Chapter 723 Twenty Thousand Taels

The purchase of this shop probably used up all his money.

Otherwise, the servants wouldn't have to sell their land and shops.

As the magistrate of Qixi County, Meng Bujiu knew everything about the county.

Ever since the guard forgot to report to Shen Hechi last time, from now on, any movement of the Shen family will be reported to his subordinates by the official.

The imperial city is not like the south of the Yangtze River. Although it is equally wealthy, in the imperial city, one brick is thrown down and everyone is in trouble.

This one is the nephew of a first-rank official, and that one is a branch of a certain prince.

You can't afford to offend anyone, and breathing costs money.

How can you make a living without money?

Meng Bujiu didn't want Shen Hechi to delay his official career because of sending him the gift of Fubao.

He couldn't let Fubao owe anyone anything.

"Lingshan, send someone to give Young Master Shen a banknote of 20,000 taels. Do it immediately. I don't think I have enough money. Go and tell mother, and the rest can be considered as a loan from me." At that time, he had just arrived at Dong's house with his grandfather and biological parents. They were going to rest for a night and leave the next day.

Returning to the bedroom where he had lived since childhood, he spoke to Lingshan who was making the bed.

He didn't know how much money Shen Hechi spent to buy that shop.

However, no matter how expensive it is, it will not exceed 20,000 taels.

He is willing to give more.

"Okay." Lingshan didn't ask anything.

He grew up with the young master. No matter what the young master did, he had his own plans. He had no right to interfere and all he had to do was to do it.

Meng Bujiu never had any maid by his side.

The only person serving him from beginning to end was Lingshan. Internally, Lingshan was responsible for helping him prepare the bed and grind ink, as well as doing some miscellaneous tasks. Externally, Lingshan was also his subordinate. Even the affairs of the county government were mostly handed over to Lingshan. Even though he was a slave, the officials had to call him Brother Shan.

The next day, as soon as the sun came out, Meng Bujiu left the Dong family.

Passing by, he met Jiang Fubao, Jiang Ruyi and a group of Jiang family servants who were going to the clinic. Meng Bujiu opened the curtain of the carriage and called them.

Then he jumped off the carriage.

Seeing this, Jiang Ruyi took her servants Erya and others to the clinic first to prepare the ingredients in advance.

Jiang Fubao chatted with Meng Bujiu for a few sentences and then mentioned the paper deed that Shen Hechi left behind.

Meng Bujiu blinked twice quickly and said, "Don't worry, Fubao, you can use it. I have already sent someone to deliver the money to him. You don't have to return it to him. You can sell the shop or open a clinic. It's up to you."

"What? When did it happen? How come I didn't know? That's not right, Brother Bujiu, how did you know that he secretly kept the deed?" Jiang Fubao was shocked.

Could it be that the person who traveled through time was not her, but Meng Bujiu?

Otherwise, how would he know everything?

"He and I were classmates, so I naturally know what kind of person he is. You refused to accept the shop, but he insisted on giving it to you, and left in such a hurry, so he must have hidden the paper deed somewhere. I don't know how much the shop is worth, so I gave him 20,000 taels, so you can use it without worry."

Meng Bujiu smiled gently and took a petal off Jiang Fubao's head with his hand, guessing that it had fallen from a tree when he was walking through the yard.

"Twenty thousand taels? Brother Bujiu, where did you get so much money? Didn't you give me so many shops? How rich are you? Tell me the truth, did you do anything bad?"

They all make money, but how come Meng Bujiu makes so much? She calculated that the money she had was only enough to buy four shops. Meng Bujiu bought sixteen shops at once and even had some money left for Shen Hechi.

She looked at Meng Bujiu suspiciously, waiting for his explanation.

Meng Bujiu would definitely not say that he had no money, and that the twenty thousand taels were borrowed.

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I promise it will be seen through. Don't you know me? Don't worry, use it. OK, I have to hurry back to Chang'an Town, in case you can't find me in case of emergency. Fubao, take care of yourself, and send someone to find me if you have any problems, understand?"

"I got it. You should leave quickly, butler. If you are not the county magistrate in the future, you can come to my house to apply for the job. I will let you be my butler. You love to manage people." Jiang Fubao was always relaxed when talking to Meng Bujiu, and he often joked. Meng Bujiu was used to it.

"Okay, I won't be an official anymore. I will be your family's housekeeper. I'm leaving. See you later." Meng Bujiu waved his hand and jumped into the carriage without Lingshan's support. As the carriage swayed from side to side, Lingshan drove away.

After getting on the carriage, Meng Bujiu sat down immediately, opened the curtain, stretched out a hand, and continued to wave gently.

He knew that Fubao would definitely watch him leave.

Jiang Fubao did the same, and she walked towards the clinic only when she could no longer see the carriage.

When we got there, there were already seven or eight people queuing at the door.

"Little miracle doctor, you are finally here. Ahem, my throat has been hurting a lot lately. What's wrong?"

"Hey, Doctor Jiang, you're coming of age now? Looks like you can find a husband now, but you have to be careful to find a good one, don't let your medical skills go to waste. Find someone who is broad-minded and will allow you to open a clinic..."

"Ahem, Doctor Jiang, please give me some medicine. I'm coughing so badly. I probably caught a cold last night and woke up like this. Ahem."

"Miss Jiang, what's wrong? Why do you look so happy? Did you pick up some money on the way here?"

"......"

These patients are regular customers.

There was no restraint in talking to Jiang Fubao, who responded to them cheerfully one by one.

"Okay, I'll get ready and diagnose you guys. I don't want to find a husband for now. My grandma is reluctant to let me go. She said that she would keep me until I'm 18. I'm happy because I received a lot of gifts on my birthday yesterday. From now on, I'll have clinics all over Tianling Country. Aunt Liu, isn't your family in Yingnan Prefecture? I've opened a clinic there too."

Jiang Fubao finished speaking, stretched out his arms, and welcomed them in.

"Oh, that's a good feeling."

"Eighteen is good, and it's not too late. The little doctor is so good at medicine that even if she's twenty, there will be a lot of people vying to marry her."

"Even if you leave me alone, I can't bear to leave such a good granddaughter. I am willing to stay in my mother's home for the rest of my life."

People in the queue stepped over the threshold one by one and sat inside.

The chimney in the backyard also began to emit smoke.

The maids were picking, washing and cutting vegetables.

Jiang Ruyi was making soup.

Everyone was full of energy, because Jiang Fubao was really generous with his wages, and the food was surprisingly good, so the younger servants and maids grew taller and taller.

There were even two cooks who were 1.75 meters tall.

Here, women are relatively short, and 1.6 meters is considered tall.

He is 1.75 meters tall and has a strong build, which is really rare.

But these two cooks don't think they are big at all. Women need to be strong so that they can protect themselves from being bullied.

This is what Miss Fubao said.