The gods crowned her [Famous Book]

Undoubtedly, when Anna went back and forth to count the money three times, Ivy became an unprecedented treasure in her eyes.

The eyes of Wilburton and the others turned green with envy. As long as she appeared in the living room of the tea party, those noble ladies would flock up and ask for the secret of being a good daughter-in-law.

So every time she went home, she was in a very good mood, so happy that the corners of her mouth never stopped rising, and said that she would not stop Ivy's actions in the future, and let her toss about all her belongings.

So Ivy happily made all the freshly harvested fruits in the manor into jam.

She uses a modern recipe, wash the orange or apple first, peel off the skin and cut into thin filaments, mash the pulp and add an appropriate amount of sugar for marinating.

After three hours, mix and pour into the pot to cook with boiling water, then add rock sugar to melt and stir, cook until it is sticky, then take it out of the pot, pour it into the prepared glass bottles, and finally squeeze in some lemon juice.

Her recipes generally have their own personal characteristics, such as adding some flower juice in it, which will make the whole jam smell of rose and jasmine, which is more popular with ladies and ladies.

Her current financial resources are not enough to open a factory.So he cooperated with Lord Campbell, took the recipe to his food factory for processing, and mass-produced flower jam.

Lord Campbell is very happy to serve Ivy, not to mention that cooperating with her is a big business that only makes money but does not lose.

However, doing business is simple in plan, but difficult in practice.

The old aristocrats always resist new things. In their view, the impact of the new wave is no different from a scourge. They reject everything made in the factory. Those jams are not as good as the brandy they drank until they were young.

Especially for unmarried girls like Ivy who are both in business and engaged in monopoly, they especially sneered at it, and called it "Mornington, who was so poor that he forced his daughter to come out to show his face and be deceived."

Therefore, if you want to change the concepts of these groups, you have to disintegrate from within.

Just when she was thinking hard to find a solution, a piece of good news hit her head suddenly, Arthur came back from India.

Although it was only half a month of vacation, it was enough to make her excited for a week in advance, and let the maid tidy up his room early to welcome him back.

But arriving at the same time as the steamer from the far east was an invitation from the Canterbury estate.

"Are you sure it's from the Marquess of Canterbury?" Ivy still didn't believe it when she received the invitation, and asked Rachel who sent it over suspiciously, "I remember that my family doesn't have any friendship with the Marquis."

Rachel nodded: "When the postman delivered it to the gate of the manor, he emphasized that it was a letter from Canterbury Manor. There is no mistake."

Ivy glanced at the address and was sure it was correct.

When I opened it to look at it, I found that Tixing's address was "Dear Lady Ivy Wellesley Mornington". The italic handwriting was chic and elegant, and it was quite delicate.

The content is roughly that the Canterbury Castle I bought has been renovated, and I specially invite you and your brother to come as guests. I hope you can come here in your busy schedule. It will be my great honor.

The words were very polite, but when I saw the signature, "Your Faithful Clarence".

Ivy suddenly felt that such a humble tone was really embarrassing for him.

The world of the rich is really different. When Ivy was still worrying about the next plan to get rich, Little Duke Kevin had already purchased real estate and became his manor owner safely.

It was only then that she remembered that the little duke had indeed started to deal with the acquisition of the Canterbury hunting grounds. She didn't expect to buy the house at the same time, integrating food, accommodation and entertainment directly. It would be a pity not to use this to open a resort.

"Miss, are you going?" Rachel couldn't help worrying in her heart. She knew that there was a dispute between her lady and the little Duke of Clarence, and Ivy always looked disdainful when others mentioned him.

"Go, why don't you go." To her surprise, Ivy stuffed the invitation in a light yellow envelope into her arms, "I want him to know what it means to lure a wolf into a house."

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Kevin didn't specify which brother it was in the letter, but it definitely couldn't be Richard.

All London knew that Richard hadn't recovered from the blow, and whenever he appeared, there were vile whispers around him, comments like "unlucky cuckold" and "poor man who got stabbed by a prince" .

For this reason, he has not appeared in two full social seasons, and even a normal person would not pull him out and execute him in public.

Ivy regretted and decided to take Arthur with her.

When his carriage just arrived at the door, Rachel immediately screamed in surprise, put down the rag that was still wiping the steps in her hand, and ran all over the manor: "The young master is back!"

Ivy was still resting upstairs in the morning, and when she heard the excited shout, she woke up immediately, got up from the bed, and stood on the balcony railing on the second floor, waving desperately at Arthur.

Under the sunlight, he looked like a bright son of the sun, still wearing a red military uniform, walking quickly from a distance.

"Brother!" Ivy ran downstairs impatiently, almost jumping towards him, and hugged him with open arms.

His embrace was still very warm, but the medal on his chest was a bit cold, almost touching her cheek.

She looked up from Arthur's arms and found his beautiful blue eyes smiling slightly at her, reflecting her excited face.

He seemed to be thinner, his skin was tanned, and his face became more angular, making him look more masculine.

"My dear sister." Arthur stretched out his hand to rub her satin-smooth chestnut hair, and patted her shoulder caressingly, "Long time no see."

"I really miss you..." Ivy rubbed his chin like a kitten jumping up and down.Sure enough, the shave was very clean, only slight stubble was touched.

"I miss you very much too. When I was in Southeast Asia, I couldn't help but think of my sister when I saw the Siamese cats produced there. Those pure blue eyes are exactly like yours."

As the words fell, a meowing meow suddenly came from behind her, and a fluffy ball wrapped around her calf in an instant.

She lowered her head subconsciously, and saw a newly born kitten raising its round head, staring at her curiously with big blue crystal-like eyes.

"A gift for you." She looked at Arthur, his eyes were a little smug, "This kind of Siamese cat is very precious, and it is usually only kept as a pet in the palace. I was begging for nothing to come."

Ai Wei unconsciously imagined Arthur's soft-hearted and coquettish expression to others.

"You are so kind to me."

"Because you are my dearest little sister." He looked at her seriously and said.