"Miss!" Xue Changgui took the lead in shouting respectfully.
Others quickly greeted each other in groups of twos and threes, but compared to the people at drug stores and medical clinics, the attitudes of others seemed less respectful.
Song Wanqing was not surprised. As a businessman, profit comes first.
When Shen Yue was alive, she didn't have much control over those shops. When she died, she handed them over to Chen Qinglian.
It was indeed Chen Qinglian who took care of them all these years and stole a lot of money through it.
"Miss, do you have any instructions for calling us here this early in the morning?" Lin Hongsheng was the first to ask, "The shop is very busy. If you have nothing to do, please let us go back early."
"Yes, yes, miss, please tell me quickly if you have anything important to do." The people behind him echoed.
Song Wanqing glanced at everyone and spoke slowly, "I'm calling you here for only one thing."
She paused and then continued, "You go back and sort out the store's accounts and send them over in three days."
"Ah?" Lin Hongsheng sneered, "What does the eldest lady mean? We don't understand."
"How long has Shopkeeper Lin managed a jewelry store?" Song Wanqing sat on the Grand Master's chair and said coldly, "How can you manage a store if you can't understand even this?"
"..." Lin Hongsheng's face changed slightly, "Miss, I misunderstood. What I mean is, can you understand the account book?"
There was a disdainful chuckle behind him.
"For so many years, my wife has been managing the accounts, and I am also worried..."
Song Wanqing interrupted him, "Shopkeeper Lin, do you need me to take out the title deed of the shop? Let you take a good look at who is your master?"
"Miss, I am also thinking about you," Lin Hongsheng was still unconvinced, "You are neither married nor have you taken care of the ministers in the Hou family. I'm afraid you can't understand the things in the accounts."
Song Wanqing smiled, "Shopkeeper Lin only needs to send you the account book. If you can understand it, I won't worry about it."
Lin Hongsheng gritted his teeth, but could only nod in agreement.
Xue Changgui and others had no objection. Song Wanqing was willing to take over the business, and they were happy for her.
Song Wanqing gave a few more instructions and then asked everyone to go back.
Within a moment, Chen Yu hurriedly entered the room, "Miss, Lin Hongsheng led several shopkeepers to Luoxia Garden."
"I understand." Song Wanqing didn't care much, "You clean up, let's go to the Prince's Mansion."
For Lin Dao's help, she had to go to the door to say thank you.
In Luoxia Garden, Lin Hongsheng repeated Song Wanqing's words.
"You want to see the account books?" Chen Qinglian was a little surprised, "Does she really want to be this master?"
She has never taught Song Wanqing the things of being a housekeeper, nor has she asked anyone to teach her. Can Song Wanqing understand the account books?
Chen Qinglian asked, "What do Xue Changgui and the others mean?"
"What's the point of those old guys?" Lin Hongsheng curled his lips, "They are all old Chinese doctors, so they are naturally loyal to the eldest lady."
"What about you?" Chen Qinglian asked with raised eyebrows, "Back then, it was the old Chinese doctor who saved your Caibaotang."
Lin Hongsheng chuckled, "I am a businessman, profit comes first, and I will be loyal to anyone who can help me make money. I dare not forget how much business my wife has brought to our Caibao Hall over the years."
Chen Qinglian nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, I understand. She wants a ledger, so just give her one."
"Madam, we understand." Lin Hongsheng led the people away.
Chen Qinglian was not worried that these people would rebel, but most of the Hou Mansion's income came from pharmacies and medical clinics, so she had to think of a way.
——
When Song Wanqing arrived at Prince Zhan's Mansion, Xiao Jiuan was reading under the eaves.
"Your Majesty, Miss Wanqing is here." Lin Dao led the people in, his voice was a little low when he opened his mouth.
Xiao Jiuan raised his head and glanced up, and saw that there were more wounds on Song Wanqing's face. Lin Dao came back yesterday and said that the wounds on the little girl's face were all healed.
This is obviously a new injury.
Taking another look, he saw the red linen wrapped around the little girl's right hand, which was faintly oozing with blood.
Xiao Jiuan frowned, "How can you still treat me like this?"
"The Ninth Prince makes atonement. I came here today just to see the Ninth Prince and thank the Ninth Prince for sending the cold knife to help me yesterday."
Song Wanqing tilted his head, and Shen Yu immediately brought a food box forward, "This is a little bit of my wish. The Ninth Prince can drink some of the medicinal wine I made."
Lin Dao stepped forward to collect the things and couldn't help but ask, "How did Miss Wanqing get injured?"
"Our Lord Marquis did it," Chen Yu replied.
"Chen Yu, don't talk too much." Song Wanqing smiled, "These are just superficial injuries. They will heal soon."
Xiao Jiuan said nothing, but his expression was obviously not good-looking.
"Ninth Prince," Song Wanqing leaned over again, "There is indeed one more thing."
"Say!" Xiao Jiuan didn't even raise his head.
Song Wanqing felt that this guy seemed angry, but he didn't know what he was angry about. "The Ninth Prince said before that he wanted Ling Dao to teach me some kung fu. Does that count?"
Xiao Jiuan looked up at her, his tone a bit dumbfounded, "Are you going to learn how to go back and beat your father?"
"No." Song Wanqing quickly shook her head, "I just want to learn some... moves that can save my life at critical moments."
"Are you afraid someone is going to kill you?"
"..." Song Wanqing twitched the corners of her lips, "No."
"I can send a few secret guards to follow you," Xiao Jiu'an said seriously, "After all, it will take you at least ten or eight years to learn how to fight against the so-called killer on your own."
"I still want to learn." Song Wanqing didn't dare to expect to be a secret guard. Although it was just a matter of Xiao Jiu'an's words, she had no bargaining chips to exchange for it now.
She only had one last chance to see a doctor and help once, so she couldn't use it casually.
Xiao Jiuan continued to read, "It's up to you."
Is this agreed?
Song Wanqing turned to look at Lin Dao.
"Whenever Miss Wanqing wants to learn, she can come to the palace to fight at any time." Lin Dao is much more enjoyable than Xiao Jiu'an.
"Thank you, Guards Lingdao." Song Wanqing raised her eyebrows happily and prepared to leave, "Ninth Prince, it's nothing, so I won't disturb you."
"Wait a minute." Xiao Jiu'an said calmly, "Since I'm here, let's check the Ping'an pulse along the way."
He asked again, "Is the left hand OK?"
"No problem." Song Wanqing nodded immediately.
"Wait until I finish reading these pages." Xiao Jiu'an glanced at Lin Dao, "Do you still need me to teach you how to greet the guests? Bring her some tea and snacks."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lin Dao hurried over.
Song Wanqing's eyes immediately lit up when he heard that there was something to eat.
The last time she ate the dim sum from Prince Zhan's Mansion, it was really delicious. She had been to several dim sum shops but couldn't find anything similar in taste.
Soon, Lin Dao came over with two large plates.
"Miss Wanqing, eat more. Our prince usually doesn't like to eat this."
Song Wanqing cursed: If Xiao Jiuan doesn't eat, why does the Zhan Prince's Palace prepare so much?
