Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket
Chapter 347 - 323: Stealing from One’s Own House? (2)
CHAPTER 347: CHAPTER 323: STEALING FROM ONE’S OWN HOUSE? (2)
"Practicing martial arts also means taking care of your hands. Why don’t you make her some cotton gloves," suggested Yu Xiaolian, who knew of Zhao Sanyan’s playful antics with Sun Hu.
"I made them, but she doesn’t wear them, saying gloves make it hard to handle the sword!"
"Sword? Has Sanyan started wielding a sword already? Just in summer, when I saw those kids, they were only using branches!"
"Yes, a sword. I heard Scholar Su had someone craft them. They’re not sharpened, very blunt, won’t hurt anyone." Each of those kids has a sword. Zhao Erya wasn’t surprised, but she didn’t expect Scholar Su to have a special short sword made for Zhao Sanyan.
Ironware wasn’t easy to come by at that time, so Scholar Su really put his heart into it.
"Haha... Balancing study and martial arts training, they’re all promising talents!" Yu Xiaolian laughed.
Suddenly, Zhao Erya remembered, "Oh, Xiaolian, your cousin, Sun Manyu, came to Zhenpin Pavilion the other day. She knows Zhenpin Pavilion is owned by our family."
"There’s no wall that prevents all gossip; Li Wenyuan studies at Luocheng Academy, knowing Zhenpin Pavilion is ours isn’t surprising.
What did Sun Manyu come to Zhenpin Pavilion for?"
The items at Zhenpin are not exactly priceless, but they’re incredibly expensive. Ordinary folk and average consumers don’t usually step into Zhenpin Pavilion.
"She said her mother-in-law’s birthday is coming up, and she wanted to buy a gift to please her."
Zhao Erya suddenly got up, mimicking Sun Manyu, "Let me show you how she acted.
Cough... My mother-in-law’s birthday is on December 19th, and I thought to buy her a decent birthday gift, only to end up at my family’s shop, haha...
Quickly, bring out the best jewelry from our shop for me to see.
Then someone next to her nudged her, saying the shop’s items are expensive.
She flung her handkerchief and bragged, claiming this is her aunt’s shop, that her aunt has doted on her since childhood, and so on.
I couldn’t watch any longer and called her out.
I asked if she wanted Zhenpin Pavilion to gift her mother-in-law a birthday present. That’s impossible. Our young lady said even if Prince Jin came, he’d have to pay!"
Yu Xiaolian, trying not to laugh as Zhao Erya played both roles, asked, "What did she say then?"
Zhao Erya put her hands on her hips, imitating Sun Manyu’s demeanor and tone, coquettishly said, "You lowly servant dare speak to me like this, I’ll have my aunt sell you off later!
I told her, go ahead, I don’t care.
Are you buying anything or not? If not, step aside and don’t delay others from shopping."
"Haha... Was she furious?" Yu Xiaolian noted that Zhao Erya was learning from her, turning naughty.
But some people truly can’t be treated kindly, especially those thick-skinned like Sun Manyu, they’re just too annoying.
Zhao Erya clapped her hands and laughed, "She was furious and refused to leave, insisted on picking a jade bracelet and putting it on credit. I didn’t agree, and finally, the little wife from the same village with her dragged her away.
As she left, she threatened me, saying she’d make me pay.
Speaking of, it’s been seven or eight days, hasn’t she returned to Taohua Village?"
"No, haven’t seen her." Though Xinghua Village isn’t far from Taohua Village, since Sun Manyu married over there, she rarely returns. Whether she doesn’t want to come back herself, or her mother-in-law prevents her from doing so, is unknown.
Zhao Erya estimated the outside cart was mostly unloaded and spoke, "I brought back the ledger, and the income for this period is here too. Do you want to check it?"
It’s the end of the year, time to settle the accounts, but Yu Xiaolian was restless and lazy, and simply asked Zhao Erya to take the ledger to Yu Yi for verification, so she could know her family’s total annual income.
As for the Silver Tael Zhao Erya brought back, they were all moved into Sun’s room.
It’s year-end, Yu Xiaolian told Sun to reward based on merit, giving out red envelopes to make everyone happy, since it’s New Year, better to celebrate together than alone.
Sun looked at two boxes of silver and felt distressed.
Since her daughter said during wartime, money shop’s silver notes are just worthless paper, she hasn’t kept any silver notes, but silver is heavy and takes up space, and Sun feels she’s running out of places to stash silver.