Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Silver Building Becomes a Hole
Hua Lan invited Uncle Xi over and asked him to arrange for these people to be familiar with all the affairs of the house.
She likes the old man as an elder, and she likes the old man to be serious in his work. With the assistance of the new housekeeper, the house was quickly arranged in an orderly manner.
The magpie volunteered to manage the kitchen, and Hua Lan was inconvenient to ask, so everything was arranged by Uncle Xi.
In the evening, the shopkeeper of the Dahlia Silver Building walked away with interest. It came again early the next morning, and this time there was more than one person who came back, with Martha and one of his men.
He didn't know how to do it, and he was guarding the gate of Huafu. Ma Da and his subordinates stood on the left and right of the mansion gate, and from a distance, they looked more powerful than Shanghua Da and Hua Er.
Hua Lan waited for a morning, and after lunch, she saw Dongfang Shiyu and Dongfang Hanyan coming with a man in simple clothes.
Hua Lan thought it was Yuan Hong, but when Dongfang Shiyu introduced it, she knew that it was not.
This person's name is Leopard Head, a small leader under Yuan Hong, dressed simply but cleanly, without the sloppiness of a beggar. A pair of big eyes were clever and shrewd, and when he saw Hua Lan, he shouted: "Childe! He arched his hand: "If there is anything you command." β
In fact, Dongfang Shiyu had already told the ins and outs of the leopard when he came, and when he said this, Hua Lan naturally understood.
She took out a silver ticket of one thousand taels from her cuff and handed it to the leopard head, "Take these silver first, if it's not enough, come to me at any time, as long as you can find Chu Baishan, I will give you as much silver as you want." β
One thousand taels of silver tickets is not a small amount in the beggar gang, just find one and give so much?
The leopard head is very happy in his heart, this business is worth it, I heard that this son is too rich, and he will take out billions of taels of silver without blinking. Finding such a master, the small life of the brothers of the beggar gang is also difficult.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Childe, as long as this Chu Baishan doesn't bury himself in the ground, we will bring people back to you wherever we go." β
"Then thank you very much, with your help, I am naturally relieved. If you need anything, just come to Huafu, as long as I can help, I will spare no effort. β
Hua Lan politely sent the leopard head out of the study, there was Hua San at the door, Hua San would understand, and sent the leopard head out of the house.
As soon as the leopard's head left, Dongfang Hanyan became active. She went up and grabbed Hua Lan's hand, and said vigorously, "Good brother, we'll help you check the accounts when we come." The shopkeeper of Dahlia Silver Building is at the gate of the house again, this is not a matter, why don't we take the accounts and check the Huamanlou? β
Huamanlou is Chu Baishan's subordinate industry, and it naturally belongs to Hualan at this time. Dongfang Hanyan reminded him that Hua Lan was really interested.
She doesn't understand business matters, but with Dongfang brothers and sisters, she naturally has less brains to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
At the door, the shopkeeper of the Dahlia Silver Building, who was like a plague god, also had a headache. At this time, Chu Baishan was not found, and the head-on conflict and detour would inevitably fall into the hands of others, and she decided to go through the back door after thirty-six plans.
The spring silkworm called Hua San to set up a carriage, and several people quietly took the carriage out from the back door of Huafu, and it didn't take long for them to come to Flower Street.
Hua Manlou's business was originally supported by the forces of the Marquis of Dingyuan, but now without this support, there is naturally not much business. Coupled with Chu Baishan's deliberate confession after leaving, these shopkeepers had already made fake accounts and waited for the new master.
When Hua Lan came, a sentry guard informed the shopkeeper, and before he could go up the steps of the Hua Manlou, the shopkeeper greeted him with fear: "Ouch, son, you are here." These days, our cabinet is really burnt, there are reminders everywhere, and I am really overwhelmed under it, I am afraid of annoying you, so I didn't go to the house. β
The shopkeeper is in his forties, and his face is honest. He welcomed Hua Lan in, beckoned the guys to serve tea, and quickly took out the account book and turned out a few bad accounts to show her: "Childe, look, these accounts have not been settled yet." β
Hua Lan looked at the account book for two days, but still couldn't understand what was written on it, so she took the account book and handed it to Dongfang Hanyan.
Dongfang Hanyan saw that the account book had been manipulated by the shopkeeper. But the people made the account book seamless, and they couldn't find any loopholes in the account, so they bit their lips and thought about it, and asked the shopkeeper: "Who is going to urge the account?" β
"This is not the second young master......
The shopkeeper bowed down, pretending to be panicked with an anxious face: "No, it's the wedding of the second young master of the Chu family." β
"Originally, there were a lot of holes in our silver building, and they were all made up on credit here and there. In this big wedding, Mrs. Dingyuan came over and said that she wanted to send a few pieces of valuable jewelry to the nobles in the palace, but Master Chu ordered 50 million taels of jewelry from Longxing Pavilion and sent them over. But two days after I sent it, I asked for 80 million taels of jewelry. These 80 million taels are Wan Xiangju's face, and this is not the first time that so many taels of silver jewelry. Last time the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion had a big birthday, Yitaihe still owed 30 million taels of silver jewelry, which was not written in one stroke. β
The shopkeeper turned a large stack of ledgers to those accounts page by page, pointed them to Hua Lan one by one, and showed embarrassment on his face: "Our silver building, on the surface, has infinite scenery, but in fact, it has long become a bottomless pit." There are not many miscellaneous silversmith shops, and there are more than 23,000 taels of large and small, which add up to a lot, and our silver building is not worth the deficit in these accounts if it is sold. β
Hua Lan calculated, large and small accounts, adding up to more than 150 million taels of silver.
So much?
Hua Lan's cold eyes swept over the shopkeeper's face, and her voice was full of hatred: "You mean, all the jewelry under our silver building plus the entire silver building is not worth 150 million taels of silver?" β
"Isn't it!"
"Look at it, although our jewelry is also considered high-end, the real treasures are all taken back and distributed in the mansion on the day of the second young master's wedding. Originally, Master Chu was just supporting the faΓ§ade, but as soon as Gongzi made a move, it was terrible, Chu Baishan was a ruthless character, Gongzi made him embarrassed, and he did it absolutely, so he simply sold favors, and as a result, our silver building became an empty shelf. β
The shopkeeper showed embarrassment on his face: "Now, our silver building has no big tree of Dingyuan Hou, and the jewelry of each family is not sold to us on credit." Not to mention the debt collection, the business basically can't go on. β
"Dingyuan Marquis also spoken, whoever enters the Huamanlou will chop off anyone's hands and feet, if the son doesn't come, a few of us will discuss closing the door and going to the son's house."
Chu Baishan lost face in Kyoto City, and the Marquis of Dingyuan hated Hua Lan's past. But this good silver building took over, couldn't open it, and signed a lot of debt, which was a bit excessive.
Hua Lan was angry in her heart, and the spring silkworm couldn't bear it on the side, "I said shopkeeper, how did you look at the shop, I don't think you plan to do it anymore, and you are pit my master with your guys?" β