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"I can bear it." Lu Yan put on the felt socks Lin Jinrong made for him. He felt the heat wrap around the soles of his feet, and his heart felt warm and settled. The light in his brows flowed: "Since you dare to do it, you must be able to bear it. Prepare for the consequences. So what if Grandpa Lei is furious? He who is slapped but dare not fight back is not the family he wants."
Lin Jinrong had never seen such a high-spirited and confident Lu Yan. Lin Jinrong couldn't help but look at him twice, then quickly turned away and said: "Zhuzipu sent a total of three thousand taels of silver, what do you think of how to deal with it?" ?”
The topic changed so quickly. We were just talking about Mao Brown, but in the blink of an eye we were talking about the income of the bead shop. Although Lu Yan was a little surprised, he smiled slightly: "Just put it all away. Didn't you put a lot of money in there? Huh? Just fill it in. If you have more, just keep it for New Year gifts."
He didn't tell her earlier, which made her feel painful for a long time. Lin Jinrong showed a bit of joy when his wish came true, but he was dissatisfied with his calculation: "Such a big thing, there are expenses everywhere, and there are still some things that are not profitable to keep." , Isn’t the hairy brown that is specially used to sell and raise prices bought with money? Where is it enough? I also prepare New Year gifts, unless the money will give birth to babies."
Lu Yan was made to laugh by her words, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud. He jumped off the bed and hugged her: "This year is not enough, there is next year, and the year after that. They are all yours, is that enough?"
Lin Jinrong shook his head: "No, that was given to you by your grandfather. I don't want the extra money. You can make up for my dowry money and provide some daily household expenses."
Lu Yan smiled and said, "What's mine is not yours?"
Lin Jinrong said seriously: "No, what's mine is not yours." Seeing Lu Mian raise his eyebrows, he added: "My dowry money will be left to my children in the future."
Lu Yan then smiled again: "Yes, what's yours belongs to you. It's not clear yet outside, so I'll go first. Otherwise, if those two disappear, I will disappear with them. No wonder others want to blame me."
Lin Jinrong sent him out, carefully collected the money, and ordered Li Zhi and Fang Zhu to come in and make arrangements in a low voice.
The broken snow mixed with the freezing rain came down, soaking people's eyebrows and hair in an instant and freezing it into white. When Lu Shao rode into his newly built woolen weaving workshop, the stewards under him who were involved in the woolen brown business were doing so. They huddled around two large charcoal basins that were burning red, whispering to each other: "Lao Fang has been staying here these days, and now he suddenly leaves. Could it be that he and the Tao family have made a secret agreement?"
"I heard that when he left, he took away a batch of brown hair, authentic Qingzhou hair brown. I don't know if it belongs to the Tao family."
"Needless to say, who else could be there besides the Tao family?"
"The news just came, the Tao family made a deal with a merchant from Da Rong two days ago, and the negotiated price was 30% lower than what we offered. Now the price in Da Rong is already falling. Already."
Lu Shao's heart was trembling, but he still held on. Yun Danfeng smiled with everyone and said, "What are you afraid of? I'm not someone who started from a humble family and kept all my money in it. If I can't sell it, I won't have anything to eat." He doesn't want anyone else to ask for it. People always need to wear clothes. Let's take a look at Da Rong first. If it doesn't work, wait until next autumn before transporting it to the north. It will be the peak season then, and the price will definitely rise again. Yes, what are you afraid of!"
He spoke with confidence, and the stewards under him felt a little more at ease: "My uncle is right, who doesn't know that Qingzhou and Pingzhou have good brown hair? They have a good reputation. It's just a matter of time, sooner or later.
Can be sold."
Another person scolded Lao Fang: "Old fox, if you don't do business well, it's okay if you can't do it cheaply. Before leaving, he even laughed at us for selling Mao Brown for money. His words made everyone who came to ask about Mao Brown...
He refused to bid and pressed hard."
There were also people who were sober and cautiously advised: "Uncle, I'm afraid that the Tao family is going against us. Although our family has rich capital, it is not an option to accumulate so much hair. If they throw it away a few more times,
I'm afraid that the price will fall again, do you think it's early?"
Lu Shaodao: "If he sells it again, it won't be lower than the original price."
The curtain was raised, and someone said: "The second master is here." Then people in the room stood up and saluted Lu Jianzhong and said hello.
Lu Jianzhong laughed: "It's not strange to see intrigues in the business world. The Mei family and we also have a business of weaving gold, jacquard and brown hair. The Tao family and we are also relatives, so we won't go to the extent of killing them all. That's probably the case.
You guys had so much fun the other day, Master Tao wants to teach this junior a lesson."
Everyone laughed in agreement with him, and Lu Jianzhong called Lu Shao: "Come with me."
The father and son left the room and found an open, uninhabited area to stand. Lu Jianzhong spit out a stream of white steam: "What are you going to do? Didn't you see any clues before?"
"It's already the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month. I didn't expect that Lao Fang would leave at this time. And yesterday someone negotiated with me about the price and sold two hundred horses at a high price. So I really didn't expect it." Although Lu Shao was shocked.
, but he has not lost his sense of proportion: "Now that I think about it, I am afraid that when we took over this business, Tao Shunqin had already discussed with Mei Baoqing to take the opportunity to deal with me for his nephew and son-in-law. This time
It's hard to be good. If I follow the sell-off, the price will only fall faster and more severely. But if I don't follow the sell-off, I will lose money in this batch of hairy browns in the end. In any case, I will lose face in front of my grandfather." His lips twitched.
He moved, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "Father, I didn't have enough capital a few days ago, and my grandfather didn't allow me to compete with the Tao family. I dare not pay from the big account and use the money to build the ancestral temple."
"You are so brave!" Lu Jianzhong took a breath and pointed at Lu Shao. His eyes widened and he was speechless for a long time.
"My son originally wanted to fill it in after this period. The construction of the ancestral hall will not start until spring. The money will be idle. If we make money, it will be our own..." Lu Shao's voice became smaller and smaller.
At this time, he was not blaming him. When he pursued him, Lu Jianzhong sighed: "That's all, I didn't teach you well. I'm the only one who can pay for you. Since others have bad intentions and want to plot against you, you can
Be careful, don't let anyone catch you by the tail. Just pay it. You can't hide it anyway. You only used the money to build the ancestral temple. Don't let it fall into your grandfather's ears.
Go." Then he turned around, strode back to the room, and said to the stewards: "First take out a batch of woolen browns and sell them based on the Tao family's price. We will sell them as much as they sell for them. We will release the carrier pigeons immediately.
Let them contact Da Rong and try to sell as much as possible. But remember not to sell in large quantities, let alone mess up the situation. It's nothing but brown hair, my Lu family can afford the compensation!"
It was night, the Juxian Pavilion was brightly lit, and Mr. Lu was sitting alone on the couch playing chess. His back was still straight, but his thick eyebrows, which could express many kinds of emotions, seemed to have suddenly lost their vitality and looked lifeless.
It drooped above his eyes, covering his eyes deeper. Lu Mian and Fan Bao stood aside, both with serious faces, and no one dared to disturb him.
Suddenly, Mrs. Lu raised his head and looked at Lu Yan: "Your second uncle and eldest brother haven't come back yet?"
Lu Yan responded hurriedly: "The one who was watching at the door didn't come back to report, so he probably didn't come back."
Old Mrs. Lu glanced at him lightly and continued to play chess.
Lu Yan and Fan Bao continued to stand with them. Everyone could see that the old man was angry. If Lu Jianzhong and Lu Shao were here, this anger would naturally be directed at those two people, but now that they are not here, it is just him and the two of them.
Bear it.
Lu Yan had more ideas than Fan Bao. He had an intuition that Mr. Lu knew something. But there was nothing he could do. For this overall situation, just relying on a few friends of Mei Baoqing and Lin Shiquan was not enough.
, they need Tao Shunqin’s help, and as long as Tao Shunqin gets involved, it’s impossible to prevent Mr. Lu from getting pregnant.
Doubtful, after all, Tao Shunqin is famous for caring about his nephew. But so what? As Lin Jinrong said, the second wife is not greedy, shady, or bullying, so how could he fall into this trap? He can't always count on Mr. Lu to give him
To uphold justice. So Lu Yan straightened his back and looked more calm.
There was a sound of wind outside, followed by the sound of footsteps. He stopped at the door with some hesitation. Mr. Lu sneered, "Do you want me to come and invite you in person?"
The door was pushed open, and Lu Jianzhong stood there holding the green-mouthed and green-faced Lu Shao. He sent Lu Shao forward and without saying a word, he begged: "Dad, Da Lang did something wrong, please keep asking for it."
Give him a hand."
Mr. Lu looked back at the two of them and said calmly: "How do you want me to pull him out? I've already borrowed the money to build the ancestral temple, so what else should I give him? Should I give him my coffin copy?"
There was a deathly silence in the room. Lu Shao stretched his hands forward and kowtowed vigorously. The cold wind blew in from behind him and Lu Jianzhong, blowing the candlelight in the room swaying. Old Mrs. Lu seemed to be overwhelmed by the cold and shrank slightly.
A hint of sarcasm appeared on the shoulder and the corner of the lips: "Is kowtow calculated as a measure of money? The kowtow you make is really valuable."
Lu Shao paused for a moment and continued to kowtow. The sound of kowtowing "papa" kept ringing in the silent room, making people feel even more frightened.
Lu Jianzhong knelt down and said loudly: "Dad, I didn't teach him well. But his original intention was for the good of the family..."
Mr. Lu remained silent and continued to play his chess game. Lu Jianzhong's voice seemed to be cut off suddenly and dispersed in the cold wind. However, the cold wind blew unceremoniously towards the two people kneeling at the door, blowing their hair.
My child was almost frozen solid. The coldness leaching out from the blue brick and stone floor was like
With countless steel needles, they pierced Lu Jianzhong's knees fiercely. He couldn't help but shudder, and sneezed shapelessly. He gritted his teeth and said: "Dad, Da Lang rushes forward in a hurry and doesn't know the severity.
We have offended the Tao family and Mei Baoqing, and it is up to us to compensate for the loss this time."
"Of course you have to pay for it yourself. You have plenty of money anyway. Compensation is a small matter. It has made the Lu family a big joke. You can't afford to pay." Mr. Lu raised his head and looked at his father and son coldly: "Da Lang,
What did I tell you before? Where did you hear my words? Someone must take responsibility, otherwise no one will take my words seriously in the future. You, father and son, choose for yourself, who will do it? "
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