The young lady Yuanyuan
'With so many cows producing four or five thousand catties of milk a day, even if I drink milk tea, how much can I use? It just so happens that Sui Garden, which is under my name, has just hired ten pastry chefs. I can have them make some yogurt, almond tofu, and milk cakes, and send some to this mansion and to Prince Duan's Mansion. If there's any left over, we can also sell it to supplement the household expenses.'
Jiang Xuesui's thinking was very thorough.
Wen Xiang had always admired that although Jiang Xuesui was born into a wealthy and powerful family with generations of prime ministers, she could be generous when needed and frugal when possible. She was very easygoing with the servants, and if they had any difficulties, the young lady would do her best to help.
What was most commendable was that even though the Jiang family's wealth would probably last the young lady ten lifetimes, her unparalleled ink paintings could earn more than mountains of gold and silver. Just selling one painting could buy a three-courtyard mansion in the best area of the capital.
Setting aside her prominent family background, in terms of appearance, her elegant pipa playing, and her delicious cooking, how many women in the world could compare to her?
Since Wen Xiang learned that her eldest young master had feelings for the young lady, and recalling how the old madam and the ladies often jokingly called the eldest young master a 'phoenix'—a phoenix wouldn't alight on a barren tree—no one was better at recognizing treasure than her eldest young master.
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