Three hundred taels?

"Yes, this is the first batch of goods. The quantity is small, and the workmanship isn't very refined, so this is the only price we can sell it for," Zhao Ru replied.

Song He'er was already very satisfied with this number. After all, it had only been a few days and she hadn't done anything herself. It was already quite remarkable that Zhao Run had managed to run the workshop to this extent.

Three hundred taels might not be a very satisfactory amount for merchants who frequently travel for business, but for them who have finally settled down after years of wandering, it is like rain after a long drought, a considerable income.

"Zhao Niangzi, you've worked so hard. Without you, it would be hard to see this scene today."

"Oh, what are you saying, young lady? Even without me watching over things, someone else who knows about silkworms would do the job just as well."

Jiang Huaifu didn't say anything, but simply looked around the workshop before turning to leave.

Song He'er thought he still had things to explain, but seeing that everything was going smoothly at the workshop, he just wanted to leave. He really was destined to enjoy a life of leisure.

“We’ve just arrived, so why don’t we help Zhao Niangzi with something? Luckily, there’s nothing at the shop that I can help with,” Song He’er said.

Jiang Huaifu frowned slightly, "You want to dump all those stalls over there on your stepmother? Don't forget that the woman selling steamed buns across the street from your shop isn't a nice person. What bad ideas might she come up with while you're not here? You'll regret it then."

Upon hearing this, Song He'er hesitated. She naturally wanted to stay in the workshop to familiarize herself with the process so that everything would go smoothly when she took over in the future.

"But I've come all this way to Jiangning, so naturally I want to stay here a little longer. Both businesses are mine, and I know which is more important. That steamed bun shop is just for my third aunt; I only visit it occasionally."

"you....."

Zhao Ru smiled and advised, "It's alright. If you don't want to go back, you can stay in Jiangning for one night. It's just that the rooms in the workshop are damp and it's noisy outside, which might disturb your rest."

Song He'er was caught in a dilemma and couldn't make up her mind. Suddenly, Jiang Huaifu reached out and pulled her out of the workshop.

"Hey, what are you doing? Slow down! You're acting strange today!"

"There's a reason I called you out. I hope you'll be smarter next time and understand what I mean."

"What's the hidden meaning?"

After thinking for a while, Song He'er snorted coldly, "I guess you suspect someone has embezzled your money again, so you're in a hurry to come out and investigate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Huaifu suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at her seriously: "Do you think I shouldn't think that way?"

"Of course. We trust those we employ and don't employ those we don't trust. Zhao Ru was originally a person who fell on hard times. It was only because we helped her along the way that she has achieved what she has today. If she is sensible, she will naturally be honest and upright and won't be tempted by money."

Jiang Huaifu curled his lips slightly, seemingly with a hint of disdain, "You really are stupid. Merchants are good at scheming, and there's no such thing as sincerity. If you stay in the workshop today, you will definitely alert them, and the problems with the money and accounts will never be found again. It's better to stay put and find an opportunity to look into it later."

Seeing how serious he was, Song He'er began to believe him somewhat.

"Zhao Ru, she wouldn't, would she?"

"You can know a person's face but not their heart. You only know that the proprietress across from your shop is arrogant and domineering, but you don't know that this kind of person is the easiest to deal with. What's difficult to deal with are those who are two-faced, scheming, and don't show their emotions. You are still young and have just come out into the world. As you grow up, you will understand!"

Jiang Huaifu spoke with great conviction, as if he were much older than her. In fact, this was not the case. In this dynasty, Song He'er had just come of age, but in modern society, she was already a mature woman who had experienced many hardships.

Jiang Huaifu, that greenhorn, may be cunning, but he's no match for her. Humph!

"Did you remember what I said? Why are you lost in thought again?"

"Uh... I've got it. Let's go back now..."

Jiang Huaifu was speechless for a moment, then quickly called the coachman over, "Go and hitch up the carriage, we must get to Xiaoye City before dark."

"Yes, young master."

The driver was a steady middle-aged man. Although the road from Jiangning to Xiaoyecheng was not easy to travel, Song He'er did not feel any bumps. Before she knew it, they had arrived at the main street of Xiaoyecheng.

As I got off the bus, Ah Lu came to report the situation.

"Young master, the matter has been settled. Here is the lease agreement."

Jiang Huaifu took it, glanced at it briefly, and then handed it to Song He'er, saying, "Take a look."

"Hmm... four strings of cash?"

"You think that's too much?" Jiang Huaifu asked rhetorically.

"Of course not, it's just that their store is much bigger than ours, so why is it only one string of cash more expensive than ours?"

Jiang Huaifu smiled and gently tapped her forehead a few times. "It's all because of you. They probably can't stay in Xiaoye City anymore and are in a hurry to sell the shop and leave. Today, only a few customers came to make trouble. If the people who have bought their buns before find out, they'll turn the shop upside down. Who wants to eat rotten meat?"

Hearing this, Song He'er was somewhat smug. "Hmph, that's true, but you can't blame me. They're just unlucky to have come and cause trouble for no reason!"

Jiang Huaifu smiled with a hint of relief. "Alright, you should go back and rest now. I'll come back and help you with the shop after they move out."

Song He'er nodded, wanting to say a few words of thanks, but before she could speak, Jiang Huaifu interrupted her.

"Don't thank me. I didn't help you for nothing. I hope you'll lend me a hand when I need you in the future."

A shimmering light appeared in Jiang Huaifu's eyes. In the twilight, Song He'er seemed to discern a few unfathomable emotions hidden within those deep eyes...

"Help you? Help with what? I can't help you with anything too big. After all, you're a prince, you have connections, and you're rich. What can I, a mere concubine's daughter, do for you?"

"No rush, take your time, there's always something you can do to help..."

As dusk fell, Song He'er felt her cheeks burning red. She coughed lightly, turned around, and was about to leave.

"Let the driver take you!"

......

I took a two-day break and didn't update. Sorry!