For several days, while going to the city to sell fish, Huo Xi took Yang Fu to various cake shops and sold his own cane sugar door-to-door.
Although some were sold, the quantity was not large and the price was severely suppressed.
The price of sugar in grocery stores in the city is fifty cents per catty, but the pastry shops buy raw materials in bulk, but the price is much lower. The price of sugar is reduced to 20% off, which costs forty cents per catty, but Huo Xi is not willing to do it.
When I bought twenty shi, the price was calculated to be thirty-five or six cents per catty. If I sold it for forty cents, it was not a waste of money, but it was not very cost-effective.
I didn't go to big bakery shops anymore, and only went to some small independent shops. Those shops didn't have channels for bulk purchases, so they sold dozens of kilograms at a price of about forty-five cents per catty.
Yang Fu followed Huo Xi all the way and saw her frowning and opening her mouth. He comforted her for a long time: "It's okay Xi'er. Let's sell slowly. Don't be in a hurry."
Huo Xi nodded nonchalantly, but his brows did not relax.
It would be great if she had a shop in the city. Goods bought from other places at low prices could be put in the shop and slowly sold, without her having to go door-to-door to sell them and be looked down upon by others.
But what should we open a shop to sell? Selling linen and cane sugar? This is a bit monotonous. Plus river delicacies?
Who is coming in?
What kind of store is this? It can’t be any more mixed and smells mixed.
And the linen and cane sugar have been sold out? Where can I buy them? What kind of goods should I buy? Who can sell them?
Huo Erhuai? Or the Yang family, Yang Fu? Or herself?
Huo Xi shook his head.
It's not good for her to show her face too much. It will cause trouble to Nian'er. She will have to hide her strength and bide her time for a few years.
But you can’t be a salted fish.
So sad.
In the Mu Mansion in the capital, Mu Yan is also worried.
Kan Erli was not satisfied with the gifts he saw.
This gift-giving takes a lot of thought. In addition to the gift being given, it must be liked by others, it must also reflect the wishes of the Mu family, and it must be in line with the current situation of the Mu family in the capital. It must be neither important nor light.
He had never worried about such a thing.
So annoying.
In the garden, Grandma Liu was comforting Mr. Cheng.
"Madam, there is no need to follow the common understanding of that screwdriver who suffered from the plague. They just see that Madam has no one to rely on, and her parents' family is not in the capital. All the cats and dogs use chicken feathers as arrows."
Grandma Liu sighed, very angry.
Eating food from the house, taking food from the house, living happily in the capital, being respected by a bunch of servants in the house, being held up by others outside, but there is no wife in my eyes and heart. My heart is still towards the southwest
Hou Mansion.
This kind of slave who betrays his master should be killed!
The lady is soft-hearted.
Mrs. Cheng pressed the corner of her eyes with her handkerchief: "What kind of master am I? I'm trapped in this mansion, and even the servants don't take me seriously."
Aunt Liu was very distressed: "Madam, you must not belittle yourself like this. You are the Madam of the Marquis House of Xiping, and you still have a young master. The young master is now allowed to serve in both civil and military affairs. When the young master grows up in the future, will you still enjoy the privileges?"
What a blessing."
Mrs. Cheng sniffed and smiled: "Yes, I still have Yan'er."
Aunt Liu responded with a few words.
Mrs. Cheng then said: "Mommy, go to some of my dowry shops and see if you can collect some money."
"yes."
The master and servant walked away together.
Mu Yan stepped out from behind a tree, looked at the master and servant walking away, and narrowed his eyes.
"Li Yi!"
"My subordinate is here."
"Go check it out."
"yes."
After a while, Li Yi came back to report.
"My wife was preparing a gift, but she couldn't get the money from the accountant, so she asked the chief steward to go to the shop to get the silver. The chief steward was prevaricating, and said that the proceeds from the capital shop and Zhuangzi would be sent back to Yunnan, saying that they belonged to the Marquis.
Order……"
boom!
Mu Yan grabbed the paperweight on the desk and slammed it to the ground.
The paperweight suddenly fell and cracked.
"The one invited to the Queen's Confession celebration is the Xiping Houfu or the Cheng family of Chengmen!" The voice was cold and without any warmth.
Li Yi lowered his head and pursed his lips.
After he found out the reason, he was also filled with anger. He wanted to send gifts to the palace, but the palace didn't have the money to pay for them. Instead, Madam Hou had to pay for the dowry herself?
If the superiors knew about this, they would think that the Xiping Hou Mansion looked down on the queen.
With the new emperor's love for the queen, the Xiping Hou Mansion might not be able to afford it and would have to walk around. They are far away in the southwest and have nothing to do. The emperor is far away, but their young master may have a hard time walking in the capital.
The young master is a hostage, and his status is awkward. He often does things that hinder him in the palace. The young master has few classmates in the Imperial College who can talk to him.
Usually no one invites me to have fun together.
Li Yi was just thinking wildly when he saw the young master striding out of the study room and quickly gathered his concentration to follow.
"Master."
As soon as they entered the courtyard, the chief steward Mu Ren just smiled and said hello to Mu Yan, when he was kicked to the ground by Mu Yan.
"Master?"
Muren fell to the ground with a stunned look on his face.
The young master usually huddles in his yard and doesn't care about anything. What happened...what happened? His mind was racing.
Mu Yan looked arrogant and looked at him coldly from top to bottom.
Seeing him trying to get up, he was still upset and kicked him to the ground again.
The servants passing by all opened their mouths in astonishment, and were so frightened that they lowered their heads from a distance, but couldn't help but peek at it secretly.
Mu Yan didn't explain either, and only told Kan Er in a cold voice: "Go and call the second manager."
"yes."
The second steward, Mu Shi, ran over holding the hem of his clothes. Before he could catch his breath, he opened his mouth: "Young Master..."
He was interrupted by Mu Yan.
"From now on, you will be promoted to the position of chief steward. The first thing you need to do is to carefully list the properties in the capital and nearby areas, and ask all the shopkeepers and village heads to come to me with their account books. Anyone who disobeys orders will be sent away.
Where are you going back!"
The second steward, Mu Shi, opened his mouth in circles and his mind was buzzing.
"What, you can't do it?" The voice was cold.
Mu Shi looked up and saw the young master looking at him coldly.
He was so frightened that he knelt down and said, "Slave, thank you young master for your promotion. I will certainly fulfill my mission."
"Well. Since Muren's heart is towards Yunnan, he sent him there, along with the family. You can arrange the personnel in the house. If you still don't have a master in your eyes, he will kill or sell, but there will be no
Muren is so lucky."
"Yes, yes, I understand."
Things have changed in the Mu Mansion in the capital.
The servants were as silent as a cicada and walked a little softly. No one dared to be lazy anymore.
Originally, the chief steward said that their monthly money was allotted from the southwest, and many servants only had the Marquis Mansion in Yunnan in their eyes, and did not seriously treat the Cheng family as their master.
But after Mu Yan's actions, everyone realized that it is better to be an official than to be in charge. The Marquis Mansion in the southwest is far away.
Mrs. Cheng received a pile of account books and saw that the servants in the mansion were respectful to her, but she couldn't recover for a long time.
When she found out that her son was standing up for her, she cried hard again.
Thinking that her biological son would now call her aunt according to the ancestral tradition, my heart felt like a knife.
Now that the marquis has taken over the title of marquis, her son, as the uncle's heir, has no idea where he will go in the future. When the other heirs of the marquis take over the title, Yan'er will be just a side branch.
Many nights, Mrs. Cheng was so worried that she could not sleep.
Now seeing Yan'er standing up for her, Cheng's dry well-like heart came to life, and it was time for her to stand up.