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Chapter 20 More Things to Move
“Mixing white sand and lime with rice and sprinkling some water on it, then selling it as good rice, this Bai family is really black-hearted.” He threw away the rice in his hand and slowly walked towards the shop.
White sand and lime?!
Chu Chenyin was shocked, she thought that only modern times would have high-tech fake goods, she didn’t expect that there were such vicious black-hearted merchants in ancient times.
Mixing white sand with rice, it would make a crunching sound when you eat it, you wouldn’t die early but you would get kidney stones and gallstones.
Chu Chenyin suddenly understood why there would be a natural disaster, some people really deserved to die.
“Clerk, how much is your rice per dou?” Fu Yanting walked into the shop and asked the clerk inside.
The clerk saw the customers and said with a smile, “These are all famous fragrant rice from our local area, it’s about fifteen taels of silver per dou.”
Fifteen taels of silver per dou, that’s twice the price of rice in the capital.
The shopkeeper of this Bai family rice shop is really crazy for money.
Chu Chenyin thought to herself.
At this time, a stout man came over, he looked about fifty years old, his temples were slightly gray, but his hair was shiny and he was extremely wealthy.
“Master, you’re here.” The clerk quickly greeted him.
Chu Chenyin heard this and guessed that this fat old man was the shopkeeper of this rice shop.
The fat shopkeeper was followed by a thin man wearing a blue long gown, “Master, that woman refuses to move!”
The fat master stroked his beard and said angrily, “She has to move! That house was built by me, she has lived there for so many years, it’s not enough, she still wants to stay there!”
The thin man said awkwardly, “Master, she was your wife after all, you can’t be so ruthless!”
The fat master scolded him, “You are just a servant of our Bai family, what right do you have to point fingers at me! Get out!”
He finished speaking, raised his foot and kicked the thin man.
The man was kicked to the ground, he cried out in pain and crawled away.
The fat master walked into the shop, glanced at Chu Chenyin and Fu Yanting, then went to the inner room, saying that he was going to check the accounts.
The other clerks in the shop quickly greeted him, leaving one to continue entertaining Chu Chenyin and Fu Yanting.
“Sir, are you still buying this rice?”
Chu Chenyin smiled, “Clerk, was that your shopkeeper just now?”
The clerk nodded, “Yes.”
Chu Chenyin continued to ask, “Is his surname Zhang?”
The clerk glanced in the direction where the fat shopkeeper had gone and whispered, “You must be outsiders, our shopkeeper’s surname is indeed Zhang, he was also a clerk and a farmer like us in the early years, but later he met our Bai family’s young lady and married into our Bai family, now our Bai master has passed away, and he is the head of the Bai family.”
Chu Chenyin understood after hearing this.
The thin man just now must have been Qing’er’s mother.
This shopkeeper Zhang wanted to drive Qing’er’s mother out of that house.
That was where they had just settled down.
Chu Chenyin’s eyes turned cold, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.
This shopkeeper Zhang had abandoned his wife and daughter and been a profiteer for more than ten years, he must have hoarded a lot of gold and silver jewelry and grain at home.
She asked the clerk, “I’ll take your rice, but I want fifty dou, do you have that much?”
Fifty dou of rice was about six hundred and sixty pounds of rice, which was not a small amount for this small town.
The clerk was immediately excited, “Sir, you really want fifty dou?”
Chu Chenyin nodded, “But I don’t want the rice here, I want the good kind.”
The clerk immediately understood what she meant and quickly said, “Sir, fifty dou of rice is not a small amount, please wait a moment, I have to go in and ask our shopkeeper.”
Chu Chenyin smiled, “Okay, I’ll wait, go ahead and ask.”
“Okay, sir.” The clerk bent over, his eyes narrowed into a line as he smiled, and turned to go into the inner room.
As soon as the clerk left, Fu Yanting asked her in a low voice, “Why do you want to buy their rice?”
Chu Chenyin smiled meaningfully, “General, if you want to fish, you have to put out bait first.”
“Bait?” Fu Yanting muttered softly, then the corners of his lips slightly rose, as if he had already understood her meaning.
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