He continued with a sad face, "I am also anxious to collect money. I bought a batch of Huanghuali wood before the New Year, but no one wanted it. They disliked the dark color and it was a bit ugly, so they sold it all. Alas! I don't want to make more money to cover my investment, otherwise I will lose everything."
"Oh? I wonder what kind of wood is giving the shopkeeper such a headache? I have seen a lot of trees, I wonder if the shopkeeper can take me to see them?"
The shopkeeper took her to the wood storage room in the backyard, where there were a dozen pieces of wood that were more than one meter thick, and a dozen thin and long ones as thick as bowls.
Lin Wanwan observed the texture in front of her eyes. Isn't this the ghost-eye huanghuali wood? And it's so thick, it's worth a fortune!
"If you look closely at the texture, it looks like a face, and many people are scared away by it."
"Yes, it does look like a ghost face. Don't worry about it, boss. Maybe those people are scared because they have ghosts in their hearts, right?"
The shopkeeper shook his head and said, "These woods cost me nearly three hundred taels. I just wanted to save money at that time, but I didn't expect that I would have them all in my hands after I came back. Sigh!"
"How do you want to sell them, boss? Our boss really likes these. If the price is lower, he might want them."
The shopkeeper was delighted at first, but then he fell silent when he thought of the price. After a long while, he said, "If your boss can afford this batch of wood, two hundred and sixty taels, take it!"
"Boss, please be sincere. Maybe our boss will come and take it away today if he is happy."
The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred and thirty taels! That's really the lowest. I've lost dozens of taels!"
"What's your name, shopkeeper?"
"My last name is Qian, and the single character is Mao."
"Manager Qian, how about this? Two hundred taels. I'll convince the boss to take your stuff, and I'll buy it all for you today. Is that ok?"
Qian Mao thought about it carefully, and finally slapped his thigh and said loudly: "Okay! Little girl, don't make fun of me!"
"Don't worry, Manager Qian. Just give me the piece of wood on the ground. I'll go back and talk to the boss."
Qian Mao also wanted to give it a try, so he picked out a larger piece for her, which had a few ghost faces and eyes on it.
Lin Wanwan took it and walked quickly to the Fu family with the wood. When the Fu family boy saw her coming, he invited her to sit in the living room.
After a while, Fu Junyi came in with Fu Qiu and Fu Dong.
"What's wrong, Miss Lin? What happened?"
Lin Wanwan nodded at him, "I do have something to ask you."
Fu Junyi sat down, picked up the tea, and took a sip. "Miss Lin, please feel free to speak. I will definitely help you if I can."
Lin Wanwan handed him the wood in her hand.
Fu Junyi carefully examined the wood in his hand, frowned and said, "Is this Huanghuali? But the lines seem a bit deep, like a ghost face, a bit weird..."
Lin Wanwan got straight to the point: "Mr. Fu, I want to borrow two hundred taels of silver from you. Today I went to the carpenter's shop to make some tables and chairs, and I happened to come across a batch of goods that the shopkeeper had in his hands, which is the one in your hand. It is indeed Huanghuali wood, but the grain is a little different. I want to buy it."
"Well, how heavy are those pieces of wood?"
Lin Wanwan measured it and said, "It's about three feet thick. There are more than a dozen thick ones, and there are also some thin ones that I can't count."
Fu Junyi was a little confused. "A piece of Huanghuali this thick can be thousands of years old, right? Selling it for two hundred taels? Even if it's of poor quality, it's still a profit!"
"Yeah, Wanwan feels the same way, so she wants to borrow money from Master Fu."
Fu Junyi immediately took out a few silver bills from his inner clothes and handed two hundred-liang bills to her.
"Go get it first. If it looks good, you can give me a desk. Maybe seeing it every day will make my thoughts clearer."
"Okay, I'll make it for Master Fu first! Although it has heavy patterns, maybe someone will like it. There are few nobles in the county. If I take it to the capital to publicize it, it may be worth a fortune!"
Fu Junyi took the folding fan and slapped it on his palm again and again, and couldn't help but praise: "Miss Lin, what you said is really good. Some people are worth a lot of money, so this wood still has a lot of business opportunities. Miss Lin, go quickly, or something will happen if you delay!"
Lin Wanwan thanked Fu Junyi again and said goodbye to him.
After a while, she came to the carpenter's shop again. When Manager Qian saw her, he immediately greeted her with a smile.
"How's it going, little girl? Did it work?"
Lin Wanwan smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Shopkeeper Qian, our boss agrees."
"Wow, that's great! Does your boss come to pick up the wood or do we deliver it?"
"Our boss is the Fu family. They said they would keep it with me first and bring it back to the mansion in a few days."
Qian Mao immediately smiled more amiably, "So it's the young master of the Fu family. Fine then, I'll get someone to take him over right away."
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