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

Chu Xiao narrowed his eyes and pressed on, "Your Highness, how is the price calculated? If I'm buying goods from Your Highness, there has to be a factory price."

"As for how much to sell it for, is that up to me?"

"If I set the selling price entirely, then if I set it high, the profit will naturally go to me; but if Your Highness expands production capacity in the future and suddenly lowers the price to sell off, then all the goods I bought at high prices will be stuck with me. Your Highness should also understand that this is the worst thing in the business world..."

Yan Shijin smiled and shook his head, his tone firm: "No, we'll have a unified price. I'll decide the price. You can only sell at this price in the South. You're not allowed to raise or lower the price on your own."

Chu Xiao pondered for a moment, then nodded.

While a standardized pricing system limited his room for maneuver, it also protected him. Furthermore, the benefits of establishing business ties with the Crown Prince were immeasurable.

He readily agreed, "Alright, Your Highness."

After talking about the glass, Chu Xiao turned his gaze to Yun Shengsheng.

This time, his eyes held a more serious and expectant look, no longer merely probing as before: "And that mirror that Sheng Sheng mentioned before, can it really be made?"

Yun Shengsheng nodded: "Of course. When have I ever lied to you?"

"I just don't have time right now, but I'll definitely make it for you when I do. I'll give you a piece first, so you can take a look at it; it's much clearer than the Western one."

Chu Xiao smiled, leaned closer, and said with the shrewdness typical of a businessman, "Can we discuss something?"

"We shouldn't produce so many mirrors."

"As the saying goes, scarcity makes things valuable. We must never make something so common that it becomes commonplace."

"Think about it, if everyone had a mirror, what would be so special about it? Just make one batch, and stop once it's sold out. Set the price high so that wealthy ladies and young women will scramble to buy it, and if they can't get one, they can wait for the next batch. That's how you make a long-term business."

Yun Shengsheng shook her head: "You should discuss this with Brother Shi Jin. Anyway, I've already taught Brother Shi Jin how to make mirrors, so the rest is none of my business."

I'm going to be a hands-off boss. You'd better not ask me for anything; I'm just waiting for my share of the profits.

Looking back now, I realize I really needed a capable manager, what modern people call a CEO. He could handle all these messy business matters for me.

As for me, I'll just be a boss with my feet up—oh no, I mean, the chairman.

[All I need to do every day is drink tea, count my money, and develop some new products.]

[Chu Xiao is a pretty good person. It's a pity he's a member of the Chu family; no matter what, he'll always consider the Chu family's interests and would never open his heart to an outsider like me.]

[Oh well, let's not force it. We can find talent eventually!]

That evening, they finally arrived at Su Yang's residence.

Chu Xiao said with a smile, "Let's go to Moxiangju for dinner tonight! Their food is excellent! It's famous throughout the surrounding area, especially their Eight Treasure Stuffed Duck. The skin is crispy and the inside is soft and tender. Everyone who has tried it raves about it."

Yan Shijin nodded and instructed the convoy to turn towards Moxiangju.

As soon as the carriage turned onto that street, they heard a commotion of voices in the distance.

The entrance to Moxianju was packed with people, three or four layers deep, blocking half the street.

Some people were tiptoeing to peek inside, some were perched on the wall to watch the spectacle, and others were craning their necks to look from nearby teahouses.

Yun Shengsheng and the others didn't need to get out of the car; just by listening to the discussions outside, they understood about 70-80% of the situation.

Some people said, "Lady Qiu is so pitiful. Her husband just died, his body is barely cold, and the Mo family wants to drive her and her daughter out!"

"Isn't that right? This restaurant was on the verge of bankruptcy, with a mountain of debt. If it weren't for Madam Qiu working tirelessly day and night these past two years, how could it be what it is today? Now that business is booming, they're trying to reap the benefits. Bah!"

"Aren't they afraid that Mo Erlang will crawl out of his coffin and come after them!"

"Sigh, the main problem is that Madam Qiu only had a daughter and no son. If she had given birth to a son, the family fortune would have been left to the child. Why would those greedy in-laws jump out and take advantage of her? In the end, they're just taking advantage of her not having a son."

"What are you saying! What's wrong with having a daughter? Aren't daughters human? I think those Mexicans are just ingrates."

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, filled with righteous indignation, but no one stepped forward to lend a hand.

Because everyone present knew that Qiu Niangzi's family had no one left, her husband had died, and she only had a daughter. According to etiquette, her husband's family had the right to "dispose" of her fate.

Such matters have always been a murky affair, and even the officials, when they come, cannot reach a conclusion; at best, they can only try to smooth things over.

Even if ordinary people sympathize with her, they can only express it verbally.

Yun Shengsheng lifted a corner of the carriage curtain and looked into the center of the crowd.

In the open space at the entrance of Moxiangju, a young woman in her early twenties was kneeling upright on the cold bluestone slab, holding a five or six-year-old girl tightly in her arms.

The woman was dressed in a faded white dress, with a white flower in her hair. She had an ordinary appearance, but her brows revealed a strong and resilient spirit.

She straightened her back and stared fearlessly at the people in front of her.

It should be her father-in-law, mother-in-law, brother-in-law's family, and sister-in-law's family.

"You've really gone too far." Madam Qiu's voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear. "When I married into your family, you were already struggling to make ends meet."

"If it weren't for me keeping this restaurant afloat, would it still exist today? It would probably have been torn down and burned by creditors long ago."

"But what you all do is this! My husband's body is barely cold, and you're already in a hurry to throw me out. Are you even human? Are you all a bunch of beasts who devour people without spitting out the bones?!"

Although her daughter in her arms was only five years old, she was also looking up, her eyes exceptionally bright.

The little girl neither cried nor made a fuss; she simply stared coldly at her grandparents, uncles, and aunts in front of her.

"Grandpa and Grandma, Uncle and Aunt, Aunt and Uncle, my mother is right."

"This shop belongs to my father and mother. Even though my father is gone, this shop is still our home. What right do you have to take it away?"

When the old lady of the Mo family saw that the little girl dared to talk back to her in front of so many people, she was furious.

She stood with her hands on her hips, her wrinkled old face turning purple, and yelled, "You little good-for-nothing! Who gives you the right to speak here!"

"How dare you talk back to your elders! I'll tear your mouth off!" With that, she stepped forward and raised her hand to slap the little girl across the face...