I overdid it yesterday, so I'm feeling a bit worn out today—let me take it easy for now. Nine thousand words tomorrow.
The first day of the eleventh month, Sun Mansion Back Courtyard.
Qingwen held a quicksilver mirror and stood five feet away from Sun Shaozong, constantly adjusting the angle of its surface in accordance with Xiang Ling and You Erjie's movements.
The glass workshop under the Imperial City Division had not been idle these past two years. Palm-sized quicksilver mirrors had gradually become commonplace among the common folk.
If one did not care about appearance and could tolerate blemishes, one could even buy one for a little over a hundred coins.
As for the basketball-sized mirror in Qingwen's hands, its price had plummeted from being worth a fortune and impossible to obtain to merely a dozen or so taels of silver.
It was said that for girls in the capital getting married these days, nothing was more indispensable than a small mirror.
Thus, after Sun Shaozong returned to the capital, the greatest change in his household was the addition of more than ten quicksilver mirrors of various sizes, while the paper-pasted windows had been replaced with clear, bright glass panes.
"That's true."
Hearing Sun Shaozong mention glass windows, Cai Xia, who was handing a handkerchief to You Erjie, could not help sighing. "Back when First Master Zhu of Rongguo Mansion got married, six glass windows were used in the bridal chamber, and the whole Imperial City was shocked—yet how many years has it been? Even ordinary people can afford glass windows now!"
Hearing the regret in her words over class privileges being infringed upon, Sun Shaozong immediately declared, "Once the money from the south reaches the capital, we'll have four... five sets of mirrored wardrobes made first—ones where you