[Pride and Prejudice] Lady Makes Money

Although Manli wants to make money, a gentleman loves money in a proper way. ①

He had already made an apology, not to mention that he had never thought of taking back the barrel.It's a bit unkind to let people lose money at this time.

Besides, it's not what a lady does.

After finishing speaking, she smiled at Gene and was about to leave.

"Miss Manly!"

Gene suddenly stepped forward and blocked her way.

Manli was so frightened that she quickly took back the steps she had already taken.

The night was dark, the candlelight was dim, and there were not many guests in the garden.

The whole face of the man standing in the backlight was covered by the shadow of the tree, making it difficult to see his facial expression.

Manli's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a little bit, and a bit of vigilance appeared on her face involuntarily.

Fortunately, Gene immediately realized his impoliteness, and hurriedly took two steps back, keeping an appropriate distance from Manli.

He took off the hat and put it on his stomach, bowed down and saluted seriously: "Please forgive my recklessness, I really want to ask Miss Manli for help."

Manli couldn't help but took another two steps back, her face was expressionless, and her heart became a little more vigilant.

She really couldn't think of what such a person could ask of her?

How can you be so serious?

The expression on her face also became serious, and she quickly lifted the hem of her skirt, put her left leg behind her right leg, and saluted with the most standard posture she could do.

Then he replied politely and cautiously: "You are too polite. If you have anything to say, please feel free to say it, as long as I can do it."

It's useless to say that it can't be done.

Of course, the last sentence, Jean must not hear.

He coughed lightly, as if he wanted to hide the embarrassment in his heart, and as if he didn't know how to explain it, he deliberated for a long time before saying in an unnatural tone: "If possible, I still hope that Miss Manli can Tell me where that thermos was made? It's very important to me. My sisters in my family, and my mother..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, and suddenly a bit of annoyance appeared on his face.

Then he lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, and said in a fast voice: "You know, when there are more women, it will be... very noisy. In order to let my ears get a moment of peace, I can only promise them , this time when I go back, I will equip each of them with at least one heat preservation bucket on their carriages."

"Cough, cough!"

Manli tried very hard to endure, but she almost laughed out loud.

She quickly put her fist against her lips, and coughed twice to hide her smile.

Gene's description, although only a few dry words, reminded her instantly of her father's face of helplessness and despair when faced with the chattering of six women.

In an instant, he felt a little more intimate with this aloof gentleman, and even his tone became much more casual.

"Then how many thermal barrels do you owe your sisters in total? After all, there is only one blacksmith in Hertfordshire who can make this kind of barrel."

"Five, five is enough."

"Five?!"

Manli shook her head quickly: "I can't do it. He only did mine for about ten days!"

"So, I want to buy back the blueprint and let my blacksmith make it." Gene quickly expressed his most important idea.

This time Manli really hesitated.

The thermos was designed by her, and the drawings were also drawn by herself.

In fact, the barrel Manli made for her mother, because she said several times that she would find time to visit her uncle's family in London.

Manli knew that her mother's stomach was not good, and the weather was getting colder and colder. She was afraid that she would get a stomachache after eating something cold on the road, so she made such a bucket specially thinking that at least she could bring a mouthful of hot water on the road.

As a result, before mother could use it, she took advantage of Gene and his cousins.

As long as the thermos is the only one, I will give it away, but now he wants the design drawing...

As a student who graduated from a design major, the awareness of copyright is deeply rooted.

When designing the insulated bucket, Manli also put in a lot of effort.

After all, it must be practical, and it must be able to be done with the current productivity, and it should not be too inconsistent.

It took her three whole days to draw the picture, and she changed it many times.

When she gave the design drawings to her father, she also gave her a thousand instructions. She would rather spend more money than ask the blacksmith to agree. Without the permission of Bennet's family, she must not make the same thing for others.

"How much is Mr. Gene going to pay for the blueprint? Perhaps, I can help you send a message to the designer." Manli thought for a moment, then asked again.

Gene thought for a moment, and asked tentatively, "One hundred pounds, is that okay?"

Manli was taken aback!

If she hadn't worked hard to restrain herself, she would have almost gasped!

So proud!

Is this the gap? !

My family has such a large manor and fields, and the annual output is only [-] pounds.

This man, for such a broken iron bucket, (yes, although it was designed by himself, but it is thick and clumsy, Manli really dislikes it) is willing to pay a hundred pounds? !

"A gentleman does something and doesn't do something. ②You can't look at money. You can't bully someone just because the other party is a fool."

She recited these three sentences silently in her heart for at least a dozen times before she struggled to agree immediately.

Just when she was about to say no, Gene added: "Is this price low? Miss Manli, please tell the designer for me, I will use one hundred pounds to buy this If he is willing to transfer the right to use the thermos to me, I can add another hundred pounds."

what!what!what!

Countless fireworks bloomed in front of Manli's eyes, and the four big characters "The First Pot of Gold" shone golden and smashed down hard on her head!

It made her dizzy for a moment.

"Okay." She nodded without hesitation.

After I finished speaking, I felt a little ashamed.

After thinking about it, she reached out and stroked the broken hair by her ear, and showed a forgiving smile to Gene.

"When you come to get the blueprint, I will give you the method of making soybean milk and the blueprint of its making tools as a reward for your generosity."

As soon as these words were uttered, Man Li was finally relieved, and she seemed much lighter.

She raised her head and looked at Gene, and because of her excitement, her tone was a bit mischievous: "I think, if you have this thing as a gift, your sisters and sisters will be more kind and let your How long will your ears be quiet for a few days?"

Gene looked at the girl in front of him.

She raised her head slightly, and the silver moonlight coated her face with a layer of soft light.Her face was full of smiles, and a graceful and moving arc was formed between her slender neck and small jaw...

Everyone held their breath unconsciously.

Almost got lost for a while.

"Mr. Gene?"

After he said so much, the man in front of him didn't seem to hear anything and said nothing.This made Manli a little uneasy.

She called his name tentatively.

Only then did Gene react, and immediately realized what a generous gift the other party had given him!

"This is too expensive, no..."

"You're welcome."

He immediately refused, but Manli interrupted him before he finished speaking.

I saw her waving her hands at him carelessly, her movements were not ladylike, but she had an indescribable chicness, and she looked very handsome.

"Mutual benefit, Mr. Jean is so generous, naturally our Bennet family can't let you suffer."

This is already a clear admission that those design drawings came from their own family members.

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A rare ball brought people's excitement to the highest level, until the next day's breakfast, the group of women in the Bennet family were still talking about it.

"Mr. Bingley must have been charmed by our Jane, and it won't be long before he comes to propose to Jane. After all, our Jane is beautiful and charming, and there is no cuter in the world than her." It's a girl."

Mrs. Bennet's eyes narrowed with delight as she talked about the events of last night.

After all, Bingley and Jane danced twice in a row last night, which was a treatment that no other girl in the audience had ever had.

"I think that Mr. Darcy is also very handsome. He is so tall and handsome, like a character in a fairy tale." Kitty clenched her fists with both hands and put them on her chin, smiling silly, with a nympho expression on her face .

"Mr. Darcy?"

Elizabeth snorted lightly, with a rare bit of sarcasm in her tone: "Such a proud and mean person, how can ordinary people be able to get high? Compared with him, Mr. Bingley is much cuter .”

No matter how proud and mean you are, it is also treating others. As your natal male god, he will only treat you with heart and soul.

Seeing her second sister judging her future husband like this, Man Li silently slandered her in her heart.

She didn't want to join such a topic. She just wanted to finish her meal quickly so that she could talk to her father about the blueprints.

"Manli, what's the matter with you, what happened? Why do you look so unhappy?"

Xu Shi was too absent-minded, and she was a little different among the many excited sisters, even her father, who had always been careless, could see it.

He specially put on reading glasses and looked Manli up and down.

"Dad, have you finished eating? I have something to tell you." Manli simply put down the cup in her hand, and led her father to the study.

"...So, Dad, do you want to try to redraw the design drawing in my image? I think this transfer agreement should be signed with Mr. Jean in your name."

Manli told her father what happened last night in detail, and then suggested.

Mr. Bennet didn't say anything for a long time, and sat there quietly looking at his daughter.

"dad?"

After a while, Manli, who was immersed in excitement, realized something was wrong, and looked at her father suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Honey, is the pocket money given to you at home not enough, are you short of money?"

Mr. Bennet looked at his daughter and asked with a look of self-blame.