds, their love was strong, and Shen Yuan felt that being more intimate would help enhance their relationship.

There is nothing wrong with a couple being honest with each other behind closed doors.

Baochai was shy for a moment, she lowered her eyes slightly, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

Ying'er's head was buzzing. She thought about it for a while and her face turned red. Seeing that her girl didn't say anything, she trotted out to prepare.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the bathtub behind the screen in the side room was already filled with steam.

With a rustling sound, Baochai, helped by Ying'er, took off her skirt, revealing her plump skin as white as jade and mutton fat. She stepped on the wooden stool with her round and straight white legs and stepped into the bathtub. Her soft and delicate body sank into the water, creating layers of ripples.

From beginning to end, the beauty covered her body with her hands. Her movements were gentle, her almond-shaped eyes were shy, and she was gentle and beautiful.

At this time, Baochai was squatting in the tub with her arms folded. Although she was holding her breath, she could not hide her nervousness, and the rise and fall of her chest caused ripples of water.

Shen Yuan looked at his wife's lovely back, shook his head and smiled, then under Ying'er's surprised eyes, he took off his clothes, grabbed the towel with one hand, and got into the steaming hot bathtub.

At this time, Ying'er stood not far from the bathtub, her face red, speechless, not knowing whether she should quietly leave.
"Sister, let me rub your back."

It is an extremely romantic thing for a husband to get up early to draw his wife's eyebrows and bathe her in the evening, apart from other distractions.

Baochai felt the young man's gentle gesture and her body trembled slightly. Her heart was as warm as the water in the bathtub.

"Sister, what do you think about the two-sided mirror today?" Shen Yuan asked to ease his wife's tension.

"I'm fine. That was the prize for the pot-tossing game. It should have been won by my third sister."

Baochai obviously misunderstood Shen Yuan's meaning and thought that the young man felt guilty for not being able to give her the mirror.

Shen Yuan shook his head and said, "Sister, you misunderstood. I can indeed make a lot of mirrors. You will get one tomorrow."

After a pause, he continued, "I mean, what do you think if I take those mirrors to a shop and sell them?"

Baochai listened and hummed twice. Before she knew it, the young man's hands, rubbing the towel, had come around to her.

"Selling mirrors?" The beauty shuddered, as if she was a little surprised, and asked in an unsteady voice, "Shen Lang is planning to do business?"

Shen Yuan nodded, pointed with his fingertips, and said, "Although I have some savings, there are still many people in the mansion. I can't just sit there and wait for the savings to run out. I should also try to make some income."

At first, the Ningguo Mansion owned dozens of shops and several farms, but it still could not make ends meet.

Although the Shen family doesn't have so many people to support now, and Shen Yuan is not as extravagant as Jia Zhen and his son, they still can't have no income at all.

Moreover, Shen Yuan planned to do business not only to cover the expenses of the Shen Mansion, he also had longer-term plans.

Hearing this, Baochai's eyes sparkled with a gleam, and she asked softly, "I wonder how much it cost to make that mirror of Mr. Shen?"

"About one tael of silver."

Shen Yuan only made a rough estimate. The cost of raw materials for making mirrors was not high, but the current production efficiency was relatively low. Taking into account the scrap rate and the monthly wages of craftsmen, it was less than one or two taels of silver. When the efficiency was improved in the future and an assembly line was formed, the cost would definitely be greatly reduced.

Baochai felt like she was being kneaded, and she could not help but look back at her husband with a shy look, but her heart was still a little excited, and she said softly, "I thought such a rare thing would be very expensive, but I never thought it would be so cheap."

"low?"

Shen Yuan originally thought that the cost of one tael of silver was still a bit high. You have to know that the monthly allowance for the ladies of the Duke's Mansion, such as Daiyu and Tanchun, is only two taels of silver. "One tael of silver may be expensive for ordinary people, but the double-sided mirror is an extremely rare item. Even if it is sold at twenty taels, even the middle-class wealthy families are very willing to buy it." Baochai explained, with a slight tremor in her excited tone.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yuan paused his hands while bathing. He did not doubt Baochai's words.

His understanding of the wealthy people in the Zhou Dynasty was far less than that of his wife Baochai.

Baochai was born and raised in a royal merchant family, and is originally a member of the wealthy class. Although Shen Yuan has known some rich people since he traveled through time, he has never really understood this class. He has no idea how many rich people there are in Shenjing, how much wealth these people have, or what their spending power is.

"Sister, you can come up with a selling price in the blink of an eye." Shen Yuan gently embraced Baochai, leaned the beauty against his chest, and whispered softly in her ear, "My wife is indeed an expert in official career and economy."

Baochai was stunned by Shen Yuan's sudden action. When she heard the young man's words, her jade-like face suddenly turned red, extending to her earlobes and neck.

"Shen Lang, I..."

In Baochai's mind, as a girl, she is devoted to her career, and other people's impression of her will not be very good, so she wants to explain.

However, Shen Yuan interrupted her and said, "You and I are already husband and wife. Sister, you should know that I never take those meaningless so-called ethics and customs to heart."

"If my sister is interested in these careers, I will definitely support her as much as I can. This way, she won't be too bored on weekdays."

"A good wind can help you soar into the sky. Why can't I be that wind?"

When Baochai listened, she was surprised at first, and then she was just moved.

Shen Lang not only loves her, but also understands her.

She has been well-educated and sensible since she was young, and has indeed developed a smart mind. She also has aspirations for a career in politics and economics, and is willing to achieve a career as a woman that no man can achieve.

But besides this, didn't she also want to be able to truly help her husband?
Having said this, Baochai only had one concern left.

The beauty raised her head, looked up at her husband from behind, and whispered softly, "But, as Mr. Shen's wife, it's not good for me to show up in public all the time."

Shen Yuan looked down at Baochai's charming appearance, smiled, stretched out his hand and gently scratched her delicate nose, and said softly: "How difficult is this? Just hire a few female managers who suit your taste. Sister will be in charge of the planning behind the scenes, so you don't need to worry about every detail."

It is indeed not appropriate for Baochai to show up in public, but there is a shopkeeper under the boss.

In this world, not all women are like the girls in the Jia family, who never go out of the house. In most ordinary families, women also need to work hard to make a living.

Farm wives or female workers are not uncommon in the Great Zhou. Although there are fewer smart and capable female shopkeepers, they are not impossible to hire. He can ask Gao Yue later, or write a recruitment notice in the tabloid of Hanmo Zhai.

After the last obstacle was removed, Baochai felt relieved. Her watery almond eyes seemed to be full of ripples. The look she gave Shen Yuan was full of happiness and a hint of stubbornness. She would definitely manage things well in the future and become a helper to her husband.

Shen Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at Baochai's autumn almond eyes, as if he could see through his wife's thoughts. He leaned over and gently kissed her cherry-red soft lips, slowly moved his body under the water, sat closer, and said in a gentle voice: "With a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

Then he bit the beautiful woman's pink earlobe, exhaled the hot breath, and whispered: "Sister, such a good wife, your husband should reward her well."

Baochai noticed something strange about the young man behind her, and her heart trembled.

It's still in the bathtub.
While her thoughts were in a mess, she felt a big hand gently patting her soft buttocks under the water, and she understood what the boy was thinking.

After hesitating for a moment, Baochai stood up and grabbed the edge of the bathtub with her delicate hands.

Biting her red lips gently, she waited quietly.

Shen Yuan slowly stood up, gently stroked the white round cheeks, and asked in a clear voice: "Since you have decided to do business, then set up a business. Can you give it a name, sister?"

Puff.

The girl snorted softly, turning her unclear thoughts. After a little consideration, she asked in a trembling voice, "How about naming the store 'Yuanbao'?"

"Yuanbao Company?" Shen Yuan moved, chewing on the name, clapping his hands rhythmically, and suddenly shook his head, muttering: "Yuanbao. Yuanbao, it's a good name, but it may be attacked by people with ulterior motives. It's better to call it Baoyuan Company, the Yuan of vitality."

Baochai heard this, her mind seemed to be shocked, and she said in a trembling voice: "How can I do this?"

Originally, the business name was taken from one character of the husband and wife's names, with the husband in front and the wife in the back, which is very meaningful.

Now Shen Yuan has changed it so that the wife is in front and the husband is behind. Isn't this reversing the Tiangang?

Shen Yuan paused and said soothingly, "What's the harm? It's just a name. Besides, the business will need your sister to take care of it in the future."

With that, the water in the tub began to surge again, the swollen waves furiously crashing against the edge of the tub, as if about to roll out, the sound of raging waves hitting the shore lasting for a long time.

Baochai was already a little tipsy, and feeling the boy's excitement, she groaned in a daze, as a response.

At this moment, Ying'er, the maid, who was standing beside the screen not far away, was quietly listening to the serious conversation between the son-in-law and the girl. Her pretty oval face was already as rosy as a cloud.

The scene in front of her continued to shock the girl's mind. She couldn't help but squeeze her straight legs together and tighten them. Perhaps because she had been standing for too long, she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
(End of this chapter)