The new factory building was spacious, bright, and clean, which immediately lifted one's spirits upon looking at it. The only thing that dissatisfied Yang Mengchen was that the windows were pasted with coarse white paper, which seemed ineffective in the event of wind or rain. She would have to think of a solution.

Under the direction of Yang Mengchen, Yang Chaowen and his wife, Yang Chaowu, and the workers placed the various equipment properly. All the herbs, timber, fabrics, and rapeseeds were stacked in the storeroom at the back, their faces brimming with joyful smiles.

The others were also happy to assist, and Jiumei had said before that they would build more factories in the future, so they all had the opportunity to work in such a fine factory.

With many hands making light work, the four factories were swiftly arranged. The villagers conscientiously took their leave, while a few neighbors stayed behind to help Wu Xuehua and the others prepare lunch as a treat for the artisans. They knew their place; the distinguished guests' meals would undoubtedly be personally prepared by Yang Mengchen, but they could help with the preparations.

Upon returning home and seeing that Old Master Yang and the others were obviously a bit constrained, Yang Mengchen found an excuse to send them away and glanced at Long Xuanmo, "I'm going to make lunch now. Please make yourselves at home."

Long Xuanmo nodded slightly.

After Yang Mengchen left, Nangong Lingfei chuckled, "Since Ms. Yang has told us to make ourselves at home, let's do just that. I've heard that Ms. Yang's house has a unique style. It's the perfect opportunity to take a look."

This time, seeing Ziyu moving freely and obviously in better health, he was naturally in high spirits.

"It's not just the house that has a unique style, but the furniture designed by Jiumei is even more novel and chic. I guarantee you've never seen anything like it!" Luo Jingyao said with pride and satisfaction, "Father, big brother, I have already told Jiumei, once her family's furniture is finished, she will make five sets for our family.

I've even paid the deposit, and Master Wu has ordered two sets as well."

"Our Mengmeng is truly intelligent and capable! Jingrui, quickly, show your father," Doctor Luo urged cheerily, and the father and son hastened to the backyard.

The affectionate and protective tone in Doctor Luo's voice was clearly discernible, and with the sight of Jingrui's genuine, heart-felt smile, not the usual feigned one, the elders looked at each other and their eyes twinkled with surprise: that young girl was truly extraordinary!

Long Xuanmo proceeded toward the backyard, with the others closely following.

Glancing at Master Wu walking beside Nangong Lingfei, the eldest of the elders stroked his grey beard, a flash of sharpness crossing his vigorous eyes.

He had long realized that the so-called Master Wu was actually Hua Ziyu, the Princely Heir from the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion. As for why Nobleman Hua was in this rural courtyard, why he had altered his appearance, and why he was now no different from normal people, he would not inquire further, for some things were understood without being spoken.

Yang Mengchen had purchased the twenty or so acres of land behind the house to build four courtyards and the east and west wings, while the old house was used for constructing the front courtyard for guests and the servants' quarters. Now, the dozen or so buildings in the four courtyards were almost completed, with the workers busily at work.

"The entire inner courtyard appears fresh and elegant, especially the design of those several buildings, truly remarkable!" Nangong Lingfei said while watching, filled with continuous admiration.

Hua Ziyu smiled, "It is only beginning to take shape. Ms. Yang said that the effect can only be seen after the construction is complete and it's decorated. She also mentioned that home is the harbor for the soul, naturally one should do whatever makes them comfortable."

Home is the harbor for the soul?

Upon hearing this, everyone was inwardly stirred, and upon reflection, they realized the profundity of the phrase, making them further recognize the young girl's exceptionality.

Seeing Long Xuanmo and the others arrive, Feng Lin hurried over to greet them, "This humble one greets the Prince!"

"Speed up the work, but be sure to guarantee the quality," Long Xuanmo said coolly.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.