The shopkeeper didn't expect such a big surprise in the end!
This guest suddenly bought two carriages—one of them was that expensive one that no one ever bought!
That carriage was beautifully made with top-quality wood and ran smoothly, but the price was just too high.
Normally, a carriage would cost around three or four taels of silver, but that one was priced at eight taels! The price had doubled. Even if people liked it, they'd only admire it from afar—no one wanted to spend that much on a single carriage. But this lady didn't hesitate at all and bought it right away.
"Alright! Don't worry, I'll get both carriages ready right away!"
The shopkeeper was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling.
"That'll be ten taels in total for both carriages," he added politely.
He wasn't charging too much—this lady clearly looked like someone ready to do big business. Who knows? She might come back again in the future.
"Thank you," Jewel said with a slight smile as she looked at the shopkeeper, showing a bit of kindness.
She understood business—this boss had given her a one-tael discount, hoping to build a long-term customer relationship. She had no problem with that; after all, a win-win situation was always good.
Xavi looked a little worried when he saw Jewel buy two carriages. Wasn't this money supposed to be used to open the tavern? How could she spend so freely?
But since women did the decision-making, it wasn't his place to say anything. So he just pressed his lips together and stayed quiet in front of others.
The silver was paid, and the deal was done.
A worker from the shop quickly drove one of the large carriages to Jewel's home in Xie Village to deliver it.
The other one— the luxury carriage that Xavi had been eyeing—didn't need to be delivered. Jewel and Xavi would ride it themselves to go check out the three-story shop they were planning to rent.
Once they left the shop, the carriage rolled smoothly through the streets of Chong'an Town. Jewel was the one driving it.
In her previous life, she had attended her company's outdoor activities and once traveled to a big grassland. There, they had roasted whole lambs and stayed in temporary yurts. That's when she learned how to ride horses from the local herders.
She loved trying new things and enjoyed the freedom of racing across the grasslands.
Every time she wore travel gear and rode a horse, she'd imagine herself as a brave soldier charging into battle, full of ambition and pride. Maybe the reason she ended up in this matriarchal world was because she had always carried a bold spirit deep within her.
Back in the modern world, many of her friends placed too much importance on love and marriage—so much that they lost their own identity, their spark. Even the strong, successful women around her were like that.
But she was different. She couldn't accept arranged marriages or giving up her shine just to take someone else's name.
She had her own pride, and that pride wouldn't let her compromise. She just wanted to focus on building her career.
Others might think she was too stubborn, but life belonged to her, and only she knew what kind of life she wanted.
Choosing how to live was her own right. She never felt there was anything wrong with being a high-quality single woman in modern times. She didn't agree with ideas like "love is everything" or "a girl's only purpose is to marry and serve her husband and family."
As the saying goes: even the best co-pilot can't compare to being the one holding the steering wheel!
Because no matter how great the co-pilot is, they're still not the one in control.
She wasn't saying people shouldn't hope for true love—but love isn't the only beautiful thing in the world. A bad relationship shouldn't trap your whole life.
People always say love is sacred, but if you fall for the wrong person, it can become the dirtiest thing in the world.
The purest love should only be given to someone who truly deserves it!
Like now—she had someone who genuinely cared about her. So she would treasure him and treat him with all her heart for the rest of her life.
Jewel focused on driving the carriage, feeling thankful deep inside. Coming to this matriarchal world made her feel like she had finally found where she truly belonged. She had found a world that suited her.
…
The shopkeeper had really decorated the inside of the carriage nicely. Xavi sat comfortably inside, leaning against the seat, quietly watching the back of his wife as she confidently steered the carriage.
So the wife could drive, too…
She was amazing. What couldn't she do?
She could cook, fight, and even do business...
He didn't know much himself. His older sister had taught him how to read a little when he was younger, but he didn't learn too much. After all, as a man, he was meant to get married, and knowing too many characters wouldn't be useful later on...
Still, his handwriting wasn't bad—his sister used to praise how neat and pretty it looked.
"Xavi? Are you tired?" Jewel asked when he didn't speak for a while.
"I'm not tired, wife."
Xavi actually wanted to say they didn't need to buy such an expensive carriage. That money could be used for other things...
Jewel could tell exactly what he was thinking. "Are you wondering if the carriage was too expensive and not worth it?"
"How did you know that?" he asked in surprise.
Could she read minds?
"How could I not know what's on your mind, Xavi?" Jewel smiled, turning back slightly to look at her adorable husband.
"I just feel like... it cost too much..." Xavi still felt a bit uneasy about the money.
"We can always earn more money. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."
After saying that, Jewel turned back and continued driving.
Xavi looked at her back and couldn't help smiling, happiness lighting up his face.
She had seen what he liked and gave it to him without hesitation—without even asking about the price.
Yes, he was still a little worried about the money, but he was truly happy.
Then, Jewel caught a familiar scent. She pulled the reins, and the carriage stopped.
"Xavi, wait here a moment."
"Alright," he replied obediently, not sure what she was going to do.
She jumped down and followed the delicious smell down the street to a nearby food stall.
"Auntie, how much for the candied chestnuts?" she asked the busy woman behind the stall.
"Ten coins a bag. How many do you want, miss?"
"Just two, thanks."
She paid quickly and hurried back to the carriage.
She remembered how, back in her school days, she loved the roasted sweet potatoes and candied chestnuts sold outside the school gate. She never expected to find those same snacks here on a town street like this.