Grandma Jin looked at Liang Shuyan and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
"The tea in the storeroom is gone, and some silver is also missing. I suspect it might have been my brother-in-law who did it?"
Grandma Jin suddenly realized, "What? I knew that idiot was right. He asked who was in charge of the warehouse and said that the warehouse should be looked after by a trusted person. How come he's now eyeing our warehouse?"
Liang Shuyan nodded: "Now we can confirm that it was my brother-in-law who did this. Mother, it's okay, I'll go take a look. These tea leaves won't be sold anytime soon, so my brother-in-law will probably go to town to sell them. Otherwise, where could he go with so much tea leaves?"
Grandma Jin's mind was in a mess. The original owner's mother-in-law took good care of this woman. Whenever there was something to eat at home, the first person she would think of was Jin Daya. Unfortunately, this Zhao Wei was no good. Not only was he lazy and greedy, but he also often ordered Daya around. This daughter hadn't come to see her mother for a while, probably because she was being controlled by Zhao Wei.
Jin Dashan and Zhao Heng quickly returned in their donkey cart. As soon as Zhao Heng entered, he said breathlessly, "Brother Dashan, what's all the fuss about? Right now, they refuse to acknowledge that it's ours. They even sold our tea to the owner of the general store, and that owner is acting like he's found some precious treasure. He just won't let go of it!"
Liang Shuyan's cold eyes narrowed: "Let's go, let's go to town and take a look!"
Thinking of Jin Daya, Old Lady Jin said, "Wait a minute, I want to go too. I want to see what kind of despicable things this beast can do."
"That's right, how can we prove that the tea belongs to our Jin family?" With that thought, she quickly packed two packets of tea into the storeroom, then hurriedly boarded the donkey cart, and the three of them arrived in town together.
Liang Shuyan recognized the owner of this general store. As soon as she entered, she saw the shopkeeper enthusiastically introducing tea to customers. She frowned and said, "I didn't expect this guy to be so good at introducing tea. However, this is a good idea. Distributing tea to the shopkeepers of various stores will surely open up all the sales channels for tea very soon."
Liang Shuyan coughed and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Manager Su to be so good at business. She even sells my products so well. To be honest, even I, the host, am not as familiar with our tea as you, an outsider. I am truly ashamed of myself."
After seeing the guest off, Manager Su immediately said unhappily, "How can you talk like that? I got this tea from someone else. How can you say it's your tea? How can you prove it's your tea?"
When she first arrived, Liang Shuyan deliberately carried two packets of tea with her to prove that she was the owner of the tea. In ancient times, there was no such thing as a trademark, so naturally, her Jin's Tea House could not prove that she was the owner of the tea!
Liang Shuyan slowly took out two packets of tea she had brought from her bosom: "Look, what's this? If I weren't the owner of this tea shop, how could I produce the exact same tea?"
Shopkeeper Su rubbed his eyes and glanced at it: "Take a closer look. Is this your tea? The tea I brought in had no packaging at all, while your tea is packaged so beautifully. How can you say it's your tea? Get out of here, or I'll report you to the authorities for disturbing my business!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Wei took all the packaging bags and only sold the tea to Manager Su.
Zhao Heng came in, glanced at Liang Shuyan, leaned over and whispered a few words. Liang Shuyan nodded, sat down on the bench in the grocery store, crossed her legs, and laughed: "In that case, we can't miss this good show!"
Manager Su, his face contorted with rage, pointed at Liang Shuyan and her group and said, "What are you doing? You just saw it, our tea isn't your tea at all. Even if the authorities come, I'm not afraid!"
No sooner had she finished speaking than the man who had bought the tea came in, sobbing and crying, "You... your tea is poisoned! I just made a cup when I got home and gave it to my precious son. Now he's unconscious and on the verge of death. Tell me, what are we going to do about this?"
"What? Poisonous? No way, how could our tea be poisonous? No way, I've tried it myself, it's fine. Don't wrong an innocent person. This is a place to do business, I won't tolerate your nonsense here!"
A woman pushed a wooden plank into the store and wailed, “You heartless shopkeeper! Your tea poisoned my son! I demand compensation for my son’s life! God, I only had one son. My poor son, I don’t know why he thought of buying tea, and he drank it! Look at him, he’s foaming at the mouth and unconscious! What are we going to do?”
Everyone looked at the shopkeeper and began to discuss it amongst themselves.
"Oh dear, I never expected Manager Su to sell counterfeit goods. She's almost poisoned someone's child, and she's still so self-righteous about it?"
"That's right, oh dear, the child is about to be poisoned to death, what are you all standing around for? Why don't you hurry up and report it to the authorities?"
"Yes, report it to the authorities."
A murmur of dissent arose from the crowd. Manager Su panicked and cried out, "Oh dear, this won't do! I've tested this tea myself. How can you spout such nonsense?"
A woman's sobbing came from inside the grocery store: "Manager Su sold poisoned tea! It poisoned my son! Is there no justice in this world?!"
Soon, someone reported to the authorities, and the yamen runners rushed in, swarming in: "Who is the manager? Step forward!"
Manager Su had no choice but to step forward and admit that he was indeed Manager Su.
"What's the story behind someone accusing your store of selling dark tea?"
"That's not it, sir. I've tried the tea in our shop, and it's fine. But this child really isn't our problem?"
The constable shouted sternly, "Nonsense! There are so many shops on the street, why didn't they go to another one? Why did they come to your shop? Tell me, what's going on?"
Having no other choice, Manager Su had to recount the whole story.
"What exactly does the man you're talking about look like? Be more specific."
The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly: "That's all I know. I really didn't look closely at that person's appearance!"
A clear voice rang out from the crowd: "Sir, I know what that person looks like."
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