Song Yuan lowered his voice and said, "To be honest, my young master has been unwell lately, and many famous doctors have been consulted but none of them could cure him. Later, we met a wise man who advised us that my young master is destined for a calamity, and the only way to resolve it is to do good deeds and accumulate merit. That's why I was ordered to come and purchase grain to distribute to the poor."
After saying these words, he deliberately sighed, expressing his concern for the young master's fate.
The shopkeeper looked at him with sympathy after hearing this, and said, "Your young master will surely turn misfortune into good fortune."
"Thank you for your kind words. My young master said he wants to open a charity here. He said he wants to talk to your owner. Money is not a problem. What my young master values is long-term development." Song Yuan pretended to be troubled as he looked at him.
The shopkeeper understood perfectly. "Alright, alright, our boss has been here these days. I'll go ask him and give you an answer tomorrow."
Although Song Yuan was tall and imposing, he was also a superb actor.
The rice shop owner was all smiles from his sweet talk, as if he could already see a big deal coming his way.
"Brother Song, you truly live up to your reputation," Li Xi praised sincerely.
"So what do we do next? Huh? Who's this?" Song Yuan noticed a stranger next to her.
Song Yuan looked Yang Kai up and down, then frowned and asked, "And who is this?"
Qin Xiaolin stepped forward to stop them from continuing, saying, "Let's talk in the hall; it's no good with so many people around."
Tea had already been prepared in the hall, and Li Xi solemnly introduced the identities of the group.
Upon hearing the news that Song Yuan had properly handled the remains of the 187 members of the Li family.
Wan Yue's emotions surged like a turbulent sea, and he could not suppress his excitement.
He knelt down in the direction of Song Yuan, "Thank you, Hero Song! I, Wan Yue, will never forget your kindness!"
Seeing this, the other three quickly stepped forward to help him up.
"Uncle Wan, you're really making me feel bad. We people in the martial arts world should help each other and get through difficulties together." Song Yuan helped him up, his tone full of sincerity.
"It's just a pity that Huaifeng was my close friend of many years, but the murderer is still at large." His eyes were full of regret.
“You did your best…” Wan Yue patted him on the shoulder.
After a brief silence, the atmosphere became somewhat heavy.
The four looked at each other, and the scene was deathly silent.
Finally, Li Xi took a deep breath and broke the silence first:
"In my opinion, the most urgent task is to take control of the man at the rice shop in the west of the city. We might be able to get some crucial information out of him. After all, all the clues point to him. Once we get him to talk, all the problems will naturally be solved!"
The others nodded in agreement.
Just as everyone was discussing this, the butler's voice suddenly came: "Distinguished guests, lunch is ready. Please proceed to the dining hall."
Upon hearing this, everyone stopped discussing and got up to head to the dining hall.
Just as Song Yuan had predicted, the rice shop sent an invitation, asking them to meet at Xiangyun Restaurant at 9:00 AM the next day.
As night deepened and all was quiet, the Qiyang Chamber of Commerce building was utterly peaceful.
Chairman Wang, Meng Zhelan, and Ling'er sat quietly around a tea table that exuded a rustic charm.
A delicate aroma of tea rises gently, lingering in the air, blending with the soft lighting to create a warm and inviting scene.
Ling'er held a calligraphy brush tightly in her hand, while a thick stack of drafts lay under the table.
It turns out that she had been working hard to record all the recipes she knew during this time.
At that moment, she looked up expectantly and asked Chairman Wang, "Sister Lianyi, did you send a message to Xiaoxi? I really hope she can make it back for this trade fair."
As President Wang flipped through the ledger in his hand, he comforted her, "Don't worry, I've already given the letter to her senior brother in her sect. I believe she'll receive it soon."
Her gaze was fixed intently on the densely packed numbers, as she silently calculated the recent earnings.
They've invested a lot of time and money in the trading market this time, so how much return will they get?
As his thoughts deepened, Chairman Wang's brows furrowed slightly.
Although everything seems to be going well so far, the business world is like a battlefield, and no one can predict the final outcome.
At this moment, Meng Zhelan spoke up: "She should be back soon. I met Prince An yesterday. Logically, she should be back once things are over."
Yesterday, Prince An returned to the capital and immediately summoned her to his residence for a medical consultation.
I only said that I was tired from the long journey and was slightly unwell.
After examining her body using the four diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine (physiognomy, physiognomy, and acupuncture), she prescribed some medicine to help regulate her body.
She pondered to herself that he must have ulterior motives for seeking her medical treatment, so she didn't think anything of it.
Now she is completely absorbed in the fragrant herbs.
Gu Cheng is now in good health, and his daily exercise has made him increasingly robust.
Although Xiao Lian's head injury had healed, she still hadn't regained her memories. But she wasn't in a hurry and contentedly became Meng Zhelan's 'medicine apprentice'.
When they returned from Liangshi Village, they picked a lot of fragrant herbs.
Meng Zhelan designated a plot of land in the yard specifically for planting 'winter herbs'.
Out of gratitude, Grandpa Gu took over the job of gardener.
Under his care, the 'Cold Grass' grew well and adapted to the environment.
"By the way, are your stalls ready? I've reserved two excellent spots for you." Chairman Wang himself also has several stalls.
"Don't worry, I've prepared everything and arranged all the necessary personnel. What about you, Lan'er?"
Ling'er has changed a lot in the past year. She has become more and more confident and can handle many things on her own.
"The Empress Dowager and I have already discussed it, and the goods should be ready in time."
The beauty salon that Meng Zhelan and the Empress Dowager jointly opened was very popular in Kyoto.
Although some others were envious and wanted to sabotage the event, no one dared to offend the Empress Dowager.
She found herself a powerful backer.
However, her beauty creams are indeed effective. Although they are not expensive, they are loved by both noblewomen and ordinary people.
"Sister Lianyi, has Young Master Shen also taken over a few stalls?" Ling'er asked curiously. She had spent some time with Shen Xu and found him to be a really nice person.
Although he comes from a prominent family, he has none of the airs one would expect from someone from such a family, and he is very easygoing in his interactions with others.
Moreover, he's an exceptional businessman; he manages "La Xian Guo" (Spicy Hot Pot). It's now thriving and has attracted many franchisees.
In the quiet night, the three of them were busy with their own things, occasionally exchanging a few words.
Inside the Marquis's residence, Marquis Wu'an and Shen Xu were discussing the stall.
"Xu'er, how are the preparations going? Don't let the people of the clan look down on you."
Although Marquis Wu'an knew that his son was exceptionally capable, he was still somewhat uneasy.
Shen Xu shrugged it off, "Don't worry, Father. Haven't I brought back enough silver notes all this time?"
"You child, you always talk back."
Marquis Wu'an laughed and cursed, but his eyes were full of pride.
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