Fu An heard Song Qingci's voice coming from the house and looked at Master Fu San in surprise.

His eyes seemed to be asking, why is Song Qingci in the Third Master's inner room?

Mr. Fu San also wanted to know, so he lifted the curtain and walked in with Fu An.

Song Qingci crawled out from under the bed, looking a little disheveled, with a smear of dirt on the tip of her nose, but she didn't know it.

Master Fu San: "...treasure hunting?"

"No, it's pine nuts!" Song Qingci said embarrassedly, "The pine nuts are hiding under Third Master's bed. I came in to catch them and take them back to dye their fur... Sorry to bother Third Master."

Master Fu San was amused by her appearance and touched the tip of his nose, "Here."

Song Qingci didn't react and asked subconsciously, "What's wrong with Third Master's nose?"

Mr. Fu Sanye has a very good appearance, and each of his facial features is worthy of individual scrutiny.

He has a high nose bridge and smooth nose contours.

How could such a beautiful nose be uncomfortable?

It's okay, she's here.

"You." Master Fu San couldn't help laughing, "You're dirty."

Song Qingci: You are the one who is dirty!

After she argued in her heart, she finally realized what was going on and took out a handkerchief to wipe her nose.

Fu An took the initiative to speak to her: "What did Miss Song just say?"

You're so young, but your ears aren't working well?

It was rare for him to be nice to her. Song Qingci knew that it was because of the money.

Money makes the world go round.

But she doesn't bother with a lackey like Fu An. She still has to consider her third uncle's face, doesn't she?

If Mr. Fu San becomes the overlord of Liaodong in the future, can his mother's business monopolize Liaodong?

The abundant products here can be transported throughout the country and even exported outside the customs and overseas with the help of the Song family's powerful transportation and trade capabilities; things from outside can also be transported in to enrich the lives of the people in Liaodong.

This business benefits the country and the people, and it is also profitable. Why not do it?

At most, it requires a small investment in the early stages.

Song Qingci discovered that she was worthy of being her mother's daughter, with her head full of business acumen.

Now she was getting excited as she imagined a bright future.

Therefore, she must convince Mr. Fu San to take over all the surrounding hills.

She had never thought before that she could take advantage of the heavy rain to carry out a major reshuffle.

"I said, I have money." Song Qingci said.

In front of Mr. Fu San, there was no need to hide her little tricks anymore.

"One hundred thousand taels, is that enough?" She showed her cards directly. "If it's not enough, I can ask my mother to give me some more. Money is not the problem. The most important thing is to save people."

She is beautiful and kind-hearted.

Making money from business is just a small reward for the good things she does.

Song Qingci had even started to dream. She would help Mr. Fu San to accomplish this task and open up the transportation network in Liaodong, which would be her harvest in Liaodong in the past few years.

What kind of man are you looking for?

She wants to be a strong woman in the business world like her sister.

Oh, no, my sister is going to find a man now...

Is she going to take over the family business?

Song Qingci was cowardly again.

"One hundred thousand taels? Not enough?" Fu An was shocked by Song Qingci's wealth.

One hundred thousand taels is not enough? One hundred thousand taels is enough for the Northwest Army to suppress a medium-sized enemy attack.

He knew that the Song family was wealthy, but he didn't expect that Song Qingci had such a high status in the Song family that he would ask for 100,000 taels of silver and even said, "If it's not enough, there's more"?

How much is she worth?

"If it's not enough, my mother will give it to you." Song Qingci said.

What's wrong with Fu An? He always interrupts.

She wants to talk to Mr. Fu San!

"Third Master, although they have become bandits, they are just like the people on Huaishan Mountain. Some of them have bad intentions, but most of them are good people. If they follow bad people, they will easily learn bad things. It is better to let them follow Third Master and be good people."

"Yes, to a certain extent, there may be suspicion that we are taking advantage of others' misfortune to rob them. However, people like Zhao Yuanshuo are shameless and will sooner or later become trouble. It is better to deal with them all at once."

"Also, I can sense that there are few people on the mountain right now. Even if Third Master wants to do something, it will be difficult to do so."

"For example?" Mr. Fu San gestured for her to sit down and talk, and he also sat down on the chair.

Fu An, whose injury had not yet healed, stood obediently behind him with his back straight.

"For example, Third Master asked everyone to open up wasteland and cultivate the land. However, although there is a lot of land on the mountain, it is not fertile enough. Moreover, it is difficult to support so many people by relying solely on farming..."

Song Qingci expressed his opinions without reservation.

If you want to make money, you must do business, and you can't just stay in a small circle of two or three thousand people in the mountains.

There needs to be a larger market where everyone can exchange goods to promote efficiency improvement.

"For example, there isn't even a blacksmith in our mountain..."

"Also, the Third Master has too few people under his command, which means that as bandits, we have no ability to fight against the government."

If Governor Sun really goes crazy and sends thousands of people to encircle and suppress them, it will be difficult for them to escape unscathed.

"I know that Third Master is not an ambitious person, but only someone like you can lead the charge and wholeheartedly consider the people below you."

A compliment must be given!

"Liaodong is in such a state of chaos. Based on my superficial understanding over the past few years, whether it's the cavalry from the northwest or the pirates from the southeast, if they attack, Liaodong's defenses will be vulnerable."

Finally, a hint of surprise appeared in Mr. Fu San's eyes.

Little girl, you actually know about military defense?

"Tell me about it in detail." Master Fu San held the beads in his left hand.

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