Rong Ruo did not stay that night, but he resumed having dinner with Yuan Zhao the next day.

Yuan Zhao also figured out another characteristic of this living devil: he was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

After the two finished their breakfast, Rongruo suddenly called Qingzhu in.

"Give the storeroom key to the lady."

Yuan Zhao and Qing Zhu were both taken aback, but Qing Zhu reacted first and quickly said:

"yes."

After saying that, he quickly went to get the warehouse key.

"I……"

Yuan Zhao did not want the warehouse key.

Although she had never been there, she could roughly guess what Rong Ruo's storeroom looked like from the things he sent when he went mad and the betrothal gifts he sent later.

If her dowry was enough to make people envious, then Rong Ruo's treasury must have been richer than a country.

Holding such a mountain of gold in her hands, she felt a little uneasy.

As if knowing what she wanted to say, Rong Ruo spoke:

"Aren't we trying to make money?"

"Do it yourself."

Yuan Zhao: "..."

So, this person thought he was short of money because he heard that he had contacted Gu Qingfeng?

While the two were talking, Qingzhu had already brought the warehouse keys and ledgers.

Seeing that Yuan Zhao had finished his breakfast, he suggested:

"Madam, shall we go and take a look at the storeroom?"

If it's going to be handed over, then naturally we need to check the contents.

Yuan Zhao glanced at Rong Ruo, and seeing that the other party had no intention of taking it back, nodded and said:

"Then let's go take a look."

Although he had been prepared, Yuan Zhao realized that he had underestimated Rong Ruo's ability to amass wealth when he actually saw it.

Calling it a warehouse is an understatement; it would be more accurate to call it a house.

Yuan Zhao was also surprised to learn that the Rong family mansion was so large, its scale probably comparable to that of a prince's residence.

“There used to be a family living here, but they moved away. So the owner simply bought the house next door and knocked it down to make it easier to store things.”

As Qingzhu spoke, she opened the warehouse door.

Even though Yuan Zhao had seen many good things, she was still dazzled by what she saw at this moment.

She finally understood why Rong Ruo could give away so many good things without batting an eye; it was because those things really meant nothing to him.

What he sent was just the tip of the iceberg.

"Madam, let's take stock of our belongings."

Green Bamboo Road.

"No rush, I'll have my maid come and help you count them tomorrow."

Yuan Zhao looked at the huge warehouse and realized he had no intention of taking inventory himself; it would probably take a month to finish.

Qingzhu nodded upon hearing this:

"Very well, it's been many years since I've done an inventory. Let's take this opportunity to do a proper check."

"By the way, Madam, the master instructed me to hand over the shops and estates to you."

"May I ask when Madam will summon the stewards?"

With this warehouse as a precedent, Yuan Zhao dared not underestimate Rong Ruo's shops even more. She asked a few questions, and the number Qingzhu gave her left her speechless.

She thought she was a wealthy person, but compared to Rong Ruo, she realized she was not even as rich as a beggar.

With Rong Ruo possessing so much silver, how could others possibly accept it?

As if knowing what she was thinking, Qingzhu smiled faintly and said:

"Having hobbies is always better than having none, madam, don't you think?"

Yuan Zhao immediately understood what Qingzhu meant.

Rong Ruoruo dislikes nothing, which frightens others.

His fondness for money is a good thing; it makes him seem easy to manipulate.

He truly lives up to his reputation as a living Yama, having a complete grasp of people's thoughts.

"I will not be in charge for the time being. You can take care of things first, and I will figure out the warehouse first."

Yuan Zhao spoke.

Unbeknownst to her, she had been in more and more contact with Rong Ruo, which made her somewhat panicked.