Chapter 377 Accounts

Xiao Chenggui ruffled Lin Yuesha's hair. He was ill and might never have children in his life. After marrying Chen, he treated Lin Yuesha like his own daughter and was always very patient with her. However, this girl was obsessed with money and had no idea who she took after.

"Yue Sha, how do you think the Zhao family will react when they find out the truth?"

Xiao Chenggui sat down and had Lin Yuesha sit opposite him, and the father and daughter talked together.

Since moving to the prefectural city, Xiao Chenggui has been busy teaching children at the school and helping Chen Shi look after the shop's accounts. Besides, Lin Yuesha is getting older, so the father and daughter rarely have the opportunity to spend time alone together.

Xiao Qi was worried that he might instill other ideas in Yue Sha, but he shouldn't forget that he was Lin Yue Sha's nominal father. His approval was required for his daughter's future marriage. He didn't want his daughter, whom he had protected for so long, to be snatched away by wolves.

That kid is smug now, but he'll be crying sooner or later!

"Father, I don't know either."

According to normal human thinking, when Zhao Fundie's parents learned of her tragic death, they would definitely rush to the Li family and fight to the death.

Lin Yuesha shook her head. The law of Daqi stipulates that murderers must pay with their lives. If Li Ruoxue is not punished, it will once again prove that the law only applies to ordinary people. The rich and powerful rely on their connections and family background, and human lives are nothing.

As Bai Youran said, Lin Yue'e pushed the young lady into the water and she drowned. She was an eyewitness, but she could only keep the secret to herself.

When faced with conflicting interests, people's first thought is to protect themselves and safeguard their own interests. This is not out of selfishness, but out of helplessness.

“Since you understand these principles, then your father won’t say any more.”

There's a saying that goes, "It's good to be confused sometimes." Once you see everything clearly, you have to face the bloody reality, which is often cruel and not a good thing.

Lin Yuesha grew up in the countryside. If she hadn't come to the prefectural city, she might never have come into contact with these dark sides of the world. But now that she's in this position, it's better to see things clearly than to be kept in the dark.

But if you always immerse yourself in it with genuine feelings, how can you live your own life?

"Don't worry about how the Li and Zhao families resolve this; it has nothing to do with you. Don't ask or think about it, and you'll have no trouble."

Xiao Chenggui patted Lin Yuesha on the shoulder, got up and left, ending the father-daughter conversation.

Lin Yuesha: "???"

She thought her father would at least offer some comfort or express some of the pedantic sentiments of a scholar, but he did neither.

"Don't ask, don't think, and you'll have no worries."

Lin Yuesha murmured to herself, "What my father said makes a lot of sense. I've brought this upon myself. I wasn't the one who used witchcraft, nor was I the one who killed anyone. It has nothing to do with me."

With this ostrich-like mentality, Lin Yuesha felt a huge weight lifted from her heart and felt incredibly relieved.

When Qingxing and Qi'er heard about what happened at the girls' school, they thought their young mistress would surely sigh about it, and they both prepared words of comfort. However, to their surprise, their young mistress didn't say a word and calmly flipped through the family's account books.

Most of the account books were kept by the Chen family. Although the family shop had not been open for long, it was quite profitable.

"White Tea, come and take a look."

Lin Yuesha intended to train her two maids, so she handed the account book to Bai Cha. She had just noticed a small error in the account book and used it to test Bai Cha's performance during her training at the girls' school.

"Miss, this is not right, there is a shortage of three taels of silver."

Bai Cha held the abacus and started clicking away. She and Long Jing had it just as easy at the girls' school as the young ladies; learning to use an abacus and read account books was the most basic thing they had to do.

"Yes, then you can read this one."

As the number of shops increased and the business grew, Lin Yuesha realized that she would be exhausted from checking the accounts herself, so she never intended to do it all herself.

After checking the ledgers, Lin Yuesha was a little surprised. She thought that the best-selling items were meat jerky and dried meat, but in fact, it was peanuts of various flavors.

The peanuts sold so quickly that Chen couldn't handle the demand by herself, so she had to use everyone in the family who could help, including Liu Quan's children.

The shop offers a wide variety of snacks, but those fancy and elaborate dishes are not accepted by the people and end up as unsold inventory.

"Apple chips don't keep well. It rained recently, and the bags weren't sealed properly, so they got damp."

Longjing opened a bag of apple crisps he brought back from the shop, but they didn't have a crispy and sweet taste.

Lin Yuesha picked up a slice and put it in her mouth. This kind of apple that's neither soft nor hard is the worst to eat. It's not as good as eating a fresh apple. Who would want to pay a lot of money to buy dried apples? It's practically ruining their own reputation.

Thanks to Mother Chen, who would have the servants in the shop taste the food every day to prevent it from spoiling, the damp apple chips were picked out.

It hasn't spoiled and can be reprocessed and baked, but the taste of the food is still the top priority right now.

During the initial stages of the snack shop's development, many categories that didn't perform well were removed. She discovered a problem: having too many varieties was actually a burden.

She had previously thought that by selling a few kinds of pastries in her snack shop, people who came to buy pastries would be tempted and would also buy a few. However, things didn't go as planned; the soft pastries in the snack shop didn't attract any attention.

The shop currently has a good reputation, and most of the customers are men who buy peanuts to take home as a snack with drinks.

"Miss, it's not winter now. Peanuts sell better in winter."

In the harsh winters of the north, men often enjoy a few drinks to ward off the cold. Since they can't eat meat often, they make peanuts as a snack with their drinks, and a pound of peanuts can last for several meals.

Lin Yuesha rubbed her chin. There were too many kinds of products to make now, which was very labor-intensive. She thought that her snack shop should focus on peanuts and develop more new varieties.

Although peanuts are cheap, they have a wide appeal, so you can make a considerable amount of money from them.

As she had predicted, brothels, teahouses, and restaurants sent people to purchase goods almost every few days, and the total amount was quite impressive.

Lin Yuesha used to be just a cook, but now she realizes how difficult it is to run a shop. She has to worry about everything, and food preservation is also a challenge.

Since the beginning of the fifth month of the lunar calendar, there has been more rain in the north, and if not stored properly, the taste will be affected.

"I heard that the scholars would be locked up for three days and three nights during the scientific expedition, and they only brought dry, hard biscuits, which tasted terrible."

The dry biscuits were served with water, and it is said that some people choked so badly that they couldn't catch their breath and had to give up their scientific expeditions.

Lin Yuesha didn't want her older brother to eat dry, hard biscuits. If he didn't replenish his strength, he wouldn't be able to last three days and three nights. Many people had to quit early because they couldn't keep up with the physical demands.

"Miss, your vegetable pancakes taste good, but they can't be kept until the seventh or eighth month of the lunar calendar, can they?"

Qingxing had doubts about this; in such hot weather, it could only be stored for about half a month at most.

"No, the vegetable pancakes are for my older brother. In case we're traveling and there's no village or shop in sight, we won't have any other food."

Xiao Qi traveled with the caravan, which often took shortcuts to save time and frequently missed their lodgings. On this journey to the capital, his elder brother was destined to suffer.