Chapter 57 Qulou is a bar
Cheng Shuyi rushed to stock up on the necessary goods before several shops opened.
Then he carried the tax of nearly two thousand taels from last month onto Zhang Fu's carriage and headed to the Ministry of Revenue.
Many people came to the Ministry of Revenue to pay taxes.
But no one came to pay taxes like Cheng Shuyi, carrying two boxes.
They all use silver notes.
Cheng Shuyi didn't have time to eat breakfast this morning, and didn't eat much last night.
I went to several stores to restock my supplies. Now I’m hungry and tired, and the sun is still so bright.
She sat down on the steps in front of the yamen.
Holding an umbrella, waiting to pay taxes.
In my ears, I could hear the discussion about the centenarian Taizu of the Regent Palace who passed away this morning.
Cheng Shuyi didn't want to listen. He just wanted to pay the tax as soon as possible and take care of the affairs of Qulou and Zhulou.
When the sun was almost baking her, Zhang Fu, who was helping to queue, came to call her, and the two of them each carried a box of silver in.
Qin Yan also went in with her to pay taxes!
Qin Yan had just arrived, and he used his power to cut in line.
That’s right, the Hui’an Ticket Office had to pay such a huge tax that the Ministry of Revenue would have been willing to kneel down to help him, so why would they have to queue up?
"Boss Cheng, what a coincidence, you're here to pay taxes too?" Qin Yan was dressed like a unique young man, attracting great attention.
As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone looked at him.
By the way, I saw Cheng Shuyi struggling to move silver.
Women were extremely rare in the Ministry of Revenue's yamen.
Firstly, women were not allowed to open accounts to deposit silver, nor could they exchange silver notes for cash, so they could not do many things.
Secondly, even if a woman’s dowry includes a shop or something like that, the business tax can be included in the payment by her husband’s family.
There is no need for women to come to the Ministry of Revenue in person.
Qin Yan was enjoying the fun, "This box is so heavy. It looks like Boss Cheng had a good business last month and made a lot of money."
Cheng Shuyi rolled his eyes at him.
Put the account books and the money on the table.
Then she just had to wait for the treasurer to check the silver and the account books, and then issue her a document.
"A figure like Young Master Qin also comes to pay taxes in person?" Cheng Shuyi had nothing to do anyway.
Qin Yan had already received the document. He casually threw it to the servant beside him and asked the servant to go back first.
"I heard that Boss Cheng was here, so I came here specially."
"I have decided to do what you said last time."
He was referring to the estate trust business.
Cheng Shuyi had also finished the paperwork. "Mr. Qin, shall we continue our conversation somewhere else?"
The two men left the Ministry of Revenue.
Cheng Shuyi took Qin Yan directly to her Qulou.
Her Qulou was the third shop at the entrance of Liuxiang.
Liuxiang - the largest entertainment and consumption center in Shengjing City, to put it bluntly, is a famous place for fireworks.
Every shop in this street is extremely luxurious.
There are teahouses, wine shops, brothels, gambling houses, and music halls.
These shops were also secretly opened by the dignitaries in Shengjing City.
Where there is a gambling house, there are wins and losses.
The shop is lost if it is lost.
Cheng Shuyi took advantage of this opportunity and bought the third shop on the right side of Liuxiang.
Arriving here, Qin Yan was a little surprised. "I didn't expect Boss Cheng to come to a place like this?"
There are also women who go to gambling houses to play.
But Cheng Shuyi was not going to the gambling house. She took out the key and opened the door of Qulou.
"This is the shop I bought. It hasn't opened yet. Please come in, Mr. Qin." Cheng Shuyi opened the door as wide as possible.
"Are you doing business in the shop again?"
Qin Yan was shocked at the speed at which she opened her business. Didn’t her Shengjing Yiwei and Yiming Jingsui just open a few days ago?
Those two shops attracted many students who came to Beijing to take the imperial examinations.
In order to bring good luck to themselves, students set off fireworks on the banks of the moat every night.
Some even plan to wait until the day of the scientific examination.
A slightly larger firework costs ten taels of silver. Cheng Shuyi made a fortune!
"But what kind of business is this, a music studio?"
There are tables and chairs in the shop, as well as cabinets and shelves against the wall and a long table.
What reminded Qin Yan of the music house was the round platform at the innermost part of the shop, which was one step higher.
The area around the stage was empty, with no tables or chairs arranged.
There is a red curtain hanging behind it.
It seems that this stage is a place for musicians to play music.
But, in such a big place, which can only seat about 200 to 300 people, can people hear the music being played?
"It's a brothel, and also a wine shop."
Cheng Shuyi checked everywhere to see if the workers had done the details according to her instructions.
It's actually a bar.
In a place like this, she has to follow the crowd and do business. She can't just open a bookstore here, right?
People who come to this street don’t come to read books!
"Do you need to set up a secret entrance above your head to open a tavern?" Qin Yan teased.
This shop is not like other shops, with a roof of hanging beams and tiles on top.
He observed that the shop had no second floor.
But the area above my head was completely sealed with wooden boards, and there were several secret openings on top, I didn't know what they were used for.
What sharp eyes!
Cheng Shuyi silently complained about him in his heart.
"That's where the hanging lights are." She wasn't quite telling the truth.
Qulou opens for business in the evening. There are indeed lights hanging under these hidden openings, which also serve as a cover for her installation of audio equipment.
"Mr. Qin, let's talk about the inheritance."
Cheng Shuyi changed the subject, "Inheritance entrustment doesn't fall under the scope of banknote transactions, so women can also do it, right?"
Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and looked at her calmly, "You want to entrust your inheritance?"
Cheng Shuyi admitted generously: "Yes."
There is no chance for the two children to return to their ancestral home, and Pei Yanli is not allowed to marry from today onwards.
She had no choice but to put the matter of inheritance entrustment on the agenda.
As long as Qin Yan kept it a secret for her, no one would know that she was dying.
It turned out to be her own decision!
Qin Yan guessed right, but he didn't feel happy at all for guessing what she was thinking. Instead, he felt a little complicated.
"Why?" he asked, then added, "If you don't tell me the reason, how can I be sure whether you really want to entrust me with this, or are you just trying to get around it and deposit money with the Hui'an Bank?"
"I'm sick, very sick."
The moment Cheng Shuyi said this, he inexplicably felt relieved.
She was finally able to talk about this.
Even if the person listening to her was not very familiar with her, she felt much more relaxed.
"I probably have less than four months left. I want to entrust all my gold, silver, money, shops and land to your Hui'an Bank."
"When my two children turn 28, I'll give it all to them."
She spoke as if she were talking about someone else's business.
There was no fear of illness and death on his face or in his eyes.
Qin Yan didn't quite believe her.
"Boss Cheng, would you mind if I ask someone to take your pulse?"
"Can."
Cheng Shuyi said, "But this matter must be kept secret. No one can know about it, especially my two children!"
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