Spring flowers.

Chapter 30 Bonus 10%

Wei Yishang slammed the honeydew melon hard against the ground. The tip of the honeydew melon cracked, but it stood firmly upright.

She cheated!

The local gentry pointed at Wei Yishang and said.

The elder was somewhat surprised by what he saw.

For a woman to act in this way, she is clearly both brave and resourceful.

"You..." The elder was at a loss for words.

“Old man, I don’t know you, and I know that none of you here know me either. My uncle just said that I have a project I’d like to ask you all about, but this gentleman expressed disbelief, simply because I’m a young woman. I want to use this competition to show that although I am a young woman, I have things I want to do, and I have my own methods.”

Wei Yishang's words gave everyone present pause for thought.

Without destruction, there can be no construction; some things require breakthroughs in order to make progress.

Tell me about your project...

Wei Yishang's excellent presentation drew attention from everyone present. However, very few people were willing to invest.

It's not a problem with the content of her project, but rather with her positioning.

"Making clothes affordable for the poor??? The poor are all working hard, where do they have time to go shopping? Besides, how can good fabrics be offered at such low prices?"

“We can make a pattern first, then mass-produce it. With the help of some rural women, it’s possible.”

People around them still felt that the positioning was too unusual and were unwilling to invest.

The elder suddenly stood up, looked at Wei Yishang, and said firmly, "I will offer fifty thousand taels."

Fifty thousand taels is 2.5 times the twenty thousand taels that Wei Yishang mentioned.

"Ten percent of the profits will be distributed."

Wei Yishang's words caused everyone present to freeze again.

"Such a huge investment, and the dividends are only 10%?! What kind of nonsense is this?!"

Wei Yishang remained undisturbed by others. She calculated in her mind that, at this rate, the elder would recoup his investment within a year. A 10% annual return would be enough for him to invest in many more projects.

Everything depends on whether he's willing or not.

The elder smiled after hearing this.

"Girl, you're testing my judgment."

"I don't want all the profits; it's already enough to support me."

"One should not be too greedy..."

At this moment, another local gentry appeared.

"Young lady, did you just mention using the strength of village women?"

"That's right, yes."

"But will they be provided with stable employment?"

“If you do things steadily, everything will naturally be stable.” After saying this, Wei Yishang saw that the local gentry directly had his servants bring up 100,000 taels of silver notes.

"A 20% profit share, let's draft the articles of association and write the contract now, are you willing?"

Wei Yishang paused for a moment, then said, "Okay..."

After saying that, Wei Yishang looked at Zhang Juren. She realized her handwriting was terrible and her uncle had to do it for her.

Scholar Zhang walked over with a smile.

When no one was looking, he gave his niece a thumbs up.

With everything settled, Wei Yishang thought about what she would have to face when she got home.

It's not difficult to achieve what you want; it just depends on your acting skills.

Cui'er watched Wei Yishang from the side, feeling a secret admiration in her heart.

It's rare to see a woman in ancient times with such courage and vision.

Even someone who transmigrated from modern times thinks it's amazing.

Li Moyu thought of the hardship she had endured to hoard the goods, only to find that in the end, she could only consume them herself within her spatial storage.

"Let's go, Cui'er, let's go home."

Wei Yishang slept the whole way, and Cui'er massaged her temples to help her relax.

She looked at her master; he was truly handsome.

Wei Yishang's face was so delicate it seemed you could pinch water from it. Her almond-shaped eyes weren't small, but rather gentle and firm.

"Miss is so beautiful. It's such a pity that her face was ruined in the book." "What did you say?" Wei Yishang opened her eyes in a daze.

"No...it's nothing..." Cui'er continued to massage Wei Yishang's temples.

Upon arriving at the Wei residence, Wei Yishang cried and sobbed all the way to the old lady's side.

Upon hearing that Wei Yishang had arrived crying, the old lady assumed it was because Wei Yishang felt she was going to lose and was in a fit of anger.

People from all walks of life came to the old lady's side. Fang Shi, Lin Shi, Wei Yingzi and Wei Mohan all came, wanting to see Wei Yishang make a fool of herself.

When she arrived, everyone saw that she had also brought with her Wang San, a lowly servant from Wei Mohan's room.

Wei Mohan was a little anxious and wanted to see what Wei Yishang would say.

"Grandma, please do justice for your granddaughter."

Wei Yishang sobbed, "On our way there, someone stuck a knife into the horse and startled it."

Cui'er nodded in agreement from the side.

"My granddaughter is lucky to have escaped this disaster."

"The men who followed caught Wang San. The knife stuck in the horse also had the character 'Wei' on it—that's it..."

Wei Yishang handed the knife to her grandmother.

The old woman glared at Wang San and demanded, "Speak! Who instructed you?"

"I...I...Third Miss, please spare my life..."

Wang San was exhausted from being tortured by the guards and didn't want to think about anything anymore.

"You! You're spouting nonsense!"

Wei Mohan stood up and gave Wang San a good scolding.

"This man is a liar who bewitches his superiors; he deserves to die!" Lin rushed forward and used her hairpin to kill Wang San.

"Auntie!" Wei Mohan knew that Madam Lin was eager to protect her, but she couldn't stop her; Wang San had already breathed his last.

Wei Yishang glanced at Xi'er, and in that one glance, she could tell what Xi'er was feeling.

Anger, unease, and fear are intensifying.

Suddenly, Xi'er broke down in tears...

"What's wrong?" The old lady didn't like bloody things to begin with, and when she saw Xi'er crying, she asked her.

"The Third Miss has repeatedly harmed the Fourth Miss and has often tormented me. I can't take it anymore..."

Everyone was surprised and looked at Wei Mohan.

"You bitch!" Wei Mohan stepped forward and slapped Xi'er across the face.

"Poisoning the Fourth Sister's soup, pushing Miss Cui'er into the water, and this time... Miss, where did I go wrong..."

Xi'er's words explained everything.

"shut up!"

Lin tried to step forward again, but Fang hugged her.

"Take Aunt Lin away..." The old lady hesitated, unsure of what to do.

"old lady……"

At this moment, Madam Xu slowly walked over and sat down next to the old lady.

"We don't know what's going on right now, so let's send both girls back first and discuss it further."

Xu proposed a delaying tactic, but Wei Yishang clearly did not agree.

"Grandmother, my third sister is trying to kill me..."

The old lady looked helpless. "Then tell me, Chang'er, what should we do?"

“I disagree. Let’s just settle this peacefully. If that doesn’t work, we’ll take it to the authorities and let them decide.”

"You bastard!" Fang Shi, who was standing to the side, couldn't sit still any longer.

If we hand it over to the authorities, what will become of the Wei family's reputation? How will their daughter be able to marry well in the future?

"Shang girl, don't panic." The old lady glanced at the dead Wang San on the ground and the weeping Xi'er.

I made up my mind.

"Madam, go and fetch the master."

(End of this chapter)