(Cute Babies + Loyal Dog + Face Slapping + Farming + Getting Rich) Sun Mia'er, a business genius from the 21st century, is reborn! The original body's owner was a pitiable wretch who lost h...
Sun Miao'er nodded repeatedly, "That's enough! Thank you, shopkeeper!"
Manager Xie's face was full of fat when he smiled, but his eyes revealed his disdain for the two country bumpkins. He felt that he had gotten a good deal. The other applicants had asked for seven or eight coins, thinking they were someone important!
This guy is quick, accurate, and cheap at calculating; he's like a hothead, but he'll definitely be easy to manage in the future.
The previous employee didn't actually pack his bags and leave; Sun Miao'er simply took over his position, and he went to manage the warehouse.
Sun Miao'er thought that the warehouse was the best job. If she could get a chance to work there, she could see the goods delivered by the Wei family directly. However, Xie only asked her to do the accounting, so she should find an opportunity first.
The previous employee handed over his work to Sun Miao'er, who then took the ledger and carefully studied it to see which merchants Pingting Cloth Shop had been dealing with in the past.
Despite its unassuming location, Pingting Fabric Shop earns a considerable amount each month, and much of its merchandise is delivered directly to customers' homes, eliminating the need for them to visit in person.
No wonder they chose this location; the shops are cheap.
But even after searching through the entire ledger, she couldn't find any dealings with the Wei family. The accounts in this ledger were all from this month, while the accounts with the Wei family were probably from last month or even earlier, so they were indeed hard to find.
Fu Yuchi was responsible for moving and delivering goods. The man surnamed Xie took a liking to his physique and naturally assigned him physical labor.
Behind the shop was a courtyard with several shared beds for the workers to sleep on.
Sun Miao'er looked at the dormitory bed in front of her. Didn't this mean that she would have to share a bed with her master?
The other worker lived on the outskirts of Pingnan City, so he didn't stay in the shared dormitory and went home every day.
That means that at night, she and her master were alone in the room.
It's somewhat difficult to talk about.
"You've been traveling all day and doing accounting all afternoon, you must be tired. Get some rest." Fu Yuchi sat on the south side, the moonlight filtering in through the window and shining on his face, making him look exceptionally cool.
Although there was at least one person's width between them, Sun Miao'er still couldn't bring herself to go to sleep, and said perfunctorily, "Master, you go to sleep first, I'll sleep later."
However, it's fine if it's just the two of them; at least they don't have to worry about their identities being exposed.
Even though she sat by the bed for who knows how long, she only pulled the blanket over her head and went to sleep when she heard even breathing coming from the other end of the bed.
When it was fully light the next day, there was no one around.
Sun Miao'er was startled at first, thinking she had overslept. But when she looked up and saw that it was only just getting light outside, she was relieved.
"Big brother, did you sleep well last night?" Sun Miao'er tidied herself up briefly and went into the courtyard, where she saw Fu Yuchi already sitting there.
Fu Yuchi looked around and pointed to the north, saying, "That's the warehouse. The goods we're looking for are inside. A batch of goods will arrive this afternoon. I'll go and move the goods first, and then you can go in under the pretext of checking the goods. We'll cooperate with each other then."
As expected, his master was always one step ahead; all of this was already part of his plan.
In the afternoon, the merchant's carriage stopped at the back gate. Sun Miao'er could hear the noise just by tapping her abacus, and she had no idea how much merchandise had arrived.
Just then, the man surnamed Xie came over and peeked at the ledger. "Wow, the handwriting is quite delicate, like a young lady's!"
Sun Miao'er almost thought she had been exposed, and laughed, "Shopkeeper, please stop teasing me. What do you mean by 'girl'? My handwriting is just a bit ugly."
"They're unloading goods in the back, I'm just checking on them, you go ahead with your work." After saying that, the man surnamed Xie headed straight for the backyard.
Sun Miao'er absentmindedly tapped on the abacus, wondering if her master had entered the warehouse yet, and if things had gone smoothly.
The master wanted to let him in under the pretext of this opportunity, but Xie happened to come at this time. What reason could he come up with to fool Xie?
Suddenly, as she looked at the account book, an idea struck her, and she went into the backyard as well.
At the back gate, several oxcarts were loaded with boxes of goods, each bearing the seals of various merchants. Several workers were unloading the goods, and Sun Miao'er immediately spotted Fu Yuchi coming out of the warehouse.
His cheeks were flushed from carrying heavy loads, making his face look quite out of place with his attire.
"Manager, there are a few discrepancies in the accounts. I might need to go to the warehouse to check." As Sun Miao'er and Fu Yuchi brushed past each other, their eyes met, and they understood each other's meaning.
The man surnamed Xie replied, "Six'er can handle the inventory check; he's used to doing it."
He clearly didn't trust the newcomer enough. Although the accounting for yesterday's work was a bit sloppy, the man surnamed Xie still trusted him.
Sun Miao'er continued to think of ways to solve the problem, and then changed her words: "Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid that Liu'er will make a mistake in counting the goods? I looked at his account book again yesterday, and there were several mistakes."
"Besides, Liu'er is still helping with unloading. I'm waiting to settle the accounts for that batch of goods. If I make a mistake, I'll have to start all over again, which will cause delays!"
Seeing that Liu'er was directing the workers to move goods at the back door, Xie, unable to do so, finally nodded.
Sun Miao'er entered the warehouse, where her master was already waiting for her.
The warehouse was dark and dry. Since it was full of fabric, it was prone to mold if it got damp. Therefore, quicklime was piled up in many corners to absorb moisture.
"Master, the warehouse is so big, have you found the Wei family's batch of goods?" Sun Miao'er looked at the hundreds of wooden boxes in front of her, at a loss. She didn't expect that Pingting Cloth Shop, which was not a big business, had such a large stockpile of goods.
However, the man surnamed Xie made an outrageous demand, asking the Wei family for five thousand taels of silver, which was equivalent to several years' worth of profits for the cloth shop.
Fu Yuchi shook his head and lowered his voice, saying, "I've already checked the first floor. There's nothing there. The Wei family's goods are probably stored on the second floor."
Workers were still delivering goods outside, so the two of them had to get back to their own work to avoid attracting attention.
It took a full half hour to unload that batch of goods. After the workers left, the man surnamed Xie called out from outside the door, "Hey Sun, is your shipment ready yet?"
"Not yet, shopkeeper. Some boxes are stuck at the bottom. I'll ask my brother to lend me a hand," Sun Miao'er replied.
She felt that this man surnamed Xie was not a proper shopkeeper. On the contrary, he knew nothing about the cloth shop and didn't even ask about things like checking the inventory.
It's best not to ask.
"Shopkeeper, Chen Laowu is here," Liu'er called out.
After hearing this, Mr. Xie stopped paying attention to the warehouse matter and left in a hurry, as if it were very important.
Chen Laowu?
Sun Miao'er immediately perked up, but she was currently too busy to deal with everything at once. Finding the Wei family's goods was the priority; Chen Laowu's affair with the Xie family had been going on for a while, there was plenty of time.