Fu Deyong trusted Feng Bin so much that he could let it go if he embezzled a little in the past, but now that his business is about to go bankrupt, Feng Bin still wants to kick him while he's down.

He was furious; how could he have trusted such a heartless bastard?

Feng Bin knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, then turned to look at Su Luo and Nangong Qing behind Fu Deyong.

In his haste, he pointed at Su Luo and said, "It's you! What are you looking at? Get lost..."

Feng Bin remembered Su Luo; this woman almost made him impotent. Now, the burned areas are covered in scars, making him extremely ugly.

He didn't even know where to seek revenge on Su Luo when she suddenly appeared at Hechunlou.

When Fu Deyong saw Feng Bin pointing at Su Luo and cursing, he immediately slapped Feng Bin twice.

"Shut up! How dare you insult Lady Su? You good-for-nothing."

If Su Luo is driven away by her words, who will take over Fu Deyong's Hechunlou? Whether he can sell it or not depends entirely on Su Luo's words.

Su Luo sneered. This manager of Hechunlou was barely able to protect himself, yet he still wanted to seek revenge against her. That was impossible in this lifetime.

What awaits Feng Bin is only a long prison sentence and financial ruin.

"You two scoundrels, I've already sent someone to report you to the authorities. Just wait for them to arrive, and you'll be in for a world of trouble."

Chen Mengqing hasn't done anything yet; he just arrived at Hechunlou. What Feng Bin did before has nothing to do with him, so he can't go to court.

“Master, I’m new here. I haven’t embezzled a single penny from Hechunlou. Please don’t take me to court.”

"Su Luo, please say something for me, please save me."

Chen Mengqing also saw Su Luo. Seeing Fu Deyong's attitude towards Su Luo, he figured Su Luo must be someone who could speak up for him, since they were relatives.

"Madam Su, do you recognize this accountant?" Fu Deyong asked.

"Mr. Fu, I don't know him."

Chen Mengqing had previously stated that they didn't know each other, so Su Luo naturally wouldn't know Chen Mengqing either.

"How could I not recognize you, Su Luo? Sister-in-law, you're my second sister-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Feng Bin glared angrily at Chen Mengqing. Chen Mengqing had told him that he clearly did not know this woman, but now she had become his sister-in-law.

He actually got tricked by Chen Mengqing too, damn it.

He glanced at Chen Mengqing kneeling in front of him, then at Su Luo.

It goes without saying that the two knew each other.

“Young man, it’s not impossible for me to let you go, as long as you investigate and clarify the accounts of Feng Bin’s embezzlement of Chunlou’s property, I will let you go.”

Chen Mengqing has just arrived, and even if he wanted to falsify accounts, he wouldn't have had time yet. It would be better to let him fight with Feng Bin like dogs, which would save some effort.

"Okay, okay... I'll check, I'll check everything."

Chen Mengqing nodded vigorously.

"Mr. Fu, since you have urgent business to attend to, we'll head back now," Nangong Qing said with a light smile.

"Young Master Nangong, what about our matter?"

Even buying and selling matters cannot be taken lightly, and Fu Deyong was just as anxious.

"Let's go back and discuss it again. Once we have a conclusion, we'll talk about it again."

Inside the carriage!

"Su Luo, you've looked around Hechunlou. What do you think?"

Nangong Qing sat upright and elegantly, fanning himself with a slow and deliberate gesture.

"Hechunlou is very good, but Boss Fu said it's for sale, not for transfer. Do we have enough silver to take it over?"

Su Luo had roughly calculated that she should only have received a little over two thousand taels of silver in dividends last month, not to mention A Xu.

Su Luo's understanding of Nangong Qing's assets is still unclear. If we only consider the profits from Fumanlou, he probably doesn't have much money.

When the last insect infestation struck the entire Yongle County, Nangong Qing spent all his money on medicinal herbs, and even incurred debts at one point.

If Ah Xu hadn't invested his entire fortune in the business, Fu Man Lou would have gone bankrupt.

"If you're satisfied, I'll buy it in a couple of days. I also have a few paintings and calligraphy by famous artists."

Land in the county isn't cheap; can it really be bought with just a few paintings and calligraphy?

How much silver is your calligraphy and painting worth?

"A unique and irreplaceable piece, worth a fortune."

As Ah Xu drove the carriage, he heard Nangong Qing say urgently, "Young Master, those paintings and calligraphy were left to you by Madam, you cannot sell them."

In the past, no matter how great the difficulties, the young master would never touch the calligraphy and paintings left by his wife. Now, just because Su Luo said she was satisfied, he's going to sell them?

“Shut up, Ah Xu.”

Nangong Qing's tone was displeased; he knew how to conduct himself properly.

"Um, Nangong Qing, how about we don't sell the calligraphy and paintings? If we can't sell them all, so be it. With our capabilities, we can open a branch next year."

Although Su Luo didn't know the reason, she felt that those things must be very important to Nangong Qing.

"Since you're satisfied, we'll do it. I'll figure out how to pay for it."

Nangong Qing also had his own plans. It was just a small Hechunlou, which was worthless compared to Su Luo.

A decision hasn't been made yet, so the dividend distribution will be put on hold for now.

Inside the kiln, Zhao Ruyun carefully arranged the rice grains, thinking that she would pound them into rice after lunch the next day.

But now I see that two bags of rice have already been pounded.

"Luo Luo, when did you finish pounding the rice?" Looking at the bag next to her, she noticed there was no chaff.

"I'll smash it when I have time."

Su Luo helped Yan Chuan and the others bathe the dog at the kiln. The rice was milled by her using the rice milling machine in her space.

"What about the rice bran? Did you throw it away?"

When there's no rice to eat, rice bran is a good thing too. Add a little to the rice and cook it together, and it will last a long time.

"It's sitting outside."

The kiln isn't very big, and putting rice bran in would be too much of a hindrance.

But Zhao Ruyun didn't think that way. She hurriedly ran out, wanting to carry the rice bran to the kiln to store it properly, otherwise it would spoil if it rained.

"Wait, put it down!"

Zhao Ruyun stopped what she was doing and looked at Su Luo with a confused expression.

"Grandma, we don't need to eat bran anymore, have you forgotten?"

Zhao Ruyun still couldn't bear to part with the things that existed in the Blood Night.

"Just leave them outside. Once the new house is built and the weather warms up next year, I'll get you a cage and some bran to feed the chickens."

"Let it go, don't worry about it."

Zhao Ruyun reluctantly put it down; now she really didn't have to eat chaff anymore.

She went back to the kiln to tidy up some things. Since Su Luo recovered, she hadn't had to tidy up the kiln herself for a long time.

When she was almost done, she discovered an extra bag of cotton that she had never seen before.

It's soft, and there are seeds inside.

Su Luo told Yan Chuan and Yi Huan to groom their dog themselves. When she came in, she saw Zhao Ruyun picking up cotton she had taken from her spatial storage.

"Grandma, that's cotton."

Zhao Ruyun had gotten used to not asking where Su Luo got the things, since Su Luo knew more than she did anyway.

"Is cotton a flower?"

So it seems there's really no difference between them and flowers, but what's the point of bringing so many flowers into the house?

"It's not a flower, it's just a fiber that wraps around cotton seeds."

What is it?

Zhao Ruyun had never heard of it before, so what was fiber?