"Everyone, take a look. This string of beads is called the Seven Treasures Beads. It was given to me by Master Ci'en when my grandfather and I went to Huguo Temple together ten years ago."
"In the past ten years, I've had my beads repaired twice at the Fanjin Building. The last time was six years ago. Master Jin, you were the one who repaired them last time, right?"
Master Jin had wanted to explain a long time ago, but Shen Zhao kept talking and he didn't find a suitable opportunity to speak.
Hearing Su Qingyu's question, Master Jin quickly said, "Miss Su is right. I helped repair this string of beads six years ago."
"I'm ashamed to say that my daughter really likes this string of beads. I even went to ask Master Ci'en for a replacement. But Master Ci'en said he would only make one string of these seven-treasure beads and gave it to Miss Su."
"Of course, this kind of thing can be strung together by itself. It's not the only one in the world. But have you seen that rope? It was blessed by Master Ci'en."
Master Jin explained it clearly, and the people around him suddenly understood.
Su Qingyu looked at Shen Zhao coldly, "Do you understand? Also, I am still Mr. Shen's elder now, so please respect your words."
Shen Zhao was stunned. This string of beads belonged to Su Qingyu, but what about Cheng Rujin's? Could there really be an identical pair?
Who was that person four years ago?
Su Qingyu ignored the dazed Chen Zhao, walked through the crowd, exited the Fanjin Building, and headed towards the grain store.
At this time, the entrance of Su's Grain Store was crowded with people, but they were not going into Su's Grain Store. Instead, they were people who could not squeeze in from Zhou's Grain Store next door and had squeezed in here.
Su Qingyu glanced at the price posted at the door: one tael and two qian of silver per catty.
Now the average purchase price of grain by grain merchants in Nanzhili is one tael of silver. There are also losses on the road and travel expenses. Selling it for one tael and two cents is just enough to break even.
Su Qingyu got off the carriage and entered the Su's Grain Store. The price posted at the door was one tael and five cents of silver.
The two shop assistants in the shop hung their heads and looked listless, and even the shopkeeper Lin Sheng had a worried look on his face.
Seeing Su Qingyu coming, Lin Sheng hurriedly asked her to go to the back to talk.
"I read the letter from the eldest lady yesterday and have already sent someone to do it. But I'm still a little worried. Can we really sell so much grain?"
Lin Sheng did send people to buy grain from Zhou's Trading Company, but he was hesitant and did not dare to let them buy more.
He had originally planned to meet Su Qingyu again today, but he didn't expect her to come in person.
Su Qingyu knew that Lin Sheng was worried, so she came here today just to give Lin Sheng peace of mind.
"Manager Lin, to be honest, this batch of grain has already been sold. You can collect it without worry. It will all be shipped away after the New Year."
Lin Sheng was stunned. "Has it all been ordered? One million and a half shi?"
Su Qingyu nodded and said, "Yes, so you don't have to worry. I was worried that there wouldn't be enough. Since there's food next door, it just saves us the trouble."
She took out another 300,000 taels of silver and handed it to Lin Sheng. "Find a stranger you know well and tell everyone he's here to discuss business with you. Then find a way to get him poached by the Zhou family and turn these 300,000 taels of silver into food."
Yesterday she thought about it and felt that buying food in small quantities was too slow, so she planned to set up a plan and buy all the food at once.
She had originally planned to return the three hundred thousand taels to the Lin family. In this case, she would wait until this matter was settled before returning it.
Lin Sheng looked at the three hundred thousand taels of silver in his hand and wondered if the young lady had been cheated. What if they couldn't sell all the grain? When the autumn harvest came next year, a large amount of grain would enter the market, and they would have to sell it at a loss.
But Su Qingyu is the boss, and he cannot question the boss's decision.
He put away the banknote and said, "Don't worry, Miss. I will definitely take care of it."
"I guess they may not have more than 200,000 or 300,000 shi in their warehouse. If they don't have that much, you can pay the deposit and ask them to make sure they complete the delivery before the end of the year."
"Find out where their grain is shipped from. Find out clearly and tell the Second Young Master. Just tell him what I said: all the grain that the Zhou family grain store was about to ship to Beijing before the New Year, we will pay money to intercept it."
"yes."
When Su Qingyu left, she took another deep look at Zhou's Grain Store and a faint smile appeared on her face.
She was in a good mood today. The more food the better at a time like this. Gu Ruoyun gave her a big gift.
After returning home, she originally planned to go to the study in the outer courtyard. When she passed by the flower hall, she saw Yuxiu, Cheng Ruijin's maid, standing guard at the door of the flower hall.
In the flower hall, Shen Zhao grabbed Cheng Rujin's wrist and was questioning her harshly.
"You lied to me, didn't you? Speak."
Shen Zhao's hysteria frightened Su Qingyu so much that she stopped in her tracks, wondering if this guy was crazy.
Could it be that Cheng Ruijin is cheating on him?
Just as she was about to raise her foot again, Shen Zhao saw her and rushed out directly from the flower hall.
"Sister Qingyu, don't go yet. I want to ask you something." Chen Zhao hurriedly stood beside Su Qingyu and directly grabbed her arm.
Su Qingyu swung her arms, "What are you doing?"
Upon seeing this, Feicui and Zhenzhu hurriedly blocked Su Qingyu behind them, and the two little girls looked at Shen Zhao warily.
Shen Zhao tried to get closer to Su Qingyu, "I want to ask you something, have you ever been to the foot of the Western Hills outside Beijing four years ago?"
Before Su Qingyu could reply, Cheng Ruijin ran out.
Pulling Shen Zhao's arm, she said, "Brother Shen Zhao, it's not what you think. That string of beads... is indeed hers. But it was me that day. Believe me."
Su Qingyu was confused and didn't understand what the two were saying.
Chen Zhao suddenly looked at Su Qingyu and asked, "The roast duck made by your grandmother's chef is delicious, right?"
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