Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Qiao Xuan smiled. "Aunt, everyone knows that I am a businesswoman from the countryside. These kinds of clothes don't fit my identity. As for prosperity and happiness, I don't need to be impatient. There will always be a chance in the future."
First Madame stiffened.
Qiao Xuan smiled. "Aunt, I am not in a hurry. There will be one day when I have glory."
First Madame soon understood her meaning. Ms. Mi Junior was surely going to disclose Qiao Xuan's identity and add fuel to the fire. So, if Qiao Xuan was too well-dressed, the outsiders would definitely know that it was the First Madame who made the preparations for her, which might cause her far more belittling looks, as well as jealousy.
They would be envious of her for having managed to suck up to the First Madame.
Moreover, they would look down at her behavior and think of her as greedy and opportunist.
No one would believe that Qiao Xuan was able to afford any of these by herself.
"It was my lack of consideration." First Madame smiled. "Okay, let's change to another place. But we can surely buy some ornaments. They are never out of fashion."
They went shopping for half a day and First Madame took her to a high-end restaurant for lunch.
There was steamed pork ribs with betel nut taro and a shredded radish cold dish that made Qiao Xuan's eyes shine. She asked the manager if she could give her some betel nut taro and Spring Watermelon.
She was going to take them home for planting.
The taros planted at home were small, soft and tasty, but they had a different taste compared to that of betel nut taro.
There were many dishes that could be made with betel nut taros. In addition to steaming pork ribs, they could also steam braised meat, roast meat after oiling, steam mashed taro, cut them into strips and fry, cook porridge with them, and make pancakes. They were going to taste great.
Spring watermelons were very good for cold dishes, fresh, sweet and crispy.
With First Madame present there, the manager agreed. He asked his pageboys to bring large betel nut taros and good-shaped spring watermelons for her to take home, without charging any tees.
He even said happily, "Mrs. Shao, you have sharp eyes. These have been transported from outside the province, they are not from here."
Qiao Xuan smiled and thought to herself that she was going to make them grow here.
On the wagon, First Madame smiled seeing her cherishing these two plants. "If you like them, next time I will ask my elder son to fetch some more from outside and have them delivered to you."
"Thanks, Elder Aunt, but these are enough." Qiao Xuan did not want to conceal it from the First Madame.
She answered happily. "Actually, I want them to plant at home, and in a couple of months, they will grow nicely. I can send a few for you to eat."
First Madame was startled and answered. "You know less than I do. Didn't you hear what the manager said? These are not from here. Our soil might not be good enough for them. Don't be disappointed later."
Qiao Xuan was confident. She curved her lips and smiled. "I may be able to plant and grow things that others can't."
She suddenly thought of what her younger son had said..