Her elder sister steals her husband? She marries the God of War and is pampered beyond measure!

Chapter 77 You've hooked up with a rich woman!

Normally, Xue Ting and Chi Xuan would be drinking and making a ruckus, but today, with Su Mowan present, the two of them had no choice but to eat a proper meal.

Su Mowan ate with three men without feeling embarrassed at all; however, she was preoccupied with something and stopped eating after a while.

"Please enjoy your meal, everyone. I have something to attend to, so please excuse me. Yinshuang, bring the things over here."

Yinshuang immediately handed over the painting in her hand.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that the scroll was a painting. Tang Minzhi and Xue Ting were even more curious because they had just seen Su Mowan buy one yesterday.

Su Mowan didn't speak directly, but instead handed it to Tang Minzhi.

"Thank you for your help the other day, Young Master Tang. This is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."

Tang Minzhi's eyes lit up.

Although puzzled, he still reached out and took the scroll, then took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve, which had a red stamp on it.

It was a document personally stamped by the Minister of Works.

Su Mowan gestured for Yinshuang to take it, then said to Tang Minzhi, "If Young Master Tang needs any help in the future, please feel free to ask. I will definitely not refuse if I can do it."

Tang Minzhi smiled gently and replied lightly, "Okay."

After Su Mowan and her two servants left the private room and went downstairs, Chi Xuan pulled his head back from the door of the private room, closed the door behind him, and turned to Tang Minzhi with a sly smile.

"Hey, Minzhi, you're something else! You've got to go back and forth like this. Are you really planning to steal Prince Qin's woman?"

Tang Minzhi stroked the painting in his hand and gave Chi Xuan a warning look.

"If you keep talking nonsense, you can leave now."

Chi Xuan scoffed and immediately returned to the table, looking at the scroll in Tang Minzhi's hand with a pleased expression.

"Minzhi, Minzhi, hurry up and open it so we can take a look!"

Although Xue Ting was relatively composed, he couldn't resist the cat-like curiosity in his heart. "Yes, Minzhi, let's open our eyes and see what it is."

Although Tang Minzhi was not very willing, she could not resist the two's persistent pleading. She moved the plate in front of her aside and gently pulled off the red silk tied to the scroll.

The scroll had barely been unfurled a foot before Tang Minzhi's expression froze, and his hands stopped moving.

Chi Xuan stood to the side, completely bewildered.

He urged, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up!"

Xue Ting sensed something was off about his gaze, so she immediately got up and went behind Tang Minzhi, only to be stunned.

Chi Xuan became even more anxious.

"What's wrong with you all? What kind of painting is it? I want to see it too!"

As he reached out to snatch it, Tang Minzhi quickly moved the painting away.

He muttered to himself, "How could it be this..."

Even Xue Ting was shocked and incredulous: "This... Miss Su said she was giving it away to someone else, but it turns out she meant to give it to you?"

After he finished speaking, he had a strange look on his face.

Seeing that the two ignored him, Chi Xuan protested loudly, "Stop! Stop! Tell me what's going on! My heart is pounding like a cat's claws!"

Seeing his distress, Xue Ting kindly offered an explanation.

“Yesterday, Minzhi and I went to ‘Moxiangzhai’ to look at calligraphy and paintings. Then this Miss Su also came and said she wanted to buy a painting as a gift. Minzhi and I were looking at this painting by the master painter Han Qiu, so we recommended it to Miss Su.”

Chi Xuan's eyes widened.

"So, Miss Su bought this painting and then gave it to Minzhi today?"

His eyes gleamed with gossip, silently conveying the message of 'affair'.

Tang Minzhi's face showed neither joy nor displeasure; he calmly continued to unfold the painting.

It really is the same one from the store yesterday, no fake.

Xue Ting rubbed his chin and asked in confusion, "But why didn't Miss Su give it to you then, and why did she have to give it to you today?"

Chi Xuan looked at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.

"Are you stupid? Would Minzhi have accepted it yesterday? Today is the best time to give it to her!"

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and stared intently at Tang Minzhi: "Hey, Minzhi, this painting must have been expensive, right?"

"Three thousand taels."

After Xue Ting finished speaking, he clicked his tongue and sighed, "Rich man."

Three thousand taels?!

Chi Xuan's eyes widened.

"My goodness! So generous! Hey, Minzhi, you've hooked up with a rich woman!"

Tang Minzhi handed him the painting, saying, "Shut your mouth."

Chi Xuan indeed shut his mouth, took the painting and examined it carefully, occasionally praising it.

Xue Ting couldn't help but ask, "Minzhi, how much silver was that thing you gave me earlier? That was quite a generous thank-you gift."

Tang Minzhi remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally said, "This time I'm really giving up."

Chi Xuan, who was busy looking at the painting, didn't hear it. Xue Ting opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Su Mowan went downstairs.

Seeing that the shopkeeper was leisurely holding tea at the counter, she turned over and went over.

"Manager Qian, how's today? Are you still managing to keep up?"

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Manager Qian quickly put down his teacup and called for a waiter to bring tea. He said happily, "This is all thanks to your method. It saves both time and effort!"

Su Mowan waved her hand and pulled over a chair to sit down.

"I'm not drinking the tea anymore. I have something else to tell you. When you have time, could you teach the shop assistants how to write?"

Manager Qian's mouth dropped open when he heard that.

He was about to speak when Su Mowan raised her hand to stop him.

"I don't need you to teach anything complicated. Just teach me how to write down the numbers on the menu. That way, when customers order, the waiter can write down the numbers directly to avoid making mistakes and upsetting the customers."

Manager Qian looked troubled: "This is a good idea, but it's inconvenient for the shop assistant to carry a brush and paper to serve the guests."

"Well..."

Su Mowan was also a little worried.

"Anyway, you should teach the person first. It's much easier to memorize a number than a dish name. As for the pen, I'll think of a solution when I get back."

"Okay, then!"

Manager Qian readily agreed, "Your idea is definitely right! Take this menu from last time, for example, it saved us so much trouble!"

Su Mowan asked a few more questions casually, and before leaving, she mentioned to Manager Qian, "There's no manager at the jewelry shop right now. Do you have any suitable candidates?"

Manager Qian frowned and thought for a while before finally saying, "If you trust me, I do know a relative who is also in the capital."

Su Mowan smiled.

"I trust you, Manager Qian. If you also trust that fellow clansman, then there will naturally be no problem here."

Upon receiving such high praise, Manager Qian immediately smiled and chuckled, "Since you put it that way, I'll ask about it another day, but I'm not sure if it will work right now."

Su Mowan raised an eyebrow.

"How to say?"

Shopkeeper Qian said, "He's working at a calligraphy and painting shop on Xuanwu Street now!"