Pointing at Jian Xiu, the index finger trembled, but no words came out due to sheer anger.

“Alright, hand it over!” Jian Xiu said bluntly.

“Hand over what?” Rong Zhihe was confused.

“Silver, of course!”

“What silver?” Rong Zhihe was completely taken aback.

“Aren’t you here to give me my share of the profits?” Jian Xiu asked with an air of confidence.

Rong Zhihe: “…”

What could he say? What was there to say?

So, the only reason he was here was to deliver money to her?

Thinking about it, that seemed to be the case. He really had come just to give her silver.

With a sigh of resignation, Rong Zhihe turned to his attendant, Rong Yi, and instructed, “Bring it over!”

“Yes, Young Master,” Rong Yi responded respectfully.

At that moment, Jian Xiu realized something—Rong Yi had addressed him as “Young Master” rather than “Boss” or “Sir.”

In her experience, only noble families addressed their sons as “Young Master.”

Recalling the luxurious carriage he had arrived in, she had to admit—it did resemble the kind used by government officials.

That meant Rong Zhihe must have powerful backing.

Otherwise, there was no way his Caifang Zhai business could have expanded across the entire Dashun Kingdom.

Without strong support behind him, his enterprise would have been torn apart long ago.

As these thoughts ran through her mind, Jian Xiu carefully observed Rong Zhihe’s every move.

Even though he reeked of wealth, he still carried the aura of an aristocratic young master.

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Rong Zhihe noticed her gaze and asked.

“Who exactly are you?” Jian Xiu blurted out.

“Me? Have you lost your mind?” Rong Zhihe dodged the question with another question.

Jian Xiu: “…”

But after speaking, Rong Zhihe quickly realized what she was actually asking.

With a small cough, he said, “You just need to take your share of the profits. No need to concern yourself with anything else.”

As he spoke, his expression was noticeably unnatural.

Seeing this, Jian Xiu decided not to press further.

Taking the small chest from Rong Yi’s hands, Rong Zhihe explained,

“I know you don’t like using banknotes, so I exchanged everything into silver for you. This is the profit for the past half month—six hundred and seventy-three taels. Count it!”

“How… how much?”

“Six hundred and seventy-three. Is there a problem?” Rong Zhihe was confused.

To him, this was a small amount.

“That much?” Zhang Zixuan, who was standing nearby, exclaimed.

“This isn’t even a lot! Business has only just started picking up. Next time, I guarantee it will be double this amount.”

Saying that, he handed over the account book to Jian Xiu and continued,

“All the branch stores are listed here. Last month, we didn’t have as many branches, but this month, all of them are included. Total revenue was three thousand three hundred and sixty-five taels. Your twenty percent share is six hundred and seventy-three taels.”

Then he handed the small chest to Jian Xiu and said smugly, “Go ahead, check if everything is correct!”

Jian Xiu slowly recovered from her surprise.

She took the chest, opened it, and roughly counted the silver inside.

Then, she skimmed through the account book before handing everything back to Rong Zhihe.

“You counted it all?”

“Yes, I did,” Jian Xiu replied calmly.

“Then don’t make your new house look too shabby, alright?”

Jian Xiu: “…”

“Look at this courtyard of yours—what kind of place is this? If I hadn’t seen it myself, I wouldn’t believe my business partner lives here.”

Seeing Jian Xiu’s speechless expression, Rong Zhihe didn’t stop. Instead, he continued his nagging.

But surprisingly, Jian Xiu didn’t find his chatter annoying.

She knew he wasn’t truly criticizing her—he was showing concern.

For a friend like this, she could accept his words with ease.

Seeing that Rong Zhihe was about to say more, Jian Xiu quickly interrupted, “Are you staying for dinner?”

“Jian Xiu, do you even have a conscience? After traveling all this way to bring you silver and fabrics, you ask me this? It’s just one meal! I haven’t even—”

“Alright, I’ll go cook!”

Before Rong Zhihe could finish, Jian Xiu cut him off.

Since such an important guest was staying for dinner, she had to prepare something special.

Seeing Jian Xiu head to the kitchen, Rong Zhihe finally let her be.

He shook his fan and strolled to the new house next door to check on the construction.

The structure was mostly complete—once the roof was added, it would be ready.

At this rate, she could move in within half a month.

“Xiu’er, what are you making?” Zhang Zixuan asked while chopping wild boar meat.

“Can you go buy a fish?”

“Sure. What kind?”

“A big one with fewer bones.”

She planned to make sour fish soup and spicy boiled pork slices.

She had enough meat, but she still needed fish. She also wanted to make steamed fish head with chopped chili.

“Alright, I’ll be back soon!” Zhang Zixuan replied cheerfully.

Once he left, Jian Xiu quickly sliced the wild boar meat into thin pieces.

But when she was about to marinate it, she realized—she had no seasoning!

For these dishes, marinating the meat and fish was crucial.

Thinking of this, she turned to Keke and asked, “You know what I need, right? Can you buy it for me from the supermarket?”

“Of course.”

“How many points will it cost?”

Before she even finished speaking, a set of seasonings appeared in her hands.

Seeing this, Jian Xiu was stunned and quickly asked, “This wasn’t expensive, was it?”

“Not at all, just three points,” Keke replied nonchalantly.

“Only three points for all this?”

“Yes, don’t worry about it!”

The seasoning store’s items were cheap.

Given her current balance, there was no need to worry about such a small expense.

Though, judging by her reaction, she probably had no idea how many points she actually had now.

With both silver and points in abundance, she had truly achieved financial freedom.

At the moment, Jian Xiu was too focused on cooking to think about anything else.

The seasonings were already prepared and wrapped in oil paper.

One packet was for marinating the pork, and the other was for the fish.

She also chopped some chili peppers and smashed a few slices of ginger.

Looking at the ginger, she sighed—her heart ached to waste such fine ingredients.