Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Chapter 1297 The Divorced Merchant's Daughter 19

"Ah—! Miss, Miss... is dead!"

With this exclamation, the entire Ding residence was draped in mourning clothes.

The little child was soaked in water and his whole body was swollen, which looked very pitiful.

The daughter couldn't be saved, and her only child also died in the mansion. This made Mr. and Mrs. Ding very angry. They joined forces to search the Ding mansion thoroughly. In the end, they found that their granddaughter had left the courtyard without anyone with her.

It was late at night, and no one saw it.

In a fit of anger, Ding's mother sent away all the wet nurses and nannies who served her granddaughter.

As a servant, failing to take good care of your young master is the greatest dereliction of duty.

They deserved to die.

A straw mat was rolled up, and several corpses were sent out of the Ding residence and thrown out of the city.

at the same time.

The remaining balance, consisting of a box of gold and a box of silver, appeared in the room of the deceased Miss Zhang's nanny. Her family collected her body and moved out of the capital overnight.

"If anyone's to blame, it's this family for being so ruthless."

Shu Jiao chuckled softly.

That old nanny was originally sent by Madam Ding to take care of Miss Zhang.

This young lady is spoiled, arrogant, and difficult to serve. She doesn't mince words with the maids if things don't go her way.

That’s all.

When serving others, how can you not suffer some grievances?

It was a terrible mistake that Miss Zhang fell ill because of her own willfulness and playfulness, which resulted in some of the servants being beaten and unable to get up. As a result, the nanny had to take care of Miss Zhang's affairs.

But just then, the old woman's son also fell ill.

The nanny wanted to ask for leave to go home, but Miss Zhang couldn't be left alone, so Madam Ding wouldn't let her go, and even said, "Your son is nowhere near as noble as my daughter."

"It's just a slight cold; we'll call a doctor."

After saying this, Madam Ding gave the nanny some silver as a reward.

When the old woman returned, her son's health had deteriorated due to inadequate care at home, and he would need careful recuperation from then on.

The words "nurturing" and "raising" are easy to say.

But those tonics and medicinal herbs, which one of them doesn't cost money?

The old woman harbored resentment, but she was short of money, so she had no choice but to continue working for the Zhang family.

The Zhang family has now fallen from power.

Both Zhang Zizhao and Madam Ding are gone.

It seems that Ding's mother is choosing another nanny for Miss Zhang, as if she wants to get rid of the old women. How much money will she be able to use to nourish her son's health in the future?

As luck would have it, Shu Jiao offered her a helping hand.

So one night, the nanny killed Miss Zhang.

Anyway, Miss Zhang is a young lady whose parents have both died, and her future life will definitely be difficult. It would be better for her to die.

She's doing a good deed.

The old woman thought.

After Miss Zhang left, Shu Jiao stared at the Death Note and began to ponder the last two culprits.

Father Ding and Mother Ding.

If it weren't for the two of them supporting Madam Ding, how could the original owner have ended up in such a state?

How do we kill these two?

After thinking for two seconds, Shu Jiao decided to be more direct and send the two of them down to reunite with Madam Ding as soon as possible.

The whole family might even get together for a mahjong game on the road.

"San'er, keep an eye on things. Let me know when Madam Ding leaves the manor."

"okay."

003 readily agreed.

As for Ding's father...

Huh~

We'll send the couple off together then.

Thinking about it, Shu Jiao looked down at her territory in the mall—Milo Island, which was already more than half-built.

Clang, clang!

A faint sound of construction could be heard.

Neat and orderly houses of different styles yet harmonious, fields, forests, mountains, lakes scattered evenly and rationally designed... and all kinds of animals.

Shu Jiao's fingers twitched slightly.

【ding~】

[Does the host wish to purchase 100 Bengal tigers (white, genetically modified)?]

[Does the host wish to purchase 200 Red Foxes (White, Albino, Genetically Enhanced Version)?]

[Host, would you like to purchase...?]

[Does the host wish to purchase 10 gem ore (color selectable)...?]

【whether.】

Shu Jiao didn't even glance at the long list of outstanding payments following her up, and clicked "Yes" on all of them. In the blink of an eye, the gold coin value and trade value above started to plummet.

Looking at the detailed scale map of the island, Shu Jiao looked it over and over again, "San'er, I think this place is missing a port."

"build."

"Can you give me a simulation? How about we build a giant garden here?"

"Okay, host sister, generating it for you..."

003 quickly gave the simulation diagram to Shu Jiao.

Shu Jiao glanced at it, quite satisfied. With a flick of her finger, she bought another construction team and then fenced off a plot of land. "This is it. Build me a garden. The best, the most expensive. Price is not a problem."

If it weren't for this feudal and ancient era, where technology couldn't support high-end goods, Shu Jiao would have created an entire sky palace and sky garden.

"Give me ten more merchant fleets, fifteen ships per fleet would be about right..."

Shu Jiao murmured to herself.

After all, she had already made a boast in front of Qi Xun, so she had to make it seem true, right?

Staffing?

Max it out, max it out.

Sailing route?

One team will travel to two locations. She wants everyone in the maritime trade industry to know that this vast ocean has been contracted to her by Shu Jiao!

As for the goods used for trading on merchant ships?

Shu Jiao emptied out all the junk she'd stored away in her space for who knows how long and threw it out. The wrong dynasty, the wrong era, the wrong signature—none of that mattered.

Because you could easily say that this is a specialty product of another country.

As for which country?

Then don't worry about it.

Your ship's navigation skills are too poor; you won't make it. That person is a regular customer of mine; their place is much more prosperous than your little slum.

Shu Jiao never imagined that her blatant lies would lead to a historical discrepancy between different countries—

Hey?

Hey hey hey???

What happened to this country? What happened to that country? All those once-glorious crafts and technologies have vanished? And all those people have disappeared?

It cast a shadow over the history of various countries.

That layer of shadow is called—

One of the ten unsolved mysteries: those countries submerged in the long river of history.

Archaeologists from various countries have painstakingly excavated tombs all over the world, but they have only found some antiques and fragments of information. They have found absolutely no other evidence.

The existence of antiques proves that those countries truly existed.

But where are they located?

How did it disappear?

I don't know at all.

Of course, this is a problem for people in later generations. At this moment, Shu Jiao, looking at her empty gold coin balance, also felt a little annoyed.

Where's my money?

Gone again?

This is spending money way too fast!

003: ...

"Host sister, do you want to take a look at your island setup with maxed-out defense and combat stats?"

You also bought over 800,000 people from the mall, along with a large number of rare and exotic beasts, various minerals, weapon workshops, and breweries...

It's already quite good that you can still have two taels of silver left.

Although 003 didn't say it aloud, Shu Jiao understood from its eyes.

She thought about it for a moment...

Right.

"It's just that the money was spent so effortlessly."