[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

Mary came home, and Mrs. Bennet was overjoyed.

Pulling her to ask questions, he was afraid that his daughter would be wronged outside.

He didn't even care that his younger brother was still standing beside him, and he didn't even think about whether this would make his younger brother unhappy.

Fortunately, Mr. Gardiner has long been used to all this.After shaking his head helplessly, he went to the study with Mr. Bennet who came out to greet him.

After the two men left, the girls immediately became active.

The three sisters who had stayed at home simply turned into dog skin plasters, wishing they could stick to Manli.

Even though the mother was still asking questions, and it was not their turn to speak, she still stared at Manli with all her eyes, as if she was afraid that she would run away again if she missed her.

Surrounded by such a group of women, big and small, Manli felt that her ears were not her own.

They were so noisy that even my brain was buzzing.

But she wasn't disgusted at all, and she was quite happy with it.

At this moment, she realized that she was homesick.

Although this home is not luxurious, and these family members have all kinds of minor problems, but only here, her heart is at ease.

Only then did I feel that I was comfortable all over, and everything was so smooth.

Manli patiently chatted with her mother and sisters, answered all kinds of questions they raised, and also asked about the situation at home.

Until her father sent a servant to summon her to the study.

As soon as Manli entered the door, she was made to take two steps back by the oncoming tobacco smell, and almost walked away without turning her head.

She was immediately unhappy.

When she came back this time, Manli saw that her father's legs had improved a lot.If you walk short distances, you don't even need crutches anymore.

However, even if the body is well, it can't be ruined like this?

Thinking of how many cigarettes he smoked every day during his absence, Manli instantly became angry.

Without saying a word, without even waiting for her father to greet her, she stepped forward quickly and snatched the pipe that Mr. Bennet was holding in his hand.

"Dad, how much have you smoked? Are you going to turn yourself into bacon?!"

Saying that, Manli unceremoniously knocked out all the unburned shredded tobacco in the pipe, and then went to the side to open all the windows in the study room to the maximum.

The howling north wind rushed in with a bitter chill.

The two gentlemen who were defenseless were all shocked.

But Manli was standing by the window, she didn't intend to close it at all, letting the cold wind bring in the clean air and then take away the filth.

Mr. Gardiner, who was sitting opposite the window, moved to the side helplessly, and then calmly threw out the unburned pipe that he had quickly hidden behind when Manli opened the door. far away.

As if he had never touched it before.

Mr. Bennet felt speechless for a while watching his wife and brother's series of actions so skillfully.

But before he opened his mouth to expose, Manli had already closed the window and walked back, launching a series of critical education on "tobacco and health" to him.

Being educated by his daughter in such a shameless way in front of outsiders, Mr. Bennet still has some brains.

But in a blink of an eye, he found his wife and younger brother sitting beside him, subconsciously nodding in agreement while listening, as if he was the one who was educated proficiently...

Immediately - the breath went smoothly.

It seems that the life of the wife and brother in the past two months is no better than their own.

"Okay, it's just that Mr. Jean sent some new tobacco leaves. I invite your uncle to taste it together. There are not many, how can we smoke more? Don't be verbose, let's talk about the business first."

Mr. Bennet finally interrupted his daughter's thoughts helplessly.

From Gene?

Didn't he go to help his father with work?When did you come home?

Manli was distracted by her father's words, and she really didn't hold on to the smoking issue for a while.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Mr. Bennet pointed to the desk: "Your uncle gave it to you. I think I have to tell you."

Manli leaned over to take a look, and saw that on the table was a deposit slip from the largest bank in London, with an amount of two hundred pounds.

She wasn't surprised.

Because she knew that this was the dividend that her uncle had agreed with her before.

only--

"Uncle, did you give too much?" She frowned and looked at Mr. Gardiner.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, although Manli never asked a word about the operation of the fast food restaurant, but Mr. Gardiner would check the accounts every night in the living room in front of their sisters.

From time to time, I chatted with Man Li about increasing revenue and reducing expenditure.

So she still has a little bit of the turnover and sales in the store.

Although the store's business is indeed booming, it has only been open for a short time after all.

How could a profit of 40.00% be worth two hundred pounds?

But Mr. Gardiner shook his head with a determined face: "Not much, it's still less! This is just the dividend from the fast food restaurant, and the one from your aunt has not had time to calculate it. When the calculation is clear, I will come back to make soy sauce later. Bring it with the vegetables when they are dry."

Seeing that Manli still wanted to talk, he waved at her and ignored her at all.

Instead, he turned his head and looked at Mr. Bennet: "Brother-in-law, let me make it clear to you first. Although I have brought Manli back to you now, I must bring her back when I come to pull vegetables next time." Go back. You have to agree when the time comes!"

That expression seemed as if Mr. Bennet would immediately take Mary away if he dared to say no.

Mr. Bennet looked at his brother-in-law's expression as if he was young, swearing not to give up until he reached his goal, and then looked at his daughter who was standing silently at the side but smiling with crooked eyebrows. He didn't know what to do for a while. Take this up.

He didn't understand that his daughter only went to London for less than two months, how could she be trusted by his wife and brother?

And earn such a large sum of money back?

No no no, it's not just these!

Thinking of this, Mr. Bennet suddenly remembered what his wife and brother had said to him before Mary entered the door.

The brother-in-law is going to open a second branch of the fast food restaurant in the city of London.

He even said ambitiously that in the future, if he had the opportunity, he would open such stores all over the surrounding area, even in Hertfordshire.

Even his wife's clothing store is planning to expand and redecorate to a higher end.

The brother-in-law also said that every store he opens in the future will have his own 40.00% of the shares.

In the clothing store, as long as Manli's designs are used, she will be given a corresponding commission.

If you can really do what he said...

Mr. Bennet was restless.

Excitement also appeared in his usually calm eyes.

He knew that if, as his wife and brother said, the dream could be realized, then the two hundred pounds in front of him would be just the beginning, and there would be more to follow.

Through the efforts of the family, the desire to earn more and better dowry for the daughters should be realized soon.

Thinking of this, Mr. Bennet's gaze at Manli became softer and softer, and he couldn't help sighing in his heart: His third daughter is really an angel given by God!

Seeing that his brother-in-law has been silent, Mr. Gardiner is a little anxious.

But this time, before he could urge her, Manli spoke first: "Uncle, you must be tired after sitting in the car for so long, right? I had boiled water in the kitchen before I came in, and I specifically told them to go There are newly configured soothing bath salts in your bathtub. Go back to your room and take a good bath and take a rest."

Hearing this from his niece, Mr. Gardiner knew that it was impossible to get a promise from his brother-in-law right away.

Before he left, his wish to promise his wife could not be realized.

However, it doesn't matter.

After the beginning of spring, he came over to pick him up in person. Could it be that my sister and brother-in-law would still hold on to her?

Thinking of this, the expression on Mr. Gardiner's face became a little more relaxed, and he left first with a promise.

After Mr. Gardiner left, Mr. Bennet waved to Mary again: "Come here."

Manli walked over to her father and sat down.

"Your uncle told me something just now. After thinking about it, I still need to discuss it with you." Mr. Bennet said.

"what's up?"

"Your uncle wants to buy tofu from our manor and add it to the recipe of the fast food restaurant."

Manli shook her head: "No."

Mr. Gardiner had already mentioned this matter to her before, and she refused, but he never thought that he would talk to his father again.

Manli had a bit of a headache. In terms of doing business, she had never met anyone who was more persistent than her uncle!

"Why not?" asked Mr. Bennet.

"Dad, you know that I sold the tofu recipe to Mr. Jean. So I can't open a tofu shop in London. And that thing is untouchable. If it is shipped from our manor every day, it will become Tofu brain!" Manli said helplessly.

"I know."

Mr. Bennet nodded: "But what your uncle said is also reasonable. The cost of tofu is low, there are many varieties, and the taste can be liked by everyone. No matter what point it is destined to be well received once it is launched. Such a good thing was originally developed by you, but you can’t use it at home. It’s really a pity.”

"Forget it, there is always a substitute." Manli remained unmoved, her tone was very firm.

"What if Mr. Jean doesn't mind?" asked Mr. Bennet suddenly.

Gene don't mind?

"Dad, what do you mean? Is Mr. Jean here? What did you talk about?"

Manli finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When she saw Elizabeth's letter the day before yesterday, she wanted to ask, why did Jean run back to Hertfordshire?

He couldn't have gone to find fellow villagers for Alan, right?

Also, my father took a sip of the tobacco leaves he sent, and now he says he doesn't mind...

What did they talk about when they didn't know it?