Mrs. Wu finally settled the matter and sold the two shops, the Dyeing House in the prefecture, and a weaving village in Fuhai County to Miss Zhang in exchange for twenty-two thousand taels in silver notes.
If they weren't in a hurry, these could be sold for at least thirty-five thousand.
As for the Zhuangzi with many three-spindle pedal spinning wheels, Mrs. Wu hesitated again and again, but still did not sell it. Her husband Wu Shilin spent a lot of money on this Zhuangzi. If he sold it cheaply, he was afraid that after Shilin recovered, he would not be able to sell it.
If she wanted to bring bad luck to her, she could only do it first, and wait until Shuhei was released from prison. Zhuangzi had so many mouths to talk about, which gave her a headache, so she could only take one step at a time.
The only consolation was that Miss Zhang was really generous. After the contract was signed and registered at the Yamen, the money was given to her on the same day. Mrs. Wu also gave Miss Zhang the deeds of sale for the servants in the shop and the dye house.
Although these servants are in the hands of Miss Zhang, their relatives who cannot bear it are still in the Wu family. This also means that if Mrs. Wu wants to get information, it can be said to be an easy task.
The next thing she had to do was to use the money she had just received to clear the way and rescue her son as soon as possible. She had no hope from the Guangning County magistrate, let alone the Wu family, who didn't like the magistrate.
The only people she could bribe were fellow magistrates or magistrates in Dingnan Prefecture. According to what she knew, fellow magistrates in Dingnan Prefecture loved money, and for the sake of money, there was a high possibility that they would write letters for them.
While she was thinking about how to find an opportunity to bribe the Tongzhi master, her companion Wu Qu came over with an anxious look on her face.
"Please help me, madam."
As soon as she entered the room, she knelt down.
Mrs. Wu didn't know why, "What happened?"
Mrs. Wu Qu wiped away her tears and said, "Miss Zhang, the murderer of a thousand swords, is going to sell my Rong'er!" She was Mrs. Wu's companion, and she was married to Zhuangzi's steward. The son she gave birth to was a good man because of his arithmetic skills.
Yes, he became the accountant of the cloth shop. This time, after the cloth shop was sold to Miss Zhang, Wu Rong's deed of sale also fell into the hands of Miss Zhang.
Who would have thought that this young lady, just after getting the shop, would drag all the people inside to the market to sell it? Isn't this going to tear out her heart? Her Rong'er hurriedly asked someone to send her a message, so she hurriedly
Ask Mrs. Wu for help.
Mrs. Wu clenched her hands into fists and her mouth was bitter, "Does she really want to sell everyone?"
She also counted on these servants to be her spies, so she made a lot of noise in front of Miss Zhang and praised them profusely, saying that they were all good businessmen. As long as they were here, there would be no need to worry about the business. She thought
Ms. Zhang has no local connections, so she must rely on them.
It turns out that it’s only been one day, right?
Even the servants in the shop have been sold, and the ones in the dye house and Zhuangzi are probably the same, right?
Mrs. Wu stood up and gritted her teeth and said, "Give Miss Zhang the invitation. I want to meet her."
During this period, Miss Zhang has been living in the largest Zuixian Building in the state capital.
What surprised Mrs. Wu was that Ms. Zhang did not shy away from meeting her and quickly agreed on a meeting time.
Mrs. Wu asked: "I heard that you recently sold a group of servants. Did they do a bad job?"
Miss Zhang, no, Shengnan to be precise, she sighed: "Mrs. Wu's information is really well-informed. I just sent the person to the market in the morning, and you will know."
Mrs. Wu was not sure whether Miss Zhang was deliberately sarcastic. She sighed and said, "It's just that someone happened to see it and mentioned it to me."
"They have also served me. If possible, I also hope that they can have a stable place to go. They have been in our Wu family for so many years and have always been loyal. It would be a pity to sell them like this."
Sheng Nan said: "It's just because they are too loyal to your Wu family that I dare not ask for them."
Mrs. Wu's face changed, and she forced a smile, "What are you talking about? I have already given you their contract of sale, how dare they betray you."
"But the deeds of selling their relatives are still in your hands. Why should I keep a servant who has second thoughts about me?"
Mrs. Wu seemed to recognize this Miss Zhang from the capital for the first time. She seemed not as innocent as she thought. Was it wrong to make a deal with her?
Katsuo said: "You are so worried about them, you can buy them all back to serve you."
The total population of those servants is quite large, at least a thousand taels. If it were in the past, Mrs. Wu would certainly not look down upon thousands of taels, but now she has to worry about every tael, and how can she be willing to redeem the lives of those servants.
Her face turned red, not only angry, but also embarrassed at being exposed.
At this time, the door opened, and a girl in a pink skirt, Pingping Tingting, came over and said, "Mom, please have tea."
The gentle voice sounds particularly familiar. And the name of mother...
Mrs. Wu couldn't help but raise her head, and when she saw Wu Shu, she showed a shocked expression, "Wu Shu?"
"Why are you here?"
She couldn't turn her head around for a moment and looked confused.
The corners of Wu Shu's lips curled up, "A few days ago, it was me who accompanied Sheng Nan to see you. I just darkened my face and put on makeup, so you wouldn't recognize me."
Mrs. Wu felt as if she had been hit hard by a hammer on Tianling Gai, and felt dizzy for a while. Her escort quickly supported her, preventing her from falling backwards.
"You, why are you here? Aren't you in the Yuan family?"
Until now, she didn't want to believe this fact.
Sheng Nan also smiled, "Actually, I am not a young lady from the capital. My master is Su Yueling."
Su Yueling?!
The Su Yueling who put her son in jail and even defrauded their family of tens of thousands? If she just handed over the Wu family's property to her hands, wouldn't she become a sinner of the Wu family?
Unable to bear the stimulation any longer, Mrs. Wu fainted.
Her roommate hurriedly took her back and invited a doctor to come over and see her.
Mrs. Wu was not in good health at this time, and this incident made her headache even worse. She couldn't get out of bed for several days, let alone move around for her eldest son. She had no choice but to hope for her second son (the younger son will die this year)
, definitely not disturbing), asked Wu Xiuhe to help. Wu Xiuhe originally wanted to refuse, until his concubine blew the pillow wind into his ear.
Wu Xiuhe suddenly realized that he took the money and pretended to help, but the money basically went into his pocket. He was not as valued by his parents as his eldest brother, nor was he as good at studying as his younger brother. The eldest family was now in danger, so naturally he
You have to think about your future.
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Wu Shu learned about the current situation of the Wu family from Aunt Chen, and the shop and dyeing shop were settled. Naturally, they had to return to Guangning County and report the matter to Su Yueling and the others. If they wanted to purchase manpower, Su Yueling should pass by.
When they returned to the Yuan family after a long journey, what they saw was Su Yueling with a unique bun. The bun was not even the twenty-four types of Wu Shuhui, but absorbed the characteristics of the twenty-four types of buns.
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But even she had to admit that this new bun was very suitable for Su Yueling. When paired with the sparkling five phoenix beads, her movements made her look even more gorgeous and noble.
"Who made this bun? It's such a novel style. At first glance, I thought it was some kind of concubine or fairy."
Su Yueling's eyes lit up, "You think it looks good too, right? Suijun is really talented."
Although he failed to master all the twenty-four kinds of buns in this short period of time, he was able to innovate and come up with beautiful new buns.
Wu Shu almost suspected that he had heard wrongly, and his expression froze, "Who are you talking about?"