Chapter 159 It's not too late to turn your back on me after you've taken the money?
Jiang Nuanzhi was taken aback: "How much?"
Lu Shizhu held up a finger and waved it.
Jiang Nuanzhi raised an eyebrow: "Ten thousand taels?"
Lu Shizhu's lips twitched, and he almost stumbled and fell: "Sister, you're my own sister, aren't you being a little too unrealistic?"
Jiang Nuanzhi shrugged: "...That's a thousand taels?"
Lu Shizhu's eyes widened immediately: "Can't you guess something normal?"
Seeing that Jiang Nuanzhi was about to say something again, Lü Shizhu rolled his eyes in exasperation: "Fine, stop guessing, I'll tell you, it's one hundred taels! A hundred taels of pure white silver!"
Jiang Nuanzhi nodded after hearing this: "Oh."
Seeing Jiang Nuanzhi's expression, Lü Shizhu's eyes widened in anger, and he said incredulously, "Hey, shouldn't you do something?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "What do you mean?"
Lü Shizhu: "For example, being happy, excited, or being praised."
Seeing that Jiang Nuanzhi remained unmoved, he jumped up and down: "Hey! I bargained for a long time to get this hundred taels. If you don't praise me, I won't be in the mood to bargain next time. Let me tell you, you'll be the one who suffers!"
Jiang Nuanzhi blinked, then suddenly clapped her hands and said emotionlessly, "Wow, Young Master is so awesome!"
Lü Shizhu: "Hey, have you reached the point where you don't even care about a hundred taels?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "...Not really. It's just that you were overreacting. I already guessed it." Although, she was indeed short of those hundred taels.
Lü Shizhu: "."
Seeing that it was Young Master Lü, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, stop looking so gloomy. To reward Young Master for his hard work, how about I make you a ton of sweet and sour pork for lunch today!"
Upon hearing this, Young Master Lü, who had been speechless, suddenly brightened up: "Really? Pinky promise!"
Jiang Nuanzhi slapped his hand away speechlessly: "If I don't make you this sweet and sour pork today, I'll twist my head off and let you kick it like a ball, okay?"
Lu Shizhu grinned widely: "Okay."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Wait a minute, it was fifty taels before, how come it's suddenly one hundred taels now? Did we ask for too little last time?"
She remembered the book mentioning Xie Liangchen selling his calligraphy and paintings during his difficult times, but it wasn't detailed; it only said his paintings were worth a fortune. She hadn't expected Li Rong to have that ability too. Even if they weren't as valuable as the male lead's, they should still be quite expensive, right?
Lu Shizhu frowned: "You know what, it's actually quite possible. Ah Nuan, you're definitely the smartest one."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "There's no need to praise me."
"By the way, where is the person you bought the painting from from?"
Speaking of this, Lü Shizhu clapped his hands and said, "I almost forgot about that. Let me tell you, the person who bought the calligraphy is someone you know!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Hmm?"
Lu Shizhu: "Didn't I ask A Yong to go out and see if anyone wanted to buy it? We were just talking about this when, before A Yong even left the house, Hua Yue Niangzi saw the calligraphy."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Huayue?"
Lu Shizhu: "Yes, that day, Madam Huayue got into a fight with someone. Her nails were broken and she was also injured on her face. She came to the clinic for treatment and saw this word at a glance. She asked me how much silver I would pay for it."
“I held up five fingers at the time, intending to say five taels, since who would spend money on something useless these days? Who knew she would show me fifty taels of silver? I made a huge profit.”
Jiang Nuanzhi paced back and forth: "Something's not right. Would that cunning merchant Hua Yue really pay so readily? She never tells the truth. When she ordered the ointment earlier, she said she only had ten taels of silver left for food and drink, and she would pay me back after the ointment made a profit. But she took out fifty taels without batting an eye to buy the calligraphy. She's the kind of person who won't do anything without a profit!"
Lu Shizhu: "Anuan, don't overthink it. Maybe we misunderstood her before. She's a really nice person. She even invited me to dinner at Yimanlou."
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression grew even more suspicious: "Her? She invited you to dinner? What did she ask you about?"
Lu Shizhu's eyes widened: "How did you know she asked me about something!"
Jiang Nuanzhi choked, looking into Young Master Lü's clear eyes, unable to speak for a long time.
Someone like Young Master Lü, if sold out by Hua Yue, might even end up counting the money for her!
Youyou let out a sigh of relief: "What did she ask you?"
"She asked me about you. She said she wants to be good friends with you and wants to cater to your interests. It's good that you have a friend like that."
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression was strange: "Are you asking whether I like making medicine or whether my husband likes calligraphy and painting?"
Lu Shizhu immediately clapped his hands in amazement: "You guessed it perfectly! She asked all of those questions!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Just tell me how long you ate."
Lü Shizhu: "About an hour and a half? We had a very pleasant conversation."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "It's over, the sky has fallen."
Lu Shizhu: "Huh? You can't be serious, can you? Although I ate with her for a long time, you are definitely my best friend. Huayue Niangzi is no match for you!"
Jiang Nuanzhi's lips twitched: "Whether we compete or not is not important. Anyway, she probably knows everything about my family background."
Lu Shizhu paused for a moment before retorting, "I'm very shrewd! I didn't say a word about how to make medicine! That's a big deal for us to make money, I know exactly what I'm doing!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"No, I have to ask Li Rong how much silver his paintings sold for before!"
"Yes, yes, go ask him, and then have him write a few more pieces. Ideally, a dozen or so." Upon hearing this, Lü Shizhu immediately forgot his earlier annoyance and excitedly counted on his fingers: "One hundred taels per piece, ten pieces a thousand taels! We're rich! We're rich!"
Jiang Nuanzhi, who was walking into the house, suddenly stopped.
Young Master Lü asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Nuanzhi thought for a moment and said, "We'll talk about this later. You can help me out first."
Before Lü Shizhu could understand what was going on, he saw Jiang Nuanzhi take a cart and start hitting it with an axe.
"Anuan, what are you doing?"
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't even look up: "You can't ask for help empty-handed."
Lu Shizhu's expression was strange: "You can't threaten people like that. He's your husband, after all, and he's disabled. He's quite pitiful."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Which eye of yours saw me threatening anyone?"
Lü Shizhu: "If you're not threatening him, do you mean you just want to kill him?"
He immediately began to earnestly advise, "Anuan, you can't cut him down! He's our cash cow right now, making far more money than you're making medicine. Providing him with good food and drink is the right thing to do. If you really dislike him, you can turn your back on him after you get the money."
(End of this chapter)
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