Since fate has arranged for their father and daughter to meet like this, Chu Qiao has no choice but to accept it, but she will not forget her current identity. She is Li Chunxiang, the head of the imperial incense room. Li Chunxiang does not know Chu Jing'an, so she must be fair.
work.
"Is that the spice business in Qingzhou?" Chu Qiao asked.
"Yes, I have been delivering spices to the palace for many years." Zhou Jiren explained.
"I don't care how many years he has been making spices. If he is not good, he will definitely not be able to pass my level." Chu Qiao raised her head and strode over.
I don't know if Chu Jing'an recognized Chu Qiao, but he happened to be talking to a young eunuch. When he raised his eyes, his eyebrows suddenly locked, his eyes were shocked, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Chu Qiao knew that Chu Jing'an's expression showed that he recognized her.
Chu Jing'an saw Chu Qiao walking over, but he was still frozen in place, unable to say a word, not even returning his greetings.
"Businessman Chu, this is Mr. Li, the new boss of Yuxiangfang. Today's spices will be inspected by Mr. Li, so I won't ask any more questions."
Zhou Jiren pushed back cleanly. After the introduction, he took a step back and ordered the people from Yuxiangfang who were following him.
"You all follow Mr. Li and do as you are told."
"Yes, Mr. Zhou."
Several people in Yuxiangfang had already worn a pair of trousers with Zhou Jiren. Everyone was hurt and prospered. They would not help Li Chunxiang no matter what. Seeing Mr. Zhou's joke, they all kept a straight face and made no decision.
Help Li Chunxiang check these spices.
Chu Jing'an stared at Chu Qiao's face and broke into cold sweat. How could it be possible? No matter how you look at this new female official in the Royal Fragrance Room, she is still Chu Qiao, but... how come Chu Qiao came to the palace? She is not with her.
mother……
To this day, Chu Jing'an doesn't know where his wife and Chu Qiao have gone. He doesn't dare to ask or inquire. For several months, he has just let it go, firmly believing that mother and daughter froze to death in that cold night and their bodies were not there.
It must have been buried somewhere by the snow, but now, he was a little unsure.
Just as Chu Qiao guessed, Chu Jing'an did not dare to call out Chu Qiao's name, but carefully approached her and asked in a low voice.
"Your surname is Li?"
"What? My last name is wrong? Do you know me?" Chu Qiao's face turned cold, and Chu Jing'an immediately shook his head.
"First time meeting, first time meeting." Chu Jing'an laughed awkwardly, his expression was very unnatural.
Chu Qiao withdrew her gaze and looked at the carriages indifferently, but she felt extremely sad in her heart. Although her father was sorry for their mother and daughter and drove them out like that, he was indeed old and thin. Jiang Huang's face showed that
He has suffered a lot. Is he also worried about driving away his wife and daughter?
There was a cold feeling in her heart, and she wanted to believe that Chu Jing'an was like this because he was frightened. He was too afraid of those forty heads moving.
"Open the carriage, bring down the spices, and check them one by one," Chu Qiao said.
"Check one by one?"
Chu Jing'an wiped his sweat. He had bribed everyone in the Royal Incense Room. Every time the spices came, Mr. Zhou and the others would not even look at them and just transport them into the palace. Why did they have to check them one by one today?
Seeing the face that looked exactly like his daughter's, Chu Jing'an walked up again in embarrassment.
"Master Li, this is a document that checks the spices at all levels. All spices are of the highest quality... Do you want to take a look?"
Regardless of whether Master Li is his daughter or not, Chu Jing'an has to send the spices to the palace. In fact, Chu Jing'an knows very well that not all of this batch of spices is top-quality, and one-third of it is...
They are all delivered with medium spices acting as fine spices.
Especially sandalwood, agarwood, and dipterocarp. There are many varieties of these spices. If you don't know the goods, it is easy to mistake some inferior varieties as high-quality spices. Although the aromas they emit are very similar, a fragrance expert can smell them.
You can smell it.
Chu Jing'an had no choice but to do this. He had to pay for the transportation of these trucks of spices to Beijing. He also had to reward officials, big and small, and peel them off. The profits he made were far less than what he had budgeted.
It was so rich, so he put a little effort into the variety of spices. There were not many people in the palace who really knew spices, so he told Mr. Zhou that the ones with good color should be used by the emperor and the empress, and the medium spices should be given to the people below.
Use it, so there won't be any problems, but now...
Chu Jing'an handed the official box to Chu Qiao, which contained several considerable banknotes.
Chu Qiao took the document box and opened it. After just one glance, she closed the box. She felt so disappointed. She always thought that Chu Jing'an was doing business honestly and did his duty. She didn't expect that he would bribe officials. See
There is no need to check these trucks of spices. There must be unqualified spices mixed in them.
Chu Qiao thought of the incense that Lan Hui lit in the room. It was obviously cheap, but the woman didn't understand, but she thought it was a good product. Maybe that was the problem.
"I won't read the paperwork."
Chu Qiao pushed the box back into Chu Jing'an's hand. Chu Jing'an's face instantly turned pale. She didn't even accept the bribe.
"Businessman from Chu, part of this batch of spices will be used for the state banquet of Mongolia coming to Beijing. This is not a joke. If it cannot withstand scrutiny, the matter cannot be solved by an official box. Please do it yourself
Think about it as appropriate, take a look, now...which carriage should I start checking first?"
When Chu Jing'an heard this, he immediately understood, and he gingerly took the box back.
"The spices in the first four carriages and the second one are for my cousin. I don't know the quality of the goods. After checking with Mr. Chu, if there is no problem, I will send them over. If they are not good enough, Mr. Chu will take them back to Qingzhou.
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As Chu Jing'an spoke, he secretly looked at Chu Qiao. No matter how he looked at it, this was his daughter. Her appearance, voice, and behavior were all just...
"Well, let's open the first three."
Even if Chu Qiao hated Chu Jing'an, she would not embarrass her father at this time. He should have understood this.
Zhou Jiren naturally knew what was in the official box. Every time he collected it generously, and then gave some away to the people below. Unexpectedly, when the banknote was given to Li Chunxiang today, Li Chunxiang actually refused. There was also a banknote in the palace.
A money-grubbing official? Zhou Jiren felt that this Li Chunxiang was a bit extraordinary.
"Although this spice is of high quality, it doesn't have enough heat to bake. Is it damp on the road?" Chu Qiao turned around and asked Chu Jing'an.
Zhou Jiren stretched out his neck and sweat broke out on his forehead. How could Li Chunxiang still tell that the spices were damp?
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Two updates today. It’s New Year’s Day and two guests are coming to the house. Tomorrow will be normal. Thank you everyone for your support. I wish you all a happy New Year.