Chapter 50 Made a fortune!
The largest grain merchant in Beijing is located in the west of the city.
When Jiang Shiyao appeared at the shop with her face covered, the shop assistant greeted her, "Does this lady want to buy grain?"
"The grain in the shop is sold out, and it will probably be a few days before it is available again."
With rising grain prices, grain merchants are hoarding grain, and ordinary people are also hoarding it; it's just a matter of how much.
Jiang Shiyao looked at the somewhat empty shop and said, "I want to sell grain."
"Sell grain? Go away, don't cause trouble."
Jiang Shiyao said, "Fifteen thousand shi (a unit of dry measure). Ask your master. If he doesn't want it, I'll go somewhere else."
The waiter looked at her with suspicion.
Those who have so much grain are all business people.
"Then you wait here, I'll go and call the manager."
Looking around the almost empty shop, Mrs. He felt even worse.
If we had been more farsighted back then, we would have let my wife open a shop, and all the grain would have been sold. There would have been no need for us to live in constant fear while guarding the granary.
The shopkeeper came out from the back warehouse. "Madam, do you have grain to sell?"
"Forgive my bluntness, but with grain prices looking good now, why sell?"
Jiang Shiyao pretended to wipe away her tears with a handkerchief, "This granary was left to me by my father, but I couldn't protect it."
"It's better to sell it now than to let someone else take it over."
The shopkeeper stroked his beard, seemingly pondering the truth of her words.
"Where is the wife's granary?"
"In the southern part of the city."
"Indeed, many small grain warehouses are located in the South City warehouse."
The shopkeeper nodded. "May I go and take a look at the granary?"
Jiang Shiyao: "Okay, but I can't show myself. My maid will show you."
The shopkeeper was puzzled, "They can't even show their faces?"
Jiang Shiyao gave a wry smile. "If someone hadn't been waiting in ambush, I wouldn't have sold at this price."
After agreeing on the price, Jiang Shiyao led the shopkeeper straight to Nancheng.
Mother He led the shopkeeper directly to the granary.
The two men at the door received orders to only capture the woman in the portrait.
They watched as a middle-aged woman led a middle-aged man with a mustache, and then ignored it.
The shopkeeper skillfully picked up the grain extractor, inserted it deeply into the grain, and then pulled it out to see the condition of the grain at the bottom.
He Dayou knew that the grain was being sold now. Although he was reluctant, he now roughly understood what was going on.
These people are probably here specifically for Lady Jiang.
If they confirm Jiang Niangzi's guilt and uncover the source of the money used to buy grain, he will not be able to escape either.
It's good that it's sold.
With the money, he formed his own caravan, became a grain supplier, and made a fortune!
The shopkeeper checked everything and, finding nothing wrong, immediately returned to his shop.
Jiang Shiyao took out the written consent form and all the receipts for the grain purchase.
The shopkeeper was incredibly shrewd; he spotted the problem at a glance from the ledger.
This is hardly a granary left by a father.
It's entirely her own.
But I'm not really suited for this line of work, so I couldn't stick with it.
He stroked his beard and smiled, "Madam, the grain wasn't cheap to buy, but luckily the price is high now, otherwise there's no profit to be made."
Jiang Shiyao smiled but didn't say anything.
After confirming the quality of the grain and the authenticity of the documents, the shopkeeper turned around, retrieved the silver notes, and handed them to her.
"The money and goods are settled. Once you've accepted this banknote, there's no going back."
After all, rising food prices are inevitable now.
Jiang Shiyao accepted the silver note, saying, "The payment is settled."
He was clutching a thick wad of silver notes in his sleeve.
Jiang Shiyao walked out of the shop, the sunlight shining directly on her.
She still felt a little unreal.
She actually has so much money! I never dared to imagine this in either of my two lifetimes!
"My wife, let's go back quickly."
Mother He's voice trembled slightly.
Jiang Shiyao had promised them long ago that the silver notes sold would be split in half.
"Yes, let's go back now!"
With one major task completed, I feel incredibly relaxed.
It was as if she had made all the preparations and was just waiting for the day to come to leave!
On the carriage, Jiang Shiyao kept her promise and gave the money to Mother He.
Mother He's hands trembled as she accepted the banknotes, her voice trembling with nervousness.
More than four thousand taels!
"My wife, am I dreaming?"
Jiang Shiyao, remembering He Dayou's gambling addiction, reminded him, "Keep this money safe. If you go to a gambling den, you can lose it all in a day!"
Mrs. He immediately stuffed the money into her pocket, saying, "If he dares to gamble, I'll divorce him!"
"I've suffered with him for half my life, and I absolutely cannot let him continue gambling for the rest of my life!"
Seeing that Mother He knew what was going on, Jiang Shiyao said no more.
She silently made plans in her mind.
Money, identity, route, travel – all of these were finalized.
Finally, she still needed to find someone.
She's gone. Her brother is going to the capital. When he finds out she's missing, he'll definitely cause a scene at the mansion.
She will meet with her brother again, but she can only ask him to explain this matter.
When they returned to the manor, Jiang Shiyao and Mama He were already quite excited.
However, when the two of them look at each other, they still can't help but want to laugh.
*
Song's mother frowned, and the empty teapot on the table revealed her increasingly anxious mood.
Madam Xu rushed in, her hands clasped together. "Madam! Jiang Shiyao didn't come to the granary. A middle-aged man came instead, saying he...he just bought the grain from the granary!"
"just?"
The teacup in Song's mother's hand was thrown down at Xu's mother's feet.
"You're telling me just now? You've been guarding this place for so long, and they just sold it right under your noses!"
"Such a large warehouse of grain, such a huge weakness! And you just let it go like that!"
Song's mother screamed herself hoarse!
She gripped the chair armrest with one hand, and pointed tremblingly at Xu's mother with the other.
"You...you all betrayed me!"
"You're all on that bitch's side!"
"She killed my Heng'er!"
"You're all on her side!"
Mrs. Xu's expression changed; Mrs. Song had fallen ill again!
Since her last illness at the British Duke's residence, she has now fallen ill twice.
She hadn't been sick for so many years, and the eldest son thought his wife was already cured, which is why he brought her back.
If the eldest son finds out, the lady will be sent back to that mansion where every day feels like an eternity!
"Madam! Madam! Concubine Lu is dead! She's dead!"
Xu's mother stepped forward and hugged Song's mother tightly, repeating the same thing over and over in her ear.
Hopefully, this will bring her back to her senses.
Song's mother held tightly to Xu's mother's hand.
Despite being scratched until she bled profusely, Xu's mother gritted her teeth and whispered her name in Song's mother's ear again and again.
"Aunt Lu is dead. The young lady and young master have grown up. The young lady will be getting married soon."
"Madam, wake up! Aunt Lu is gone. You must wake up for Miss's sake!"
Song's mother's reddened eyes darted around, as if she had finally broken free from her own imagined world.
She loosened her grip and realized that she had scratched Xu's mother's hand raw!
Why didn't you dodge?!
Song's mother sobbed, "She's been dead for so many years, why does her vengeful spirit still follow me!"
"She killed my child. A life for a life, this is the retribution she deserves. Why don't the Black and White Impermanence take her away? Why do they still let her follow me!"
Ignoring her own injuries, Xu's mother hugged and comforted Song's mother.
"She's already in hell! Madam, don't think like that!"
Song's mother slowly slid down to the ground, her face filled with despair.
"My Yun'er, is she really going to follow in my footsteps?"
She spent her whole life fighting among her husband's concubines, unable to protect herself or even her children.
Mrs. Xu gently patted her back, "No, Miss, you won't."
"Madam, rest assured, this old servant will risk his life to ensure that you and Miss achieve your wishes!"
*
"Jiang Niangzi!"
Jiang Shiyao was taking her medicine when Zhou Wanqing suddenly appeared, startling her.
"Cough cough cough!—"
“Miss Zhou! You’ve already embroidered three purses! Lord Liu only has one belt, that’s enough to hang them all!”
Jiang Shiyao has been afraid of Zhou Wanqing these past few days, and has spent more time looking for her in the last few days than in the past few years!
What are you eating?
Zhou Wanqing wondered if it was because of the time they had spent together these past few days, but she now found Jiang Shiyao not annoying at all.
Although the "chestnut balls" are quite pungent, the craftsmanship is truly excellent!
She mustered up her courage and gave the purse to Lord Liu, expecting to be rejected. To her surprise, Lord Liu accepted it and even praised her for her beautiful embroidery!
It seems like Li Ruoshuang was there that day, and she seemed angry.
Li Ruoshuang had originally been interested in the eldest brother, but unexpectedly, Sister Jiyun snatched him away.
Could it be that she has now set her sights on Lord Liu, only to be overtaken by the newcomer?
Thinking about this...
She even felt a little sorry for Li Ruoshuang!
Jiang Shiyao swallowed the somewhat choking pill in one gulp. "No, you must have mistaken me for someone else."
Zhou Wanqing stopped hesitating and said, "Let's go boating on Jinming Lake!"
Jiang Shiyao gave her a strange look. "Isn't your best friend Song Jiyun? Why are you calling me?"
Zhou Wanqing pouted, "I haven't seen her for a month, and I haven't received a reply even after sending her a visiting card."
Jiang Shiyao sat down. "And the Fourth Miss, the Fifth Miss, or if all else fails, you can call the Third Young Master or the Fourth Young Master."
Zhou Wanqing sat down next to her. "Wanhui is afraid of water, she never goes boating. It's all the other kids. I'm out having fun, not taking care of the children!"
Jiang Shiyao has no interest in going out now.
She just needs to get through this final period, and then she'll take her child and run away!
"I'm not going. There are so many young ladies in the capital, do you only know Song Jiyun?"
A blush rose to Zhou Wanqing's face. "I heard that Lord Liu will also be going."
"How can I ask anyone else for help... I can only ask you!"
Jiang Shiyao turned her head to look at her, "Where did you hear that from?"
Zhou Wanqing pursed her lips and said vaguely, "Anyway, Lord Liu will be going, so you'll come with me!"
Jiang Shiyao, "How could you—" be so clueless!
She didn't say the rest.
In her previous life, she followed Song Jiyun's lead without question, but now Song Jiyun ignores her, and Liu Minghan has taken her place.
"Forget it, I'm not saying anything more. I'm not going anyway."
She stood up and was about to walk into the inner room.
“Jiang Shiyao!” Zhou Wanqing suddenly stood up.
"My older brother will be going too, so you'll have a chance to go boating on the lake with him!"
Jiang Shiyao turned to look at her.
She thought the other party was about to agree.
Jiang Shiyao gave a faint "Oh".
"Then I'm even less inclined to go."
Zhou Wanqing, "..."
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