Chapter 79 The Third Miss is a Troublemaker
Mrs. Jiang sat there and said a few meaningless words, then left.
From beginning to end, she didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Qingyue's injuries.
There is a sense of alienation that I don't know what to say.
Que'er came in holding a black lacquer tray, and the medicine in the bowl gave off a bitter smell.
"Miss, the medicine is ready."
After Jiang Qingyue drank the medicine, she handed over the things that her master had asked her to do in the past few days.
"Young lady, you're so good at predicting things. The shop assistants only gave a little bribe and they revealed all the secrets hidden by the shopkeepers."
Jiang Qingyue took the testimonies, glanced at them casually, and then put the things back on the table with her slender fingers.
"Go and tell them that I want to see these six shopkeepers tomorrow at 9:00 PM."
Que'er hesitated and said, "But the young lady's injury hasn't healed yet, why is it so urgent?"
"I can't keep it any longer..." Jiang Qingyue finally raised her head, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes, "If I keep resting any longer, my shop will be emptied out."
This is the private property given to her by her elder sister, and she has to manage it well.
She had no power or influence, and no one to rely on. If she did not quickly take over all the private properties for her own use, she would not have to live a hard life when she left the mansion.
The next morning, Jiang Qingyue got up early.
She was dressed simply today, but she only wore a silver-gilt plum blossom hairpin with kingfisher feathers in her hair. She retained the dignity of a lady from a noble family, while also exuding a sense of competence.
"Miss, Manager Sun and his men have arrived and are waiting at the cloth shop."
Jiang Qingyue smoothed the non-existent wrinkles on her sleeves and said, "Tell them to wait. I'll be there soon."
Inside the cloth shop, six shopkeepers sat on both sides.
The shopkeeper Sun Shangqing was talking in a low voice with the shopkeeper Zhao from the grain shop next to him. The shopkeeper Li from the pawnshop next to him should probably join in the conversation.
The three-dimensional shopkeeper sitting opposite had a different expression.
Just then, Jiang Qingyue stepped into the shop.
She is not very old, but she has an aura of majesty without even being angry.
And Que'er behind him was holding the account books.
"Sorry for the long wait, shopkeepers."
Jiang Qingyue took a seat at the head of the table and spoke calmly, "I've invited you all here today to ask you about a few issues regarding the accounts."
Sun Shangqing smiled and said, "I heard that the Third Miss was injured? Since she hasn't recovered yet, why bother to personally inquire about these trivial matters? We old men will take care of it."
Zhao, the shopkeeper from the grain store, quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, Miss, just focus on recovering from your injuries."
Jiang Qingyue raised the corners of her lips slightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.
"It was only because I had some free time to recuperate that I had the time to look through the accounts. And I found some interesting things."
She gestured for Que'er to distribute several account books. "For example, last December, the cloth shop received a batch of brocade. The account book showed sixty pieces, but thirty-one were sold. The warehouse recorded twenty-five pieces remaining, and four were damaged."
"Yunjin isn't cheap. How did Shopkeeper Sun preserve it? The damage rate is so high. Your subordinates don't know how to preserve it, causing such a huge loss. They are so useless. It's better to fire them. What do you think?"
Sun Shangqing's face changed, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, "This..."
The third young lady could actually understand the account books and could even connect accounts that were one year apart.
No, a criminal slave who grew up in the northern border and did hard labor every day, how could she understand the account book?
"Why, Shopkeeper Sun is reluctant to part with it?"
Without waiting for Sun Shangqing's reply, Jiang Qingyue changed the subject, swung the account book aside, and said sternly, "Over the past three years, the cloth shop alone has wasted nearly a hundred bolts of high-quality fabric. No wonder the silk and satin shop, which was once profitable, has finally been reduced to an ordinary cloth shop."
"It's not just this cloth shop. The rice in the grain shop and the precious herbs in the herbal medicine shop all have errors, big and small."
She swept her eyes over everyone and said, "Boss, if you can't do it well, then I can only let others do it. I think that what Yanjing City lacks the most is talent."
There was dead silence, and several shopkeepers had cold sweat on their foreheads.
Jiang Qingyue spoke word by word: "I'll give you a chance. Before sunset today, make up for the two years' deficit in silver, and I'll forgive you. Otherwise..."
She put down the teacup with a soft sound, "We'll meet at the government office."
"Miss San!"
Sun Shangqing stood up suddenly and said, "You are going to drive us old bones to death! Even if we have no credit, we have worked hard over the years..."
"Shopkeeper Sun."
Jiang Qingyue interrupted him, "Big sister treats you well, and this is how you repay her?"
She suddenly pulled a sheaf of papers from her sleeve. "These are the confessions of the shop assistants, as well as the receipts of the goods you secretly sold. Do you want me to read them to you now?"
"I'm only letting you make up two years of your time, as a courtesy. Everyone knows I'm from the Northern Frontier, so don't blame me for being ignorant of etiquette if you cause trouble."
Sun Shangqing's face turned pale and he sat back in his chair dejectedly.
The other shopkeepers were also wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads in panic.
I didn't expect that the third young lady would be such a troublemaker.
At this moment, Que'er knocked on the door hurriedly, "Miss, the Seventh Prince has come to the shop and is standing at the door."
Jiang Qingyue was startled and stood up to look out the window.
A slender figure has stepped into the shop.
Chu Hean was wearing an indigo-colored golden python robe, with a mutton-fat jade pendant hanging from the jade belt around his waist. He was dressed in rich and luxurious clothes, looking like a dandy and romantic man.
And the man's malicious gaze made him seem a little frivolous.
Jiang Qingyue frowned slightly. Chu Hean was not doing his job properly. Instead of going outside the city to resettle the refugees, he spent the whole day having fun in the city.
What are you doing here?
Chu Hean strode over, pushed the door open casually, and glanced at the shopkeepers before finally landing on Jiang Qingyue.
"Oh, it's so lively. Sorry to bother the Third Miss with her business."
Knowing that you are disturbing me, but still disturbing me is really annoying.
Jiang Qingyue suppressed her impatience, stood up, and led the shopkeepers to pay their respects: "Greetings, Seventh Prince. I didn't know you were coming, and I'm sorry for not coming to greet you."
"No problem."
Chu Hean supported himself and glanced at the pile of account books on the table, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Are you checking the accounts?"
Do you understand?
Jiang Qingyue came up with a plan and said with a smile, "In response to the Seventh Prince, my mother and elder sister took pity on me as a lonely child and gave me some of their private property. I don't have much ability, and I'm having a headache looking at the accounts."
Jiang Qingyue picked up an account book, lowered her snow-white neck, and looked helpless.
The little girl's neck was long and snow-white. When it was lowered, it formed a graceful arc, and her posture was submissive and weak.
Chu Hean looked at it and was very satisfied.
Then he couldn't help but ask, "Oh? Do you need my help? These bastards are always cheating on their superiors and taking advantage of your age to bully you."
"If there are any problems, I will deal with them for you."
Hearing that the Seventh Prince was actually going to intervene to help, several shopkeepers broke out in cold sweats and couldn't help but raise their heads to look at Jiang Qingyue.
Seeing Jiang Qingyue's hesitant look, it seemed that she really wanted to let the Seventh Prince check it.
The Seventh Prince is a royal relative. He has a favored mother and a smart and capable brother. He is truly a man who treats human life as worthless.
Shopkeeper Sun and his men all knelt down, "Seventh Prince, please understand! We dare not... We have followed the Jiang family for over a decade, and our lives belong to them. The eldest lady has handed the shop over to the third lady, so naturally we serve the third lady as our leader and dare not neglect her."
The six shopkeepers suddenly turned pale and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Jiang Qingyue spoke at the right time: "Seventh Prince, they have followed Big Sister for many years, so Big Sister's vision is naturally not bad."
Chu Hean glanced at her, his lips curled slightly: "Alright...Wanyin is indeed thorough in her work, and it's impossible for anyone to make a mistake."
The shopkeepers nodded in agreement as if they had been pardoned and retreated in a hurry.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jiang Qingyue bowed and expressed his gratitude.
Chu Hean raised the corner of his lips, "We are all family sooner or later, Qingyue, why are you thanking me?"
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