The sun was rising, and a group of people walked out of the merchant's drug store.
A dozen or so domestic slaves in rich attire surrounded a handsome and handsome nobleman in purple, making noisy noises and wandering around the streets as if no one else was around.
When I see an interesting shop, I stop, go in and browse around, and when I walk out, I see a lot of stuff.
I wonder if the weather is too hot, but the noble man in purple clothes always has a venomous look on his face. If he says something wrong, he will get angry, stir up trouble, and make people jump around.
Among the domestic slaves dressed in fine clothes, some kept begging him softly, but what they received in return was a merciless scolding.
No one noticed that a carriage was parked in the shade on the street and followed them around.
An idle man rushed over and stopped the carriage: "Master Jin."
Jin Fan muttered with him for a moment, then looked back at Mu Yunhan and said unhappily: "The identity of that person is clear. He is Meng Jia, the only legitimate son of Meng Xiang."
Mu Yunhan was not very surprised.
The merchant drug store was originally the property of the Meng family. The Meng family was known as the Meng Ban Dynasty and was the only family in the entire Zhao Kingdom that could compete with the Gu family, the priest family.
The current head of the family, Meng Zhao, is the prime minister of the Zhao Kingdom. He has been trusted by two dynasties and is ruthless and sophisticated. He has been famous for half his life. If he has any regrets, it is that his children are not prosperous.
He only got his legitimate son Meng Jia in his middle age. He loved him like a treasure, but he spoiled the child.
He is a famous little bully in the capital, and even members of the royal family want to give him three points.
When you come to such a remote place, of course you can do whatever you want.
No wonder Huanhualou turned a blind eye and didn't care too much about him.
In this case, he is the best person to implement that plan.
Mu Yunhan looked at Jin Fan: "Master Jin promised before to ensure the safety of me and my family in Liuxian County. Is this happening?"
"What else do you want?" Jin Fan had a headache. She had used this reason before to force him to find out Meng Jia's identity for her. What did she want to do now?
"Lend me a few people." Mu Yunhan said politely.
Zheng was worried that he couldn't catch her and couldn't control her. Jin Fan's eyes flashed with joy, and he pretended to be unhappy and said: "No, no!"
Mu Yunhan said: "One hundred taels of silver."
Jin Fan hesitated for a long time before saying: "For the sake of money, I agree to you."
Half an hour later, Mu Yunhan walked into the medicinal dining hall.
In the middle of the shelf were placed all kinds of vegetables that had just been taken out of the Gaojia cold storage. Beautiful special-shaped fruits and vegetables tied with colorful silk threads were hung under the eaves. There were several exquisite boxes for vegetables piled on the side. In addition, the most popular ones were fresh mushrooms.
Mu Tiechui was tidying up the shop decently, trying to arrange the vegetables to look better. When he saw Mu Yunhan, he happily greeted him: "Sister is here."
"Is there any business?" Mu Yunhan grabbed a handful of cabbage to check its freshness, and then put it away with satisfaction.
The Gao family has a good ice cellar. Now that she has money, she should build her own one. Store more ice this winter so that she can use it next year.
Mu Tiechui rubbed his hands uneasily: "Except for the county government sending someone to pick up today's portion, and the Gao family buying some when picking up groceries, no one came here."
In other words, there is no business.
The shop has not officially opened yet, so many people don't know about it, and this sales method is so novel that it is normal for no one to accept it for a while.
Mu Yunhan was not in a hurry: "Is your brother going back?"
"Yes, we drove the mule cart away before dawn." Mu Tiechui said anxiously: "If no one wants these vegetables, will the vegetables brought tomorrow be spoiled?" (To be continued)