Chapter 39: The Fog Grows

"Ahh Shuangxi screamed and hid behind Tang Chu.

Pushing open the door, Tang Chu was horrified by the scene in front of him, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked man was lying on the ground at this time, with no breath at all, and his body was scarred, but what was even more terrifying was the dagger stuck in his neck.

Judging by the appearance, the man should have wanted to wipe his neck and commit suicide, but he didn't have enough strength, his head and limbs were not separated, but he cut off his throat, so that his face was covered with blood and his appearance was terrifying.

Tang Chu blocked Shuangxi's sight with his sleeves, and asked Zhao Liu, a close confidant beside him, "What can you find on Cao Yong and this person?" ”

"Miss Hui's words, this is a small thing that has been turned out of this person." Zhao Liu took out a white handkerchief, and what was wrapped in it was a small rattle.

Thinking about the cause and effect, Tang Chu realized, it seems that it was this person who threatened Cao Yong with this rattle in the crowd, which caused the other party's heart to be like ashes, and he wanted to die to keep the secret.

She knew in her last life that Cao Yong's heirs were thin, and she only had a liner at the age of forty, so she was very fond of her, and it seemed that the other party had choked Cao Yong's lifeline and forced him to commit suicide.

However, can the mere crime of embezzlement make the other party shut to death? Could it be that there is a bigger involvement here?

Her second uncle and third uncle don't have such a great ability to make the other party keep his mouth shut with death, and this person in the wing, who is he working for?

There was a lot of fog and a lot of mysteries, and Tang Chu felt as if he had fallen into the abyss step by step.

No longer thinking about it, suppressing doubts, Tang Chu's eyes were clear.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the self in this life is no longer the incompetent and weak appearance of the previous life, her net worth and life will be firmly grasped in her own hands, and no one is allowed to touch half a point.

"Miss, the workers in the village exposed Cao Yong, saying that there was a box of gold, silver and jewelry under the ground where he lived." Zhao Liu had just been called out, and when he came back, he hurriedly informed Tang Chu of the news.

"Oh, come with me." Tang Chu was very surprised, she knew that Cao Yong had embezzled a lot of the village's production behind his back, but she didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain.

When they came to Cao Yong's residence, it was very simple on the surface, and some workers said that Cao Yong had ordered his subordinates to clean up all the residences before the arrival of the young lady of the main family, and the things that should not be displayed had already been put away.

The large chest that the servant had carried out from under the bed was lying on the ground, the lid had long since been opened, and it was filled with gold, silver, and jewels.

Tang Chu was shocked, where did Cao Yong get so much gold, silver and jewelry, even if he sold the flowers in the village privately over the years, he couldn't accumulate so much wealth!

couldn't think of a reason, Tang Chu gave up, she ordered someone to seal the things, and took Shuangxi and Zhao Liu to the side room where the workers lived.

After a threat, Cao Yong's henchmen quickly admitted their mistakes and regretted their mistakes, but these people were just small minions, and they didn't know where the suicide in the wing room came from.

They only knew that the man didn't have to work on weekdays, and he didn't have much respect in front of Cao Yong, but Cao Yong never scolded him and was very conniving at him.

In the afternoon, he didn't find out anything, Tang Chu knew that once the two of them died, he was afraid that he would also startle the snake, and the other party should not make any moves recently.

The most worrying thing for her is that she doesn't know that the person behind this curtain is targeting the Tang family? Or did his own family suffer something, so let the other party deal with it together.

Tang Chu couldn't figure it out and stopped thinking about it, she instructed the servants in the village to keep an eye on the remaining florists and workers, observe them for a while, and notify her as soon as there was any further movement.

After arranging everything, Tang Chu was also a little tired, so he comforted Shuangxi and went back to the bedroom to rest.

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce, and it was getting darker and darker, and the time came to night.

Tang Chu had already ordered someone to make a large table of delicacies to wash the dust for Zeng Xinlang.

"Cousin, come and try it, my little sister came out this time and specially brought Tang Dong's helper, these dishes are the latest dishes developed by the restaurant, how about you try it."

Zeng Xinlang pinched a few chopsticks, tasted them carefully, and praised a few dishes, thinking that he had traveled south and north for so many years, he had never eaten such a characteristic dish, and he couldn't hold back for a while, but he sandwiched a lot one after another, completely forgetting the appearance of a noble son on weekdays.

Tang Chu did not make fun of his gaffes, but happily introduced the characteristics of each dish.

After finishing speaking, Tang Chu raised his glass and smiled, "Cousin, it's really thanks to you for coming here today, otherwise we would have suffered heavy losses, this kindness, little sister has written it down." ”

Looking at Tang Churuhua's smiling face, Zeng Xinlang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and also raised his glass and said, "There is no need to be polite between our brothers and sisters, since my little aunt has taken care of me a lot, besides, you are my sister, and it is also appropriate to help you." ”

Everything was said without saying a word, and the two looked at each other and drank the wine in their glasses.

Tang Chu continued, "Cousin, when you came back from the capital this time, what is the difference between the rouge gouache in the capital and our Jiangzhou City?" ”

Zeng Xinlang pondered for a moment, "There are many kinds of rouge gouache in the capital, and the work is delicate, compared to our local ones, they are relatively ordinary. ”

"Ordinary people buy low-priced rouge, but the women of official and merchant families all buy high-grade rouge shipped in the capital, and the profit difference is huge."

As Zeng Xinlang told the story, Tang Chu gradually understood the current rouge gouache market, which is basically the same as in the previous life.

The local ladies and noblewomen of Jiangzhou City do not wear the rouge produced locally, but they are eager for the rouge transported from the capital, as if anything is gilded with a layer of golden light when the word "capital" is added.

The rouge market in the capital is good, but the goods transported here are very few, and the Zeng family rouge store also relies on many relationships, layer by layer, to get part of the sales rights, to the cousin and their family, the profit has become less and less.

Therefore, the low-priced rouge is more profitable than the rouge in the capital because of its small profits and quick turnover.

Tang Chu asked Shuangxi to present something at this time, and she said to Zeng Xinlang, "Cousin, there is another matter for you to come this time." ”

Zeng Xinlang was puzzled, and suddenly thought of Tang Chu's letter, and he said eagerly, "But the rouge gouache you developed in the letter?" ”

"Yes, cousin." Tang Chu uncovered the cloth, and on the plate of Shuangxi's hands was a box of rouge.

Zeng Xinlang couldn't wait, he took the fat powder box, opened the lid, and a burst of daffodils came to his nose, the fragrance was rich but not pungent.

Looking at the delicate state of the rouge powder, Zeng Xinlang took a little from the side and smeared it on his arm, the color was even, the particles were silky, and there was no doubt that it was of the highest quality.

Zeng Xinlang was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked at Tang Chu in disbelief, "Cousin, is this rouge really made by you?" ”

"Not bad." Tang Chu nodded, his bright eyes met Zeng Xinlang's stunned look.