230 gold coins.
By my estimate, it was worth roughly 230 million Won.
Domingo handled the subsequent process and brought it to me. Thanks to him, a considerably heavy pouch of gold coins was now lying on my room’s table.
Though it looked small, it was clearly a pouch of gold coins, and I was delighted.
“Wow, all this gold is mine.”
I stacked the gold coins like chips in a casino, momentarily lost in thought.
“What should I do with this?”
I considered paying off the debt to Philip right in front of me, but quickly changed my mind.
“It’s better to use this as seed money for a business.”
It was enough to start a candle business, but inadequate to pay off the massive debt accumulated in this house.
“Yes, let’s grow this money and pay off the debt together.”
[This is the time separator]The next day, I directed Mild to locate the nearest candle manufacturer and understand their situation.
Then, I entered my workshop and flung the windows wide open.
Today was a trial run to make several scented candles.
My knowledge was limited to a handmade scented candle recipe I saw online. And even that, I had only seen, never made.
But it didn’t seem difficult.
What I was making was not a highquality candle, but a sample to show to a potential manufacturing partner.
As long as I could convey what I wanted to make, that was enough, right?
I first hung a pot on the fireplace and melted enough wax.
I retrieved the wick, set it in cups and dishes, and mixed in the melted wax and a little fragrance oil.
Next to the candles, I placed several hourglasses and notepads to measure the time it took for varioussized candles to solidify, gauging the minimum production quantity.
Thus, I repeatedly melted the candles I had, adjusted the amount of fragrance or perfume, and allowed them to solidify again.
I was engrossed in my work when a maid’s voice came from outside the door.
“Madam, it’s mealtime.”
“I’ll eat here. Bring something simple.”
The maid brought bread, cookies, fruit, etc.
After a light meal, I left the remaining food in one corner of the workshop and immersed myself in my work again. I planned to eat the leftovers when hungry.
By the time I had filled half the table with newly made candles, Philip appeared. Entering my workshop without permission, he covered his nose with a handkerchief.
“My lady? What on earth are you doing to mix all sorts of fragrances?”
Before Philip could inspect the interior further, I promptly pushed him back.
“Who said you could come in?”
“The maids were all aflutter, so I came to see.”
“You don’t need to know. You’re a distraction, so please leave.”
“A, distraction?”
Philip moved as I pushed, but his expression was one of disbelief.
“How could I possibly be a distraction to my lady?”
He still seemed to have the image of the old Ellen in his head.
“Maybe before, but now you’re definitely a distraction. So please leave.”
“You? … My lady?”
“Don’t worry about this, just go about your business.”
I firmly pushed him out of the workshop and closed the door.
After that, a different form of scented candle that I had seen on the internet suddenly came to mind.
“Ah, I should try making that too.”
I quickly jotted down a few ingredients on a note and rang for a maid, who should be nearby and arrive soon.
As the maid came, I reopened the workshop door, only to find Philip still standing there.
“Aren’t you busy today?”
I scanned Philip from head to toe, prompting him to shrug.
“There’s work, but I’m worried as my lady is acting unusually.”
Just then, the maid approached and bowed. Instead of responding to Philip, I handed the note to the maid.
“Call gardener Heyd, and you go to the kitchen and get these.”
“Yes, madam.”
The maid took my note and vanished down the hall, leaving Philip slightly furrowed.
“Calling gardener Heyd?”
“I have something for him to do.”
“……”
His expression was strange.
It seemed he was worried that I might order the gardener around again.
“I won’t order him around like yesterday, so don’t worry.”
“……Hoo.”
Count Philip Morris stroked his chin a few times and let out a small sigh.
“Understood, then.”
After he obediently left, Heide appeared, trembling.
“Wwhat is it, ma’am?”
I looked him over again. His muscular arms and legs were long and solid.
“Do you know about the grass that prevents pests from approaching, or flowers that have a calming scent?”
“Of course.”
“Go now and gather various herbs and flowers.”
Heide, who had rolled his eyes at my order, confirmed the task given to him.
“So you mean to gather herbs that prevent pests from approaching, or flowers that have a calming scent?”
“Right, bring them as quickly as possible.”
“Will it be okay to bring them by evening?”
I couldn’t help but laugh at his silly question.
“If it was okay to bring them by evening, I wouldn’t have called you.”
“Eh?”
“Run. Bring them within an hour.”
“Eh? Starting from now, within an hour?”
“Yes.”
I flipped over an hourglass.
“Come back before it’s all done. Run, so take a water bottle with you. Hurry up.”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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