Chapter 102: The family is running out of money



Chapter 102: The family is running out of money

There is only so much market share. If she takes more, there will definitely be someone who takes less.

Even if she hadn't met Zhang Xiu Lan today, as long as she continued to sell candy, she would always run into Li Xiu Lan and Wang Xiu Lan, and she couldn't escape it.

Sang Yongjing resisted the urge to turn around and look at Zhang Xiulan, and continued to ask, "Then shall we leave now?"

Run away quickly before the person who left comes back. Your life is important. You can earn money anytime.

"No way." Sang Yu was of course unwilling. She had just paid so much money, and now she was leaving without earning a penny. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

"Then..." Sang Yongjing wanted to persuade him a few more times, but was pushed back to the ground by Sang Yu.

She laughed and said, "If you stick your head out, you'll get a knife. If you hide your head, you'll get a knife too. You can't escape. Dad, just sit back and relax."

No matter what the person next to Zhang Xiu Lan did or who he found, at least they would not dare to do anything wrong in this market.

Instead of escaping with dozens of kilograms of sugar now, it would be better to take the opportunity to sell it and exchange it for silver, which is easier to carry and they can travel light.

As for danger, that is something you need to consider after leaving the market.

Sang House, the courtyard where the second house is located.

Sang Yongnian, from the second branch of the Sang family, has been bedridden since arriving in Lingnan City. He has been taking medicine and supplements every day, but his condition has not improved.

Fortunately, after buying the house, the eldest brother Sang Yongfeng still had a lot of spare money, enough for the whole family to live on, so he was not in a hurry to do business and make money.

When Sang Yongnian saw the maid coming in with a steaming bowl of medicine, he couldn't help but sigh.

He felt as if the bitter taste of the medicine had seeped into his bones, his entire body reeking of bitterness, like a medicine jar. He took medicine constantly, but saw no improvement.

A smiling voice came from the door frame not far behind the maid: "Second brother, you are already such a grown man, why are you still afraid of this medicine bowl?"

Sang Yongnian looked up when he heard the voice and saw Sang Yongfeng walking towards him with big strides. Who else could it be but his brother?

He subconsciously frowned and winked at the maid. The maid understood, quickly placed the medicine bowl on the low table beside the bed, and bowed before leaving.

After the door was closed, Sang Yongnian spoke, his voice slightly hoarse, a characteristic of illness: "Brother, do you want to talk to me about something?"

Sang Yongfeng originally wanted to chat a little to hide his anxious thoughts and maintain the superficial brotherhood.

Being asked so directly, the smile on his face disappeared instantly and quickly retreated.

"It's true," he said bluntly, "We're brothers, and we share a deep bond. I won't beat around the bush—our family is running out of money."

"Huh?" Sang Yongnian wondered if his ears were damaged. How could he hear something that was impossible to happen?

But looking at Sang Yongfeng's embarrassed expression, it didn't seem like a lie.

He asked tentatively, "After buying the house, didn't the family have some money left?"

Three thousand taels of silver wasn't in the capital, where every inch of land was worth a fortune. Lingnan was just a remote town, and even if one spent a lot of money on food, drink, and entertainment, it shouldn't be spent so quickly.

When asked about the reason, Sang Yongfeng couldn't help but twitch his lips. In his opinion, this money shouldn't be spent so easily.

The accountant came to report to him two days ago, and his first thought was that someone must have embezzled money.

But when the accountants checked the books, they found out that they really didn't embezzle the money, as it was indeed spent by their entire family.

The restaurant and cloth shop I bought before were in great locations and were not cheap.

After settling down in Lingnan, the family wanted to make some new clothes and buy some new jewelry. Sang Yongfeng would not treat them badly and agreed to all the requests.

In addition, he often entertained local gentry and celebrities at parties and gave them gifts, so the money was spent little by little.

After listening to him, Sang Yongnian felt even more exhausted.

In fact, he should have thought of it earlier. The master, mistress, young masters and young ladies in the Sang Mansion behaved like this when they were in the capital. How could they suddenly change their temper just because they moved to a new place?

In the past, I could only maintain a glamorous life with the continuous income from shops and farms. Now, I only spend money and never earn any money, and sooner or later, my money will be gone.

"How much money is left in the mansion's account?" he asked.

Sang Yongfeng rarely showed any sign of embarrassment. His eyes flickered and his voice was so low that it almost died in his throat: "...Three hundred taels."

"What?" Sang Yongnian, who was half leaning on the bed, was struck by lightning. He suddenly propped himself up, his fingers subconsciously clenched the quilt, his eyes full of horror.

It had only been a short time, and the three thousand taels of silver were reduced to only three hundred! If they continued to squander like this, everyone in the family would have to sleep on the streets.

"Second brother, you...speak more quietly!" Sang Yongfeng was shocked by his reaction and hurriedly tried to dissuade him, lowering his voice even more.

After the turbulent emotions in his chest subsided a little, Sang Yongnian let out a long sigh, his voice hoarse with fatigue: "Oh, I understand what you mean, brother. Tomorrow I will drag myself to the shop and take a close look. I will fill in any gaps as soon as possible and we will be able to reopen soon."

He paused, looked up at Sang Yongfeng, his eyes calm: "It's just..."

Sang Yongfeng came here to ask for help in revitalizing the two closed shops and bringing in more income for the family. Upon hearing this, he quickly asked, "Just what? Just tell me, second brother! What do you need? I will definitely find it for you."

Sang Yongnian pressed his skinny hand against his chest, took a deep breath, and then spoke clearly, "But everyone in the mansion can't continue to spend so recklessly. The money earned from just two shops is far from enough to fill the bottomless pit of money at home. If we want to survive in the long run, we must cut back on our expenses and be more restrained in our behavior."

Having been immersed in the business world for many years, Sang Yongnian had a clear account book in mind. He had already reviewed the details of the two shops and, with years of experience, had already roughly calculated their monthly income.

With the Sang family's current spending, let alone two shops, even twenty shops would probably not be enough!

"Then..." Sang Yongfeng subconsciously wanted to say, "Then open a few more shops", but when he raised his eyes, he met Sang Yongnian's pale and haggard face. His sallow complexion and sunken eye sockets were like a basin of cold water poured over his head.

The words that were on the tip of his tongue were swallowed back in the end, turning into a weak sigh in his throat.

He patted Sang Yongnian's hand gently and said, "Alas, you'll need to take care of this matter, my second brother. I will control them myself."

Early the next morning, Sang Yongnian went to the two shops one after another.

The source of cloth has been re-finalized, and each delivery must be inspected one by one before it can be put into the warehouse.

The restaurant issue was easier to resolve. The money Sang Yongfeng had spent on getting to know wealthy and famous people was not wasted.

He planned to wait until the restaurant opened, have Sang Yongfeng bring a group of wealthy and famous people to the restaurant for a meal, and then spend a small amount of money to punish those bullies who were rampant, so that no one would dare to cause trouble again.

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