The day I became Zhu Yingtai, I had just been fished out of the river. My maid was crying and pleading, "Miss, don't do anything rash!" I wiped the water off my face and asked her, "How much money does our family have?"
Three years later, a new couplet hung outside the biggest restaurant in Hangzhou: "Love and romance are no match for counting cash; moonlit nights and flowers can all be traded for drinks."
