Chapter 37

The business of Yuejia Zhiwei shop is so hot that the news soon reaches Qian Jubao's ears.

Qian jubaoqi's moustache only shivered, and sent the housekeeper to carry Qian Duojin out of the bed.

Qian Duojin stood in the hall, his head almost unable to stand, his eyes too sleepy to open.

Qian Jubao took off his shoes and threw them on Qian Duojin's face. With a sound, Qian Duojin was so scared that he was sleepless. His eyes immediately opened wider than the bell.

"Dad, who's provoking you again!" Qian Duojin kneaded his face hurt by the shoes, a face of grievance.

"Who bothered me? Who else besides you? You still have the face to ask? Do you know that the Yues opened Zhiwei shop in Wenxing county? " Qian Jubao's moustache was trembling, and his smart eyes were angry.

Qian Duojin said with a smile: "what should I do? I just opened a small Zhiwei shop? What a splash it can turn

"Little Zhiwei shop? Do you know that this month the family may have begun to fight the idea of the management right of official salt! " Qian Jubao continued: "if it wasn't for Baoyin's marriage, the official salt management right would not be in my money's pocket!"

Qian Duojin went to Qian Jubao's back, pinched his shoulder for him and said, "Dad, what are you worried about? Isn't Baoyin out looking for the little prince now? Besides, with the support of the empress dowager, we are worried that the official salt management right is not our money's? "

"The Empress Dowager's help for us also depends on his love for his father when he was young." Qian Jubao turned back and resented Qian Duojin. He continued: "now the management right of official salt is in King Jing's hands. Don't forget that QingHan has been close to the little king since he was a child. He is as cheap as his father! Our Qian family has been fighting with their Yue family for so many years. We can't lose the right to manage the official salt to them. "

"What my father said is that I will leave for Wenxing County tomorrow. His Yue family will open Zhiwei shop, and our Qian family will open grain and oil shop. What he can do in the cold of the month, I can do with more money." Qian Duojin gritted his teeth and said, "if their family dares to have the idea of official salt management right, I will give them some color to see!"

Qian Jubao's look was comforting: "this is Qian Jubao's son, but I heard that this month QingHan spent a lot of money to buy a recipe for chili sauce, which is very popular in his shop. If we can take over his chili sauce business, maybe we can rub his spirit."

"Dad, yesterday I received a letter from Baoyin, saying that she is now in Wenxing county about the chili sauce recipe, or let her go first?" Seeing that Qian Jubao closed his eyes, Qian Duojin quickly rubbed his temples again.

Qian Jubao leaned on the back of the chair: "well, you'll send a message to her later, saying that's what I mean."

Qian Duojin sent a message to Qian Baoyin by flying pigeon.

Early the next morning, as soon as Qian Baoyin had finished dressing up, the shopkeeper of the silk shop sent the pigeon a message to her.

After reading the letter, she said that she wanted to get the recipe of chili sauce in Yuejia Zhiwei shop. She was a little curious. When could Dad see such a small business as chili sauce.

With Qian's family connections, I soon found out that the chili sauce sold in Zhiwei shop came from Baixi village.

Anyway, I've been in Wenxing County for a long time, and I haven't heard from Bai Ziyan. It's boring to stay here. It's better to go to the countryside. Maybe I can have some fun?

Early in the morning, Su Miaomiao went up the mountain to hunt, sold the game in the county, rented a better carriage and sent back the chili sauce materials.

When the women get out of the car, Su Miaomiao helps Wang get on the carriage.

The business of chili sauce has stabilized, and the family also needs to buy some things. It happens that Wang's health is almost the same, so he takes her to the county to relax.

It was Wang's first time to ride in a carriage, accompanied by Miaomiao and wanwan. Along the way, the folds on her smiling face stretched out.

Su Miaomiao is familiar with the road and takes Wang to Xingyuan Satin shop first. Wu Shengfeng recognizes that Su Miaomiao is his old customer and invites them in.

Wang hasn't been to the silk shop for many years. Since she was ill, she seldom went out of the village.

They bought several kinds of fabrics with red background, blue background and black background. Then they went to Shiquan Street and bought some new pots and pans.

They also went to the East Street and bought some food. By the way, they saw the business of Zhiwei shop. Seeing that Wang was tired, Su Miaomiao asked the groom to turn around and go back to the village.

On the way back to the village, Su Miaomiao saw a gorgeous carriage. The mountain road only allowed the next carriage to pass. She was about to ask the carriage master to step back when the carriage suddenly sped up and came crashing.

Fortunately, the coachman's reaction was quick and he stepped back. I'm afraid the two cars are going to collide.

Su Miaomiao was wondering why the owner of such a gorgeous carriage was so impolite?

Suddenly a pretty pink face came out of the curtain of the side door of the carriage.

No wonder! This man is the one Su Miaomiao met in Jubao Satin shop that day. Look at that young lady's white eyes, they all turned to the sky?

Su Miaomiao didn't want to have the same opinion with such people, so he asked the groom to hurry on.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw a place in the village with thick smoke. It didn't look like cooking smoke. It was the direction of their home. Su Miaomiao immediately had a bad feeling.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Su Miaomiao jumped out of the carriage. The smoke came out, and the two rooms of the Zhao family had been burned to the ground.

The workers and women who built the house had buckets and wooden pots on their hands. Xu and Qiao supported the crumbling Xu on the left and right. Hu Xiaozhuang was sitting in front of the extinguished fire, looking at the continuous smoke in his eyes.

Hearing the voice, Xu turned around and sobbed: "Miaomiao, Qingxian, he..."

Master Lin said with a heavy face: "everyone is working, but they didn't notice that the Zhao family is on fire. Qingxian and I came out to deliver materials. The child went to fight the fire. When I went back to call someone to put out the fire, I didn't see Qingxian coming out again."

People like Zhao Qingxian didn't die when they were calculated by Zhao Wensheng and Liu Manxiang last time. Should they be lucky? He won't be burned so easily, will he?

Su Miaomiao has a sour nose for some reason.

She went to the burned Zhao's house and searched quickly in the ruins.

A blackened corpse curled up in the corner of the wall, with the same body shape as Zhao Qingxian.

Su Miaomiao's eyes turned red when she saw the small porcelain vase in the hand of the corpse. It was the scald ointment she accidentally left at home when she went out this morning.