After Mrs. Zhao left, Chen Wanqing returned to her room, prepared her ink and brush, and wrote a letter to her mother.
The solution she came up with was to hand this whole affair over to her mother.
Her mother only disliked making incense. When it came to socializing, she actually quite enjoyed it.
She would continue to manage the business for now, and once her mother arrived, she would hand all these matters over to her.
Then she could give her mother a share of the profits, providing her with an income sufficient to establish herself in the Prefecture. Meanwhile, she herself would be freed up to concentrate on the things she truly enjoyed. 'It would truly kill two birds with one stone.'
Perhaps the heavens themselves were helping her. Chen Wanqing hadn't even had time to mail the letter she'd just written when CuiYa came rushing in again. "Madam, wonderful news, wonderful news! Your parents, the Master and Madam, have arrived at our gate!"
