Chapter 217: Layout (Medium)

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"You let the guards in our mansion take turns to go back to the mansion in the past few days, and I will see them all, and those warriors recommended by Lord Li will also let them come to Xianyang." Fusu commanded.

Yu Bai didn't ask much, so he agreed.

"Childe."

When Fusu returned to the monarch's mansion, Xiling had already rushed back and was waiting in the mansion with Meng An.

"Go to my study, take Mr. Li, forget it, don't call him." Fusu originally wanted Li Shiqi to come over, but he regretted it when he opened his mouth.

Xiling looked at Fusu solemnly, didn't know what was going on, looked at Meng An, Meng An also shook his head, and followed Fusu to the study.

"Yubai, no one is allowed to approach."

"How are you preparing to open a shop in Handan?"

Xiling had already prepared for this, and said: "I have opened several shops in the past two years, and I also have some experience, except for the workshop, there are still some goods that are not ready, and other things have been prepared. ā€

"Tell me about it."

"Yes." Xiling told Fusu about his preparations.

Fusu nodded and said, "Good preparation." ā€

"However, Zhao Di is different from other counties, you have to be prepared to not be profitable for two or three years."

Fusu and his words made Xiling stunned, he couldn't make money, so what kind of shop did he open. It's not a joke to have no business, businessmen are profit-seekers, and if there is no profit, how can the shop go on.

"Then how about I make the shop a little smaller, and the stall is not too big?" Xiling asked Fusu Dao.

"No, I have a lot of things to do in Zhaodi, and I can't do it if the shop is small."

Fusu was silent, and the plan in his heart was not known how to open his mouth to Xiling, and this opening had no room for retraction. Meng An and Xiling have been taking care of him since he was three years old, and their loyalty to him is naturally no problem, but what he will do next is not a trivial matter.

"Childe, if there is something to do, just ask." Xiling saw Fusu's hesitation.

"Hmm!" Fu Su answered, did not speak, got up from the chair under the gaze of Meng Anhao Xiling, and kept pacing in the study.

"How is Miss Zhang in the shop?" Fusu stood at the window, his hand on the lattice, but did not open the window.

"It's very good, when Miss Zhang first went, although everyone didn't feel sorry for Miss Zhang for the sake of the child's face, they still felt that Miss Zhang was a little girl, and she might not be able to do things well. But now Miss Zhang is in charge of the sale of paper, quills, brushes, inkstones, pen and ink, and all kinds of books and the Journal of Journal, and she is already a second-level manager, even if she is asked to be a first-level manager, it is enough. ā€

Zhang Xiuer's so-called relatives are the daughters of the Korean clan who were accepted by Yingzheng, and they are also the so-called "concubines and concubines, princes and grandsons, resignation from the palace and from Qin", Zhang Xiuer herself could not contact the harem of the Qin State at all, although she was not angry with Fusu's deception after knowing Fusu's identity, she still asked Xia Wei to ask Fusu for help. Fusu asked people to inquire, there was no one in the palace who Zhang Xiu'er said, either he was already dead in Xinzheng, or he was in Chen County with Han An, and it was impossible to be in Xianyang.

Even if Zhang Xiu'er's cousin can really be found in the palace, this kind of woman who has died in the country may not be able to give Zhang Xiu'er any help.

Zhang Xiuer wanted to leave Xianyang, but was retained by Fusu, and wanted Zhang Xiuer to be a maid in the son's mansion now, but Zhang Xiuer refused, and she asked to work in the shop to earn money to support the women of the family.

Fusu's fingers kept tapping on the window lattice, and said to Xiling: "After you go back, let Zhang Xiu'er come and say that Sister Xia wants to see her." ā€

"Yes." Xiling smiled: "Childe, it should have been done a long time ago, Miss Xiu'er likes Childe so much, apologize, Miss Xiu'er is not ......"

"Don't talk nonsense." Fusu said lightly, he didn't mean to have anything to do with Xiling.

"You go back and prepare, separate her from the shop, just like the shop was separated from the workshop, and find some competent people to assist her."

"Yes." Xiling is honest this time, it seems that Fusu is in a bad mood.

"Meng An, you also go out, I have something to say to Xiling alone."

Meng Anxin was shocked, this was the only time he had said such a thing to him since he followed Fusu, his heart was uneasy, he glanced at Xiling, who was also a little uneasy, and walked out of the room with some loss.

"Childe, I'll ...... Meng An" Xiling looked at Fusu and wanted to speak for Meng An.

"It's not that I don't trust Meng An, if you don't keep it secret, you will lose your minister, and if you don't keep it secret, you will lose your body. What I told you today, if a third person knows, I will only ask you. ā€

Xiling looked at Fusu, whose face was becoming more and more gloomy, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Don't worry, the minister is loyal to the son, and he will never tell others." ā€

Xiling's kneeling made Fusu depressed, the people around him knew that he didn't like people to kneel, and he had already developed the habit of not kneeling in front of him.

"Get up!" Fusu's voice trembled a little, but it was resolute.

Xiling stood up silently, stood respectfully, without saying a word, looking respectful and obedient.

Fusu was also silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I have requested to change the fief to Zhaodi, and now I don't know where it will be, you go to Handan first and build a shop."

"Fiefdom?" Xiling opened his mouth, wanting to tell Fusu that it was not good to do this, but he endured it again, and said, "The minister will go in person?" ā€

Fusu nodded and said, "I'm not at ease when the others go." ā€

"Yes."

"After you go back today, convene a meeting of all the first-level stewards, and in the future, the shops will only operate shops, so that the carriage and horse shops, restaurants, inns, and bookstores to be handed over to Zhang Xiu'er will all operate separately."

Xiling is a little puzzled, the original goods in the shop, mainly the production of the workshop, although there are a lot of new products, but the frequency of new products in the past two years is getting smaller and smaller, the profits of the shops are mainly based on restaurants and inns, if these two are separated, the profits of the shops will be greatly reduced, and the sense of existence will be greatly reduced.

"Childe, our shop is not involved in general commodity sales, there are no books and related utensils, and we are divided into restaurants and inns, and the profit point of the shop is much less."

Fusu didn't respond, and he didn't seem to care about the future of the shop.

Xiling also fell silent and did not speak.

"It may take a long time for you to go to Handan this time, things are very important, and I have my own plans for the shops in Xianyang and other places."

"Childe, please." Xiling didn't think about it anymore, whatever Fusu said, he would do.