Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

After leaving the glass workshop, Yun Shengsheng and Yan Shijin's carriage did not return directly to the city, but instead turned and headed towards the manor.

Sun Changzai and Cui Shi still live there with their five babies.

The five babies are over two months old. They are all fair-skinned, round, and chubby, with arms and legs like lotus roots. They lie in their cradles, babbling and waving their little fists.

Yun Shengsheng looked at them one by one, muttering to herself, "The eldest, second, and third children all look like their mother, while the fifth looks like his father."

"It truly proves the saying: sons resemble their mothers, and daughters resemble their fathers!"

"But what's wrong with this fourth brother? He doesn't look like anyone else at all!"

Sun Changzai, who was listening from the side, was both amused and exasperated, thinking to himself that no one seemed to have any ulterior motives.

He couldn't help but explain to his child, "Actually, the fourth child looks like my father, who is also his grandfather!"

Yun Shengsheng nodded.

[Then this fourth one is actually the best-looking one, sigh!]

After seeing the baby, Yun Shengsheng went to see the Cui family again.

Cui was able to get out of bed, but Mei Jiang and the others didn't dare let her walk too much, for fear that her stomach would rupture.

After all, this was their first time performing a cesarean section, and even at this point, they were still unsure of themselves.

Cui herself felt that she was in good health and that walking around a bit more wouldn't hurt.

Yun Shengsheng didn't say anything, after all, this was a necessary process, and she couldn't interfere. Her senior sisters needed to figure it out themselves.

After Yun Shengsheng finished looking around, she went into the main room.

Old Master Li and Yan Shijin were sitting in armchairs drinking tea when Mei Jiangyi and the others followed.

When Li Lao saw Yun Shengsheng, his eyes lit up. He put down his teacup and gestured towards Mei Jiangyi with his lips.

"Hey girl, come here. Your senior sister has something she wants to discuss with you."

Yun Shengsheng looked at Mei Jiangyi curiously: "What did Senior Sister want to discuss with me?"

Mei Jiang was embarrassed: "It's just...it's just..."

Old Li rolled his eyes: "Let me tell you, your senior sister wants to open a women's clinic in the capital. It will specialize in treating women."

"She's been thinking about this for a long time, but hasn't come to a conclusion. I was thinking that I could discuss this with you. Don't think that just because your senior sister is older than you, she's not even worthy of carrying your shoes when it comes to doing business and opening a shop."

"Which of your shops isn't making a fortune every day? I'm even envious of the money you're making."

"But your senior sister, well... I can't even be bothered to talk about her..."

Mei Jiangyi's face flushed red: "Master, what are you saying... I didn't open the clinic to make money." Her voice grew softer and softer, her confidence clearly lacking.

Upon hearing this, Yun Shengsheng's eyes immediately lit up.

I'm also thinking of opening a clinic, but I don't want to run it myself. If I can help my senior sister, I only need to invest. It's convenient and I can make money at the same time.

[However, I heard this senior sister treats money like dirt, I need to find a way to change her temper. Otherwise, I'll lose everything.]

Deep down, Yun Shengsheng is still a businesswoman, just like her past self. She wants to make money, lots and lots of money, so that she can lie down more comfortably in the future.

Only money can give her a complete sense of security.

She walked around Old Li and approached Mei Jiangyi with a smile.

"Senior sister, I believe you when you say you didn't open the clinic to make money. But have you thought about it? If a business doesn't make any money at all, then no matter how good your initial intention is, it won't last long."

"Look, firstly, if you don't make money, where will the servants and medicine boys get their wages? They also have families to support; they can't just starve with you. If you don't make money, then the people around you who help you won't make money either. That's being generous at other people's expense, which is absolutely unacceptable."

"Secondly, every medicinal herb has a cost. Good ginseng and deer antler can easily cost tens or hundreds of taels of silver, and even ordinary angelica and astragalus are not cheap. If you don't earn a single penny, you won't be able to afford the herbs, and your shelves will be emptier than your face. What will you use to treat patients when they come?"

"Third, and most importantly, if you do good deeds without taking any money, people who are not seriously ill will come to you every few days. Since it's free, they might as well come."

"But those who are truly seriously ill and can't afford to wait can't get an appointment and can't find you. What is this called? This is called wasting medical resources."

"So the money that's due still needs to be collected. If that doesn't work, then use other forms of compensation, such as labor, food, or something else..."

Old Li nodded: "Sheng Sheng is right."

Mei Jiang was stunned by her theory: "I...I'm not just doing good deeds."

"When I used to practice medicine, I did charge higher fees for treating wealthy patients. I charged lower fees for treating poor patients. Sometimes, I would even treat extremely poor patients for free."

Yun Shengsheng nodded, but didn't dwell on it.

"This method is also good; using the rich to help the poor is the right approach."

"Senior sister, tell me, what got you stuck when you opened your clinic in the capital? Was it because you didn't know how to run a shop, or something else?"

"She's lacking in every way," the old man said, leaning back in his chair and crossing his legs. "But what she lacks most is money!"

Mei Jiangyi's face turned completely red.

Old Li didn't care whether she was embarrassed or not.

One of his greatest pleasures in life was exposing his apprentices' shortcomings.

"That girl talks a good game, but she makes money from the rich and then throws it all at the poor. It goes in one hand and out the other, leaving not a single penny. Her own pockets are cleaner than her face."

Mei Jiangyi's head was so low it was almost touching his chest.

"Girl, let me ask you this: from the time you met your senior sister until now, how many times have you seen her change her clothes? Has she ever worn a hairpin in her hair? She's your senior sister, not a nun!"

Mei Jiang weakly defended herself: "I'm just lazy, not broke..."

"Shut up!" Old Li glared at him, and Mei Jiang immediately shut up.

"When your master was feeling sorry for you at the end of the year, she gave you a sum of money so you could buy new clothes for the New Year. Do you know what she did?"

Yun Shengsheng shook her head in agreement, her eyes full of gossip.

"She exchanged all the money for medicine the next day, and spent it all on the third day!"

Old Li slapped the armrest of the chair, his voice a mixture of anger and heartache.

"I didn't buy a single piece of clothing, nor a single hairpin. All of it went to charity for the poor!"

Mei Jiang was completely exposed by his master in front of his junior sisters, and he wished he could shrink into a ball.

"Master, it doesn't matter what I wear, as long as I'm clean. As for the medicine and money..."

She couldn't continue.

Because she knew that what her master said was right.

Just two days ago, her eldest brother, fourth brother, and master took turns catching her and giving her a good lecture.

The three people, from different angles, positions, and tones, repeatedly conveyed the same message: your attitude towards gold and silver is problematic, and you cannot live like this.

She knew that her master and fellow disciples were doing it all for her own good. They wanted her to have a better life and not be penniless all year round.

But she just couldn't help it.

Every time she sees those poor people who are on their last breath, their eyes filled with the desire to live, she can't turn away.

But they had no money; they couldn't afford medicine or a doctor, so she couldn't help but pay out of her own pocket. One year, two years, three years passed, and she got used to it, until her purse was never full again.

Yun Shengsheng listened quietly to the whole thing, her smile slowly fading as she put on a thoughtful expression.

"Senior sister, it's not that your approach is inherently bad. But there needs to be some method to it..."