Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed, bending over to apologize: "Mrs. Xie, it's only the fault of the young man's lax discipline that caused the loss. How about I ask my boss for instructions and I will never let you suffer any losses?"

The shopkeeper felt bitter. Looking at Jiang Yuzhu's battle today, he was by no means someone who could be dismissed easily.

"The craftsman got sick and the jewelry diagram was lost. It was a coincidence that the two came together."

There was a hint of joking in Jiang Yuzhu's words, and she said with a cold face, "Shopkeeper, I entrusted you with such an important jewelry drawing, and now there is something wrong. If you don't blame me, do you blame me for mistrusting it?"

Hongli couldn't hold back his anger and said angrily: "You dare to call yourself the number one in the capital. What a joke!"

In the capital, high-quality jewelry is made by skilled craftsmen, and the fastest delivery time is more than a month.

Tomorrow Shen Zhilan will get married, and the makeup that Jiang Yuzhu spent so much effort to customize is gone. Now spending a lot of money to find it is not as meaningful as the one she designed herself.

Moreover, the shopkeeper lied openly and gave away the crafted jewelry to others without permission.

Jiang Yuzhu must explain this matter and cannot let it go.

The shopkeeper had a mournful look on his face, fell to his knees and begged: "Mrs.

Jiang Yuzhu's eyes narrowed, and her aura suddenly widened: "Why, what is missing from my wife is money?"

No amount of money can buy her what she wants, and now Jiang Yuzhu is unhappy. She is not someone who can be sent away with some compensation.

She wants money, and everything about that set of hair, face, and jewelry is essential!

In the private room, the air pressure is very low.

The shopkeeper winked at the shopkeeper. After a moment, the shopkeeper carried a tray with both hands and whispered a few words to the shopkeeper.

After receiving the approval, the shopkeeper stood up and said with obvious toughness: "Here is the silver for your customized jewelry. The additional 500 taels are considered compensation."

"What if I don't want to do it?"

Jiang Yuzhu leaned back on the chair, her eyes slightly closed, and her voice remained calm.

The shopkeeper was well prepared and said, "There is nothing you can do about it, you can report it to the official."

Even if we sue Jingzhao Yin Yamen, what will happen?

As long as Jiang Yuzhu admits her mistakes and pays compensation, she will only gain a reputation of being unreasonable and making trouble.

Jiang Yuzhu raised her eyes and glanced at the shopkeeper, pondered for a while and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper has already thought about it?"

"Mrs. Xie, it is your fault that the shop was not completed on time, but it is not your fault. You are too strong to make things difficult for others!"

The shopkeeper showed a hint of suppressed anger, and his heart trembled.

Half an hour ago, Miss Xuanjia took the maid to the shop and happened to take a fancy to the appearance.

Opening a shop on the main street of the capital, the shopkeeper was well-informed, and the Queen Mother brought her niece from Jiangnan, her intention was obvious.

Between offending the Xuan family and the Jiang family, the shopkeeper hardly had to think about offending Jiang Yuzhu.

"You are so presumptuous that you dare to arrange for my wife to force others to do something difficult for you. It is simply confusing right and wrong, and it is nonsense!"

Hong Li was so angry that he rushed forward and grabbed the shopkeeper's ear.

The shopkeeper hurriedly broke free and screamed in pain.

Outside the door of the elegant room, there was a burst of cute laughter.

Xuanyao leaned against the door with her maid and mother-in-law, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, her eyes full of disgust: "Who do I think is so arrogant? It turns out to be the famous Mrs. Xie!"

Jiang Yuzhu was slightly stunned, pointed at Xuanyao and said, "Are you the girl from Deyuelou?"

As she expected, the shopkeeper suddenly became tough because he had Xuanyao as his backer.

It seems that that mask must fall into Xuanyao's hands.

When Xuanyao first arrived in the capital, he frowned and asked, "Where is Deyue Tower?"

The shopkeeper took a step back and hid in a corner, reminding himself that Jiang Yuzhu must not know Miss Xuan's identity, so she dared to be so presumptuous.

Hong Li laughed out loud when he heard this: "Madam, you are such a noble person who forgets things so much. The Deyue Tower in the capital has been renamed to Hualiuyuan."

After the name was changed, the quality of the restaurant dropped significantly, and I heard that elegance-loving scholars stopped patronizing it.

The girl from Deyue Loutou sells her skin and flesh in Yanhualiu Lane every night to attract patrons.

After hearing the waiter's explanation, Xuanyao's eyes burned with anger: "Jiang Yuzhu, how brave are you to compare me to a flower girl?"

The shopkeeper spoke up and said, "Mrs. Xie, I can't afford to offend this person. She is Miss Xuanjia."

When Xuanjia was mentioned in the capital, no one in the high school knew about it.

The shopkeeper waited for Jiang Yuzhu to retreat. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuzhu took out the small bronze mirror in his sleeve pocket and applied rouge. He said indifferently: "My wife has made a mistake. The girl from Deyuelou is a bit better looking than Miss Xuan." ."

Xuanyao clenched her fists, with bulging veins on the back of her hands, and said with red eyes: "Jiang Yuzhu, how dare you!"

"Don't you dare? Didn't you hear me?"

Jiang Yuzhu stood up, came to Xuanyao, raised her hand and slapped Xuanyao.

There was a "pop" sound, and everyone in the private room was stunned.

Especially the shopkeeper, this is different from what he thought.

No wonder people say that the Jiang family can’t afford to offend, but the Queen Mother’s niece dares to beat her up. It’s scary to go crazy!

Xuanyao covered her face and screamed: "Jiang Yuzhu, I'm going to kill you!"

Ever since she was beaten by "Wei Jing"'s maid at the Hundred Flowers Festival, Xuanyao carries a dagger with her. If someone disrespects her, for the sake of the Xuan family, she will never let him survive.

When the maid saw this, she quickly stopped her and said, "Miss, don't be impulsive!"

The draft is coming soon, and there can't be any trouble at this juncture.

Especially since Jiang Yuzhu is not an ordinary citizen, she has the Jiang family and the Xie family as her backers.

"What do you mean, Jiang Yuzhu used violence against me, and I still have to endure it?"

Xuanyao was so angry that she jumped up and down. Wei Jing had already been given a marriage and Feng Qing did not pose a threat. It was easy for her to deal with Jiang Yuzhu!

Several maids hugged Xuanyao tightly and whispered, "The Jiang family is crazy and they might do something. It's not worth it for you to get involved."

Xuanyao had just entered the capital and didn't know it, but the maid and mother-in-law had already heard the news: "You have to be patient for now and wait until you sit down as the queen. From now on, Jiang Yuzhu will kneel down when he sees you. Why is it that it's not your words to talk about it?"

Xuanyao took a deep breath and gradually calmed down. She grabbed the cakes on the tray, held them in her hands, and crushed them into pieces.

Jiang Yuzhu glanced at the sky outside the window and said softly: "Shopkeeper, in this case I will compensate you, but 500 taels is not enough."

When the shopkeeper saw the stretched out finger, he trembled and said, "1000 taels?"

1000 taels is too much, but since it was our own mistake, the club should nod.

Jiang Yuzhu pulled the corners of her lower lips and slowly said, "1 taels."

"what?"

The shopkeeper sat down on the ground, in disbelief, "The jewelry you made only cost 3000 taels!"

Three times more compensation, the lion opened his mouth!

Jiang Yuzhu met the shopkeeper's eyes and repeated clearly: "Shopkeeper, what is valuable is not the jewelry itself, but the jewelry picture, which is the legacy of the former Chinese hand painter Yan Lao."

The shopkeeper cursed in his heart, Jiang Yuzhu really dared to say, Yan Lao has been dead for hundreds of years, and there are no bones left, so where can he get his legacy?

The store was in the wrong for "losing" the jewelry picture. The shopkeeper was thinking about how to retort: ​​"Mrs. Xie, the store has regulations that the compensation must not exceed the value of the jewelry itself..."

The maximum compensation was 3000 taels. Ms. Xuan paid a high price for the jewelry. After compensating Jiang Yuzhu, nothing was left in the shop, and she offended someone for nothing.

This business is a big loss!

"Then 3000 taels."

Asking prices all over the sky, sitting on the ground to pay back.

3000 taels just met Jiang Yuzhu's expectations.

Jiang Yuzhu reached out to take the bank note and said softly: "My wife has always been generous. Just pretend that this matter has never happened. It won't happen again!"

The shopkeeper covered his chest and silently swallowed a mouthful of blood in frustration. He wanted to report to his boss that he would never do business with the Jiang family in his life!

"Oh, right."

Just as she was about to walk out the door, Jiang Yuzhu suddenly came back to her senses and caught the disgust in the shopkeeper's eyes. She caught a glimpse of the hem of Xuanyao's skirt and asked the shopkeeper to lower her voice and say, "This set of jewelry is actually..."