Li Jue is in a very good mood recently. My sister married Shen Changfeng and obtained the qualification of an imperial merchant. It is really smooth sailing and I am very proud of my life.
Especially looking at Wen Yu's lifeless face, and seeing his angry and helpless expression every time, it was so satisfying.
The inn has been open for a month, and although he also suffered losses, compared to the Wen family, the little profit he lost was regarded as accumulating old customers.
Li Jue drank tea happily and asked the boy: "What's going on in the Wen family these days?"
The boy said: "We are not going to start a price war with us anymore. We are going to recruit the scholars who are coming to Beijing to take the exams. We are also providing hotel room service and laundry service. They are all small favors. You must be aware of this. This is the University of Wenzhou." The young lady has taken action, it is not something that Master Wen can do."
"Oh, you understand again?"
The young man quickly begged for mercy: "I don't dare. You have to make the decision, young master. I thought that young master Wen would only go against you. The eldest lady would never be so reckless and make guesses without permission."
"If you know it's unauthorized, keep your mouth shut next time. Master, can I still not understand?"
The boy suddenly pointed outside: "Master, Miss Wen is here."
Li Jue walked to the door and saw Wen Yao getting off the carriage. He laughed and said, "Miss Wen, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. I thought you were getting married. Why haven't you found a good wife yet?"
She smiled softly and said, "Hello, Mr. Li, you miss me, but I don't want to see you. Anyone who gets out of the car and sees a beast barking will not be in a good mood for the whole day."
If you want to laugh, just laugh hard. Soon you won't be able to laugh anymore. Ask your servant to prepare a handkerchief and wait to wipe your tears."
Li Jue snorted coldly: "Wen Yao, you are just a stubborn old girl who can't get married. If I were you, I would have no shame to go out."
Wen Yao: "Have you eaten too much salt? Are you too busy? You have been shameless for a long time, and it's not like you are shameless just now. Only an incompetent fool would sell his sister to pave the way for himself. I really don't know what you are so proud of.
You shouldn't be in the shop. Go back and supervise your parents. I'll give you a few more sisters. Ten or eight of them will be given to the eunuchs and used as concubines by the rich and powerful. You, Mr. Li, can earn a living by selling your sisters. If you can make a fortune, why bother doing business?"
Li Jue's face turned red: "Wen Yao, you're going too far. You really think I'm afraid of you. I'm a good man and don't fight with women."
"Haha, you want to fight with me. Are you considered a man?"
Wen Yao looked at him with contempt and turned around to go back to her inn. Li Jue was so angry that he wanted to rush over to tell her something, but was stopped by the boy.
When they arrived at the Wen family's territory, Miss Wen's temper was so bad that even if he gave him a beating, there would be no room for explanation.
"She's just tough-talking."
"Yes, yes, she is stubborn. Master, let's go back. A good man will not fight with a woman."
Li Jue just went back, still angry, rolling his eyes and trying to do something dirty.
This street is Zhuangyuan Street, which is very close to the Imperial College. Every three years, there are imperial examinations. It is full of students and there are always customers. It is the most prosperous street. Wen's Inn is the most prosperous inn on this street.
Li Jue checked out an old inn. No matter the room or the living environment, it couldn't compare to the Wen Family Inn.
Only then would he use price war to confront the Wen family.
"Hello, Miss."
When the shopkeeper and waiters saw her, they all stopped to salute and say hello.
"Go and do your work, don't worry about me."
Wen Yao went to the box she had reserved, where she could clearly see the entire street outside.
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At Li's Grain Store, someone with a foreign accent came to buy a thousand kilograms of high-quality rice. The shopkeeper personally received him, so he was considered a big customer.
"The customer bought so much rice and it can be delivered to his home. I wonder if you will eat it yourself or use it for something else?"
The guest said: "To make rice cakes, you must use first-class polished rice. The price is easy to negotiate. My family is from Jiangnan. I have been making snacks for generations, and rice cakes are the most important item. Don't let this kind of rice ruin my rice cakes. But
It’s not about the price, it’s about my brand name.”
The shopkeeper assured in a stack of words: "Our Li's shop has been around for a hundred years, and I promise we won't fool you with this kind of rice."
After paying the money, he went to the warehouse to install the car and delivered it to the customer's home. The shopkeeper sang a song and made another fortune.
But just after noon, the guest came back angrily, taking the rice he had sent over. He grabbed his collar and asked: "I paid for the first-class polished rice. You just gave me this kind of rice, or old rice."
, the reputation of my century-old shop was almost ruined by you.
Your store is still a century-old store. If you don’t give me an explanation today, I will smash your store!”
"How is that possible? My Li family never sells old rice. You are blackmailing me. If you have the ability, we will see the government."
The customer scolded him: "Businessmen like you are colluding with the government to bully us outsiders. I won't go there. Come on, you said your shop doesn't have Chen rice. I will search it today. If
I've found it, let's see how you deny it."
The guest waved his hand, and seven or eight servants came up, rushed into his warehouse and rummaged around, and finally found more than ten bags of old rice, some of which were mixed with rat droppings, and threw them directly on the street for the people to see with their own eyes.
"Come and see, this is the rice sold by the Li family. It's a century-old store. Do you do this kind of thing? Never come to this kind of store to buy rice in the future. It's all rat excrement. In case of plague, it's...
It will eat dead people."
The common people thought deeply: "Isn't that right? This is a result of poor management of the grain store, allowing rats to destroy the grain. It is not for them to eat anyway, and they don't treat customers as human beings at all."
"Oops, I said that the rice I bought last time had a bad smell when cooked. It turned out to be rat droppings. I have to pay for the compensation."
"The Li family has been involved in several lawsuits before, claiming that they were framed. Now the evidence is conclusive. Let's see how he denies it."
The shopkeeper's face was as white as a piece of paper, and with the evidence in front of him, any sophistry seemed pale and feeble.
It's over, how do you explain it to your employer?
"Let's go to the government. I'm not going to Jingzhao Mansion. Let's go to Dali Temple. I heard that the Li family is still an imperial merchant. Are you going to give our Majesty the Emperor this kind of rice?"
The shopkeeper wanted to die. He suddenly woke up and looked at the guest. The guest sneered. He finally understood that this was coming to their house on purpose.
The Li family in Jingzhao Prefecture was able to establish connections, but the criminal department of Dali Temple was not able to do so. They quickly sent their clerks to report to the young master that they must not report it to Dali Temple. The matter would become a big deal and spread to the palace, and the Li family would be completely ruined.
"Guest, if you have something to say, please tell me. What we are talking about inside is due to poor management by the people below. These rice are just kept at the bottom and are not for sale. They will never be sold in our shop. You have to believe me."
The customer sneered: "Then you are so incompetent as a shopkeeper. The rice in the warehouse has to be aged and stored every day, and you can keep the rice under the warehouse. Believe it or not, your boss will beat you to death if he finds out."
The shopkeeper’s face is earth-colored, he is an expert!