票号遗孀 | The Banker's Widow of Pingyao
"平遥古城的深宅大院里，一位丰满的票号后人守护着财富与秘密... In the deep courtyards of ancient Pingyao, a curvaceous descendant of bankers guards wealth and secrets..."
票号遗孀 | The Banker's Widow of Pingyao
第一章 | Chapter One: 晋商故里 (Land of Shanxi Merchants)
平遥古城的城墙内，藏着无数晋商的传奇。
Within the walls of ancient Pingyao lie countless legends of Shanxi merchants.
城中最大的宅院属于裴家，现任主人裴玉华，五十岁，是裴家票号的最后传人。她身材丰满，举止端庄，守寡十年。
The largest mansion in the city belonged to the Pei family. The current owner, Pei Yuhua, fifty, was the last descendant of the Pei family bank. Her figure was full, her manner dignified, widowed for ten years.
"祖先留下的，" 她常说，"不只是金银，还有责任。"
"What our ancestors left," she often said, "isn't just gold and silver, but responsibility."
第二章 | Chapter Two: 故人来访 (An Old Acquaintance Visits)
那年中秋，一位美国华裔金融学教授来研究晋商历史。
That Mid-Autumn Festival, an American Chinese finance professor came to study Shanxi merchant history.
"裴女士，" 他看着满院的古董和账本，"这些是无价之宝。"
"Ms. Pei," he looked at the antiques and ledgers filling the courtyard, "these are priceless."
玉华为他倒茶，旗袍包裹着她丰腴雍容的身躯："这些账本记载着几代人的智慧。你想了解吗？"
Yuhua poured tea for him, her qipao wrapping her full, dignified figure: "These ledgers record the wisdom of generations. Would you like to learn?"
他的目光落在她身上，突然觉得眼前的女人比任何历史都迷人。
His gaze fell on her, and suddenly he felt the woman before him was more fascinating than any history.
第三章 | Chapter Three: 账房密室 (The Secret Counting Room)
夜深了，她带他来到地下的密室。
Late at night, she led him to an underground chamber.
"这是裴家的金库，" 她点燃蜡烛，"从未对外人展示过。"
"This is the Pei family vault," she lit a candle. "Never shown to outsiders."
满墙的金条和银锭在烛光中闪烁，但他的目光却停留在她身上。
Gold bars and silver ingots covering the walls glittered in the candlelight, but his gaze stayed on her.
"这些财富需要传承，" 她转过身，眼中带着十年的寂寞，"而我... 一个人太久了。"
"This wealth needs to be inherited," she turned around, loneliness of ten years in her eyes, "and I... have been alone too long."
她解开旗袍，丰腴的身躯在金银的映照下如同一尊贵重的雕像。
She undid her qipao, her full figure among the gold and silver like a precious statue.
第四章 | Chapter Four: 新账本 (A New Ledger)
"这段历史，你会写进书里吗？" 天亮时，她问。
"Will you write this history into your book?" she asked at dawn.
他看着她在晨光中穿衣，丰满的身影端庄而诱人。
He watched her dress in the morning light, her full figure dignified yet alluring.
"我会写晋商的智慧，" 他说，"但我们的故事，只属于我们。"
"I'll write of Shanxi merchant wisdom," he said, "but our story belongs only to us."
她微笑着，将一枚古老的银锭放在他手中："这是信物。明年中秋，我等你。"
She smiled and placed an ancient silver ingot in his hand: "This is a token. Next Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll wait for you."
在平遥的深宅大院里，有些财富比金银更珍贵...
In the deep courtyards of Pingyao, some treasures are more precious than gold and silver...