Double Transmigration: Many Children, Many Blessings, Conquering Fairy Tales and Reality

Qin Hao put aside his thoughts, looked at the night outside the window, and sighed helplessly.

"Forget it, we have to eat one bite at a time and walk one step at a time. Let's take it slow."

At least for now, I am already considered a minor nobleman with a formal fiefdom in this world.

Who says the lowest-ranking knight isn't a noble?

With this identity, he could legitimately enter the country's higher-level aristocratic social circles through the channels of a baron.

This banquet hosted by the Earl is an absolutely golden opportunity.

In fact, Qin Hao didn't expect to make many top celebrities or secure any big business deals at this banquet.

His real purpose was to take this opportunity to find out some deeper information about this world.

After all, this is a fairy tale world that blends countless fantastical elements!

Perhaps these well-informed nobles possess clues to a fairy tale.

As long as one can know the plot of those well-known fairy tales in advance, one can easily reap huge profits from them by having a god-like perspective!

While pondering this, Qin Hao took out the gold-embossed invitation from his personal space.

The date on the invitation was clearly stated; the dinner would be held the day after tomorrow evening.

Tomorrow at noon, the Baron will personally drive a carriage to the town to pick up Qin Hao and take him to the Earl's territory.

Since it was a large aristocratic banquet, according to medieval tradition, invited nobles were naturally allowed to bring their entourages and female companions.

Qin Hao planned to bring Little Red Riding Hood along, since it would be normal and respectable to have a beautiful female companion on such an occasion, and it would also broaden the girl's horizons.

The next morning, Qin Hao took Little Red Riding Hood to the tailor shop in town.

After receiving the invitation, Qin Hao spent a lot of money to have a tailor rush to make two suits for the formal occasion.

When Little Red Riding Hood changed into that extremely fitted dark red velvet evening gown, Qin Hao nodded with great satisfaction.

When Qin Hao changed into that well-tailored aristocratic formal suit, paired with his deep black hair and eyes, he looked even more imposing, exuding a mysterious Eastern aristocratic aura.

Time flies, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

The Baron arrived at the mansion right on time in a lavishly decorated four-wheeled carriage.

Qin Hao, dressed in a little red hat, boarded the carriage, and with the crisp crack of the coachman's whip, the group sped towards the Earl's castle.

After several hours of bumpy travel, the carriage successfully entered the Earl's vast and fertile territory.

Finally, it stopped in front of a magnificent, brightly lit, huge stone castle.

Led by attendants, Qin Hao and the Baron stepped onto the red-carpeted steps and entered the banquet hall, where elegant ladies and melodious music filled the air.

After the Baron's extremely enthusiastic introduction, Qin Hao finally met the host of the banquet.

—That count, who wielded great power and sported a neat little mustache.

"My lord, it's a pleasure to meet you. This is a small gift from the East, nothing more."

Qin Hao bowed slightly, then very naturally handed over the modern crystal ball in the exquisite wooden box.

When the count casually opened the wooden box and saw the huge crystal ball inside, flawless, crystal clear, and even with a miniature carving of a dreamlike castle inside, he was immediately struck by its beauty.

His well-informed eyes widened instantly, and he let out an uncontrollable gasp!

"My God! This...this flawless, priceless treasure, is it really meant for me?!"

The count's breathing quickened. The value of this gift was equivalent to half a year's tax revenue from his territory!

His impression of Qin Hao, the "great merchant of the East," was instantly profound, and his attitude changed from perfunctory to extremely warm and equal.

The count chatted with Qin Hao for several more minutes, trying to inquire about the customs and culture of the East, until other prominent nobles arrived, at which point he reluctantly went to attend to the other guests.

Qin Hao didn't care about this; he understood the essence of interpersonal relationships very well.

He didn't expect that a crystal ball alone would immediately forge a deep bond of life and death with an earl.

This stepping stone, as long as it allows him to gain recognition in this circle and have the qualification to expand his network, will have already fully recouped its cost.

Afterwards, Qin Hao picked up a glass of red wine, and wearing a little red hat, he blended in very naturally among the various people present, and began to chat and listen casually.

Many nobles and wealthy merchants in the banquet hall were filled with curiosity about Qin Hao, seeing his rare black hair and eyes, as well as the Earl's warm attitude towards him earlier.

After Qin Hao revealed that he was a merchant from the far east and had access to some rare and precious treasures, the people's eyes lit up and they all surrounded him to chat and befriend him.

Just as Qin Hao was skillfully expanding his business network, some extremely sharp and ill-mannered arguments suddenly broke out at the entrance of the hall.

"I knew it! I shouldn't have brought her, that filthy lump of coal, to the banquet."

Her shabby appearance here only tarnishes the Earl's impression of our family!

"That's right! There's no other way. The coachman at home suddenly fell ill, so we had to let her do the hard labor of driving the carriage."

Let her stay outside the castle in the cold wind; whatever you do, don't let her in and offend the eyes of the noble gentlemen inside!

These harsh and sarcastic words were extremely offensive and seemed completely out of place in the harmonious banquet hall.

Qin Hao frowned with some curiosity, holding his wine glass and looking towards the main entrance.

Two young women, dressed in extremely flamboyant clothes and dressed like two peacocks, walked in arrogantly, lifting their skirts.

Behind them, a thin figure wearing a tattered gray dress and with some soot on his face could be vaguely seen being roughly locked outside the heavy gates of the castle.

Upon seeing this, the nobles and merchants surrounding Qin Hao revealed familiar and mocking smiles, and began to whisper among themselves.

"Ha, another one making a fool of themselves, isn't it?"

"Who else could it be but that family? It must be that mean-spirited mother and daughter."

Hearing these people gossiping, Qin Hao also became a little curious and casually asked a slightly overweight businessman next to him with whom he was having a fairly good chat:

"Sir, may I ask who those gentlemen at the door are? They seem to have some story to tell?"

The slightly overweight businessman swirled his wine glass, smiled nonchalantly, and explained in a low voice:

"Mr. Qin, it's really not a big deal."

Those two women were the stepdaughters of a wealthy businessman in town. After the businessman was widowed, he married a widow with two daughters as his stepmother.

As a result, after the wealthy businessman died, his stepmother and her two new daughters took over his place and bullied his poor first wife's daughter every day.

The one who was just turned away at the door and not allowed to come in was the daughter of the first wife.

Upon hearing about this clichéd family drama, a hint of boredom flashed in Qin Hao's eyes.

He thought it was some earth-shattering secret.

This kind of scenario—stepmother abusing the children of the first wife—is all too common in modern wealthy families' feuds and is hardly a novelty.

Qin Hao isn't a saint, so naturally he doesn't have the leisure to save everyone.

Qin Hao nodded casually, just about to turn his attention back to the red wine in his hand.

Just then, the slightly overweight businessman seemed to remember something and casually remarked:

"Speaking of which, the first wife's daughter used to be an extremely beautiful and charming young girl, I think her name was something like..."

Oh right, her name is Cinderella. It's such a shame she's being forced to do hard labor every day, covered in furnace ash..."

"Click."

Qin Hao's hand holding the wine glass suddenly stopped, and his knuckles even turned bluish-white from the excessive force.

His previously calm expression froze instantly, and his deep pupils suddenly contracted.

He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and stood there completely stunned.

Cinderella...covered in ashes...her stepmother and two wicked sisters...the merchant's daughter from his first marriage...

Countless crucial words flashed through Qin Hao's mind like a storm, eventually settling into a classic name that is now a household name in the real world!

"Cinderella?!"