Chapter 70: No Supplier

"What happened to Jiang Rouer?" Wen Yan asked.

"She tried to escape, but she was recaptured."

"Keep her under guard and don't let her run around anymore."

"Yes." The maid responded and went to deal with the matter.

Wen Yan is going to contact suppliers today and needs to move around.

Meng Chifei had dark circles under his eyes and looked tired, so he didn't let her go out, but let her catch up on some sleep and rest at home.

Meng Chifei yawned loudly: "I'll just take a nap in the carriage. I'm worried that no one will follow me."

Wen Yan pursed her lips and chuckled: "You can still follow me for the rest of my life, I will be independent sooner or later."

Meng Chifei wanted to say something, but when it came to eloquence, she was no match for Wen Yan.

After a while, Wen Yan led him in and he went back to his room to sleep obediently.

Wen Yan borrowed a carriage from the Meng family and went out.

"Miss Wen Yan, where are we going?" The coachman stood in front of the carriage and looked at her with a smile.

"Brother Chen Wu!" Wen Yan was surprised, "Why is it you?"

"Chi Fei was so worried about you running around outside alone that he asked me to be your bodyguard for a day."

"Thank you, Brother Chen Wu." Wen Yan gave an address that he knew by heart.

The first place Wen Yan went to was the paper shop he had been working with in his previous life.

The carriage wobbled and soon arrived at the destination.

Brother Chen Wu went forward and knocked on the door.

The waiter leaned out of the door and asked, "Who are you two looking for?"

Looking at the familiar yet much younger face, Wen Yan smiled kindly: "I'm here to purchase goods."

The waiter immediately invited them in and sent a maid to call the boss over.

While he enthusiastically poured tea and water for them, he also eloquently introduced his own products.

He described it so vividly that even people who didn't know much about paper would be attracted by his description.

Wen Yan ordered several samples: "I like all of these. I want to place a large order."

The waiter was excited.

As long as Wen Yan can order $100 worth of paper every month, the commission he gets can solve his urgent problem.

He suppressed his excitement and entertained the guests even more attentively.

Just then, the boss arrived.

We worked together for more than ten years in our previous life.

Wen Yan had already figured out her boss's temperament and knew what his bottom price was.

So they quickly agreed on the order quantity and price.

After the contract was drafted, Wen Yan just signed his name.

The boss's expression changed: "You... your name is Wen Yan?"

Wen Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she nodded in response, "Yes."

The boss sighed and shook his head: "This deal cannot be concluded between us. Boss Wen, you should find another buyer."

Wen Yan suddenly thought of something and asked, "But what did Wen Ruyue tell you?"

Seeing that she had guessed it, the boss spoke frankly, "To be honest, the owner of Miaobizhai has personally told us not to sell the goods to you."

Behind Miaobi Zhai is the Jinping Marquis Mansion. We are just a small papermaking workshop and we are really no match for them.

What he didn't say was that Miaobizhai gave him 50% more in the purchase price just to make up for his loss.

When he first drafted the contract, he thought the Crown Prince's wife was crazy, but he never expected that everything would come true.

Looking at the amount on the order, the boss also looked painful.

But he really didn't dare to break his promise to Miaobizhai.

Wen Yan understood and realized that it was Wen Ruyue who was behind the scenes.

She said no more, tore up the signed contract, and left.

The boss asked the waiter to see the guest out.

Before getting on the carriage, Wen Yan handed the waiter a note: "If you want to change jobs, go to the address above to find someone. The monthly salary is one tael of silver, calculated from the time you report to work."

After saying that, she asked Brother Chen Wu to drive away.

The waiter looked at the note in his hand in a daze.

I hope I won’t encounter a scammer!

Brother Chen Wu asked curiously, "Why did you poach that waiter?"

“He is very articulate and very hospitable.”

In fact, that waiter will grow up to be very outstanding.

Without selling himself, he rose from an inconspicuous waiter to the head manager of a paper mill and was sent to another place to manage the business of an entire prefecture.

Since she couldn't cooperate with this paper mill, she had to poach the talent and use it for her own benefit.

Besides, waiters really need stable and high-paying jobs now.

In his previous life, it was because he had negotiated the deal with Wen Yan that he was able to get through the difficult times by receiving a large and stable commission every month from Wen Yan's replenishment of stocks.

The waiter later thanked her many times.

Since we had a connection in the previous life, I naturally cannot miss him in this life.

Afterwards, Wen Yan went to the suppliers of pens and inkstones according to the distance.

The result is naturally the same as that of a paper mill.

There was only one ink stick supplier left, and Wen Yan had already guessed the outcome.

But she still wanted to give it a try, just in case she could get the relationship.

Before she even entered the shop, she saw Wen Ruyue in the shop.

Wen Ruyue commanded, "These replenished goods I need must be delivered within a quarter of an hour. If your delay affects my business, you will lose your position as shopkeeper."

The ink shop owner humbly replied, "The delivery person has already left. It won't take more than a cup of tea to get the goods to Miaobi Zhai."

Wen Ruyue despised his servility and snorted, "Wait until my Miaobi Zhai opens in every city in Dayong, and you'll naturally have endless orders and endless money to make."

The muscles on the shopkeeper's cheeks twitched and he lowered his head and smiled apologetically.

Wen Ruyue asked again, "Is there still no news about the colorful black ink I asked you to find?"

The shopkeeper looked embarrassed. "Madam, I've asked many of my colleagues about the colorful black ink ingots you mentioned. It's said that only the Mu family, famous for their ink making, has ever produced two pairs of them."

"Seriously?" Wen Ruyue perked up. "Tell me the Mu family's address quickly. I'll go find them right away."

The shopkeeper sighed and said, "The Mu family was wiped out thirty years ago."

"What did you say?" Wen Ruyue was shocked. "Do they have any descendants? Has any of the five-colored black ink been passed down?"

"Even if there are any, they have already fallen into the hands of those big collectors, and they will never reveal any information about them."

Wen Ruyue bit her lip.

Damn Wen Yan, how could she be so lucky in her previous life to get such rare colorful black ink!

Although the prince said that he no longer needed to use rare ink sticks to curry favor with Principal Ji of Wutong Academy.

However, she wanted to get all the good things that Wen Yan had gotten.

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows. It turned out that the ink Hui Niang gave her was called five-color black ink.

As soon as Wen Yan entered the store, Wen Ruyue also noticed her.

Wen Ruyue was so angry that she immediately smiled sarcastically, "Hey, isn't this Wen Yan? What are you doing here? You're not here to buy the four treasures of the study for your poor scholar husband, are you?

Here, the ones at the door are the cheapest, pick any one and put it on my account!"

Even the shopkeeper felt disgusted when hearing Ruyue's condescending provocation.

Wen Yan: “…”

Seeing that she didn't answer.

Wen Ruyue smugly provoked again: "Tsk tsk tsk, you want to open a pen and ink shop and buy goods here, don't you?

Tsk tsk tsk! Do you think he will supply you with goods? "