AWB Chapter 51 Why did you send me?
Chapter 51 Why did you send me?
Time flies.
In the blink of an eye, Su Mowan has been in the Prince of Qin's mansion for a month.
It had been more than twenty days since she took over the three loss-making restaurants and shops. With nothing else to do, Su Mowan simply summoned the three managers to her residence to settle the accounts.
The clothing shop earned the most, a total of five thousand two hundred taels.
Of the four thousand three hundred taels, four thousand three hundred taels were thanks to the new ready-made clothes, and Manager Liu was so happy he couldn't stop smiling.
Zui Jinzhao didn't earn much, less than three thousand taels.
The main reason is that there are two free events a day, one at noon and one in the evening, which really cost a lot of money, but fortunately, the new dishes have made up for some of the losses.
The jewelry shop made a profit of 4,600 taels.
This calculation made Su Mowan narrow her eyes. It meant that the jewelry shop had been swallowed up by this much money every month in the past.
Su Mowan asked the three managers to leave the account books and gave each of them a reward of fifty taels of silver before sending them away.
That evening, Su Mowan took three account books and began copying them.
Instead of copying it word for word, it was converted into a simplified version.
She replaced all Chinese numerals with Arabic numerals, so that no one but herself could understand them.
Thinking of this, Su Mowan suddenly felt it was necessary to let Manager Qian of Zui Jinzhao and Manager Liu of the clothing shop learn this simplified bookkeeping method. It would not only greatly improve the efficiency of bookkeeping, but also prevent others from tampering with it.
After sorting out the accounts in the three ledgers, Su Mowan called Qinghe over and gave him the commission she had promised to Manager Li of the jewelry shop.
This method did work somewhat; the number of jewelry shops that sold matched the number of handkerchiefs Qinghe distributed, and the prices were also acceptable.
However, Su Mowan felt that something was still amiss.
Although Manager Li's commission was quite substantial, amounting to 120 taels, he could easily squeeze out that amount of money by tampering with more than three pieces of jewelry.
Therefore, Su Mowan decided to go to the jewelry shop in person tomorrow.
After dinner, Su Mowan was preoccupied with Zui Jinzhao and the clothing shop, so much so that she didn't even notice when someone came in.
She only realized what was happening when the unusually heavy sound of the wheelchair reached her from behind, and immediately stood up and called out, "Your Highness."
Murong Jing, sitting upright in his wheelchair, looked very unwell.
Of course, Su Mowan was already used to his dignified appearance, so she didn't pay any attention to it and asked casually, "What brings Your Highness here?"
Who knew that after she asked that question, Murong Jing's face darkened visibly, his eyes were filled with frost, and even his words were filled with fierce anger.
"This is my backyard. Can't I come here? Or have you been too busy to see me lately?"
"..."
Su Mowan blinked. What was going on this time?
That temper flared up so suddenly!
However, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head!
She immediately gave him a smile.
"What are you saying, Your Highness? I was just curious how you have time. Aren't you quite busy lately? I heard that the Emperor has entrusted you with investigating the Crown Prince's assassination attempt in Jiangnan."
Murong Jing's cold expression softened, and his voice was no longer as harsh as before. He simply raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you know all this?"
Su Mowan went over and poured him a cup of tea.
"Because my elder brother Su Mobai went to Jiangnan, and he told me this before he went."
Murong Jing narrowed his long, phoenix-shaped eyes slightly: "What else did he tell you?"
"He didn't say anything."
Su Mowan handed over the teacup she was holding.
"Isn't it just that the Crown Prince was assassinated in Jiangnan? Then the Emperor sent my brother to investigate the case, but my brother said that the assassin came from the capital, and the Emperor will definitely send you to investigate."
Murong Jing accepted the teacup.
His eyes narrowed. Su Mobai had actually told her all this. Was he really that trusting of his sister?
After a slight hesitation, Murong Jing looked up at her and said solemnly, "I might as well tell you that the assassination attempts on Zhuque Street and in Licheng, Jiangnan a few days ago were both carried out by the same person. As for who it is, I cannot tell you. However, I must remind you that one of them was specifically targeting you. From now on, when you go out, have Yinshuang follow you."
Su Mowan was surprised this time.
He actually reminded her to be careful, could it be because she had been paying attention to the shop's business lately and made him money, so Murong Jing had become more friendly towards her?
"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness. However, business at the shop has been picking up recently. Would you like to hear about it?"
Su Mowan was unaware that Yinshuang had already secretly reported it to her.
Murong Jing took a small sip of tea.
"Then let's talk."
His expression was a little strange, which Su Mowan noticed, assuming that Murong Jing was embarrassed. After all, when he handed over the loss-making shop to her, Murong Jing probably wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
After clearing her throat, Su Mowan gave him a general overview of the profits made in the last twenty days or so, and then showed him the original account books of the three shopkeepers.
Murong Jing glanced at the ledger and then closed it.
He didn't seem very interested in the ledger, and slowly raised his eyelids to ask her, "How did you do that?"
Yinshuang only reported how much money she made, without explaining in detail how Su Mowan made the money.
Su Mowan smiled smugly.
"Why does Your Highness ask so many questions? All you need to know is that I made money. You don't need to know how I made it. Do you want to experience it for yourself?"
Murong Jing was momentarily speechless.
This woman is clearly still holding a grudge against him for leaving her with three run-down shops. He shouldn't have come. Look at her smug face...
Seeing that he looked somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, Su Mowan knew she couldn't go too far.
She immediately smiled again and changed the subject: "By the way, Your Highness, is the Seventh Princess very close to you?"
Murong Jing readily accepted the ladder offered to him, and his expression softened somewhat.
"Yes, she was raised under her mother's name since she was a child."
"I went out the other day and heard that the Seventh Princess ran out of the palace and beat up the young master of the Minister of Personnel's family." Su Mowan said with a smile, "I wonder why the Seventh Princess did this?"
Murong Jing's eyes flashed.
"What did you say? She beat up the young master of the Minister of Personnel's family?"
"I think her name is Tang Minzhi."
Su Mowan blinked: "If I remember correctly, he should be the young master of the Minister of Personnel's family."
Murong Jing remained silent.
However, Su Mowan could tell that he was feeling very complicated at the moment. As for why he was in such a complicated mood, she only assumed it was because his own sister had hit someone.
After a long while, Murong Jing said, "I came here to tell you that you need to accompany me to the palace tomorrow."
"Enter the palace?"
Su Mowan was taken aback. "Why this time?"
Murong Jing averted his gaze.
"Naturally, it's because my father summoned me."
"I mean, why do I have to go? Can't Consort Shen go instead?"
She also has to manage her business.
"Unwilling?" Murong Jing's face darkened. He glanced at her coldly and said impatiently, "Just go when I tell you to. What's with the 'why'!"