Chapter Ninety-Seven: Don't Waste Chicken Soup

When Mu Le received Qingyang Xiao Cen's order, he didn't show much surprise, but just asked for confirmation: "If you want everyone in Jincheng to know, then I need Mr. permission to go to the account office to withdraw the silver taels." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info I don't know how much budget is sir? ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen picked up a piece of roast duck with chopsticks and put it in Bai Xiaoman's bowl, and said, "Regardless of the cost." ā€

Bai Xiaoman glanced at him and blamed: "Extravagant and wasteful, the money is blowing in the wind?" ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen waved his hand to let Fang Jingzhuo leave, and before leaving, he said, "Hurry up and do it." ā€

Bai Xiaoman saw that Fang Jingzhuo was gone, so he asked him, "Why don't you use the person recommended by Steward Fang?" Can't you trust Steward Fang or that guy? ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen patiently explained: "That guy was born too poor, I didn't mean to look down on him, but he has always been in such an embarrassing environment, so he has developed the habit of frugality, and he has never been in power, so it seems to be very responsible." But the poor man is rich, in case he takes over Yunshang Fang, all the money passes through his hands, and he has never seen so many silver taels, and he will inevitably be able to control himself. People who have always been able to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas like cabbage tofu, so they may really like to eat it, but people who are so poor that they can only eat cabbage tofu, once they have money, are they willing to eat only cabbage tofu? So, I don't want to ruin him, let him take his time step by step. ā€

"But you don't have enough manpower, and you need to transfer people from elsewhere."

"That's worth it, don't test your humanity, you'll be disappointed."

Bai Xiaoman looked at Qingyang Xiaocen and gave a thumbs up appreciatively: "I have heard this sentence in my hometown, but I didn't expect that your ideological realm is so high." ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen raised his head proudly: "That's." ā€

Bai Xiaoman put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked tentatively, "Can you hand over the Yunshang Workshop to me to take care of?" ā€

Before she finished speaking, Qingyang Xiaocen opened her mouth and agreed: "Okay, you like to give it to you." ā€

Bai Xiaoman hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't want your shop, you listen to me, I mean, Yunshangfang has been damaged a lot by Zheng Jiajun's artillery fire and needs to be repaired, this part of the money will be paid by me, as my shareholding, and in the future, Yunshangfang will be under my name and will be taken care of by me, okay?" ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen looked at her, pinched her face, and asked with a smile: "What if you want a Yunshang Fang?" We're going to get married, and I'll give you a dowry. ā€

Bai Xiaoman's answer was not clear at all: "If you really want to give a dowry, won't I have to pay the dowry?" Going back and forth to play? It's boring, between us, we don't have to come to these virtual things. However, if you really don't want to go, you can give me some real money, which is more realistic. ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen glanced at her: "It's so vulgar." ā€

"I'm a layman, what's the matter, regret it? It's still too late! ā€

Qingyang Xiaocen stretched out his index finger and scratched her nose: "Don't think!" ā€

Three days later, after getting married, the first thing Bai Xiaoman did when she became the hostess of Qingyuan was to check the accounts, looking at so many silver taels rubbing out of the account book, she was so distressed that her liver hurt, she asked Fang Jingzhuo, who looked innocent: "Why did you spend so much money?" ā€

Fang Jingzhuo replied confidently: "All the shops belonging to the Qing Garden, within three days, all the people who come to buy things will give one or two pieces of silver, or items of equivalent value, to celebrate the marriage of the owner of the Qing Garden. ā€

Bai Xiaoman almost spurted out a mouthful of blood: "How much???? Or? How much did that cost? ā€

Fang Jingzhuo replied calmly: "Actually, I didn't waste much money when I really calculated it, because it was a sale, and everyone spread the word, and they all flocked to Qingyuan to buy things, and they also made a lot of money." ā€

"If that person buys something for two pennies, you can also give one or two, won't Qingyuan pay for death?"

"Of course not, the transaction price must be more than one tael, there are too few things to buy, and there are few gifts."

Only then did Bai Xiaoman put his mind at ease and asked again: "But why do even the old women and Hanako in the streets and alleys know about it?" ā€

Fang Jingzhuo replied: "There are many people in Qingyuan, and they are scattered to the poorest people to give alms, and Mrs. Qingyuan is kind and loves the people and helps the poor. ā€

Bai Xiaoman nodded: "It's still Steward Fang who is thoughtful." ā€

"It's not that I'm thoughtful, it's what Mr. ordered, it must be done well, Mr. is forgiving, but strict, Jing Zhuo is afraid."

Bai Xiaoman looked at Qingyang Xiaocen, who was sitting leisurely on the side, and teased him: "Look at how strict you usually are, your subordinates protested." ā€

Fang Jingzhuo immediately denied it: "That's what I meant, don't get confused, madam." ā€

After speaking, Fang Jingzhuo retreated, Bai Xiaoman looked at the account book in front of him, as if he saw piles of silver taels snatched away like this, and he was still very distressed.

Of course, this is all three years later.

After they finished breakfast and lunch, Qingyang Xiaocen still had something to do, so Bai Xiaoman went back to the courtyard by himself and talked to Qiu Xiang and Mueller.

Qiu Xiang brought the boiled chicken soup, Bai Xiaoman smelled very fragrant, but he was just full, he really couldn't eat it, and he didn't want to live up to Qiu Xiang's hard work, so he asked her to put it down, saying that she would drink it after a while, Qiu Xiang went out, and Bai Xiaoman chatted with Mueller casually.

After talking for a long time, Mueller only listened to him without saying a word, and Bai Xiaoman poked his arm in confusion: "Are you listening to me?" Is it okay to give a reaction? Otherwise, I thought I was talking to a wax figure! ā€

Mueller pointed to the chicken soup brought by Qiu Xiang with his eyes: "If you don't drink it again, it will be cold." ā€

Bai Xiaoman glanced down at the chicken soup in front of him, revealing a distressed expression: "I miss Qiu Xiang's kindness very much, it smells so good, I also want to drink it, but I was too full to eat just now, I really can't drink it." ā€

Mueller asked, "Are you ready to fall?" It's too disappointing for Qiu Xiang, right? ā€

Bai Xiaoman hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't mean to pour it out, isn't this digesting and digesting." ā€

After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, Bai Xiaoman looked at Mueller: "It's strange, Mueller, why did you, a wooden man, start to care about others?" ā€

Mueller turned his head: "I just can't get used to you wasting." ā€

Bai Xiaoman picked up the chicken soup and handed it to his mouth: "I'm afraid that you will waste it." ā€

Who knew that Mueller took it and drank it as soon as he raised his head, and after putting down the bowl, he looked at Bai Xiaoman calmly and said, "Go on." ā€

Bai Xiaoman smacked his lips, as if he saw something, but he didn't say it explicitly, and asked him about it differently, why didn't he go to the palace to risk after listening to Qingyang Xiaocen's words, and Mueller asked rhetorically: "You want me to go?" ā€

Bai Xiaoman said: "Of course I don't want to, but I'm afraid that you will do something stupid, so I've been worried for a few days, but fortunately, you are obedient." ā€

Mueller said the original: "Although you told me, I still want to explore the palace to see if you are in danger, Mr. Qingyang found me and said that the reason why you were summoned to the palace is just a means for the emperor to manipulate him, as long as Qingyuan obediently serves him and does his money bag, you will be fine, he has already figured out a way, you can come out in less than three days." (To be continued.) )