Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 499: Invested

In the end, Wen Shu showed mercy and did not take back the two coins.

However, Qin Yangyang signed another IOU for five hundred taels.

Not long after returning to the inn, Wen Shu slapped a contract on his chest.

The content of the contract is that Qin Yangyang invested 500 taels of capital to invest in Wen Ji Fragrant Drink Shop, holding 20% ​​of the shares.

"Hurry up and write a letter to ask your family to send me some money. When the money arrives, remember to return it to me as soon as possible. The shop is waiting for the funds to flow through."

Qin Jingyang saw that he only got 20% of the shares and felt wronged: "Why can Zhuo Rufeng get 20% of the shares by paying 200 taels, and I only get 20% by paying 500 taels?"

"He gave me another hundred taels yesterday. Besides, he's been working hard for me."

Wen Shu explained to him that Zhuo Rufeng not only contributed money, but also had him as a shareholder, so the shop also benefited from the Zhuo family's influence.

Even if they leave Lin'an in the future, with the Zhuo family's care, the shop can still make a stable living. All these should be taken into account.

Qin Jingyang was even more dissatisfied: "Who wants to borrow his power? The Wang family is not bad in Lin'an City. I will go and tell my uncle tomorrow. I want to see who dares to die."

Wen Shu didn't comment. "Just tell me if you want to buy shares. If not, return the deed to me."

"Let's go in." Qin Yangyang folded the deed paper and put it into his sleeve.

Anyway, he is not short of this money.

When he sends the letter back tomorrow, ask his mother to send over one thousand taels.

However, he didn't expect that someone would come to deliver money before he could deliver the letter.

The next morning, Wen Ji Xiang Yin opened as usual, except that there was an extra wooden sign outside the door.

In addition to the limited sale of milk tea mentioned by Wen Shu yesterday, two new products were also launched: "Cool Summer" and "Ruby Snow Dipped Ruby".

"Honey Words and Jasmine Language" is watermelon, milk and jasmine tea on ice, priced at 30 cents per cup.

"Snow Top Ruby" is pure watermelon with crushed ice cubes, priced at 20 cents per cup.

This price was set by her after inspecting other restaurants. It is considered upper-middle price in Lin'an City.

She also sells individual watermelons, but this time they are sold by the pound, at 200 wen per pound.

The watermelons she picked were all about the same size, each weighing about ten pounds, and the total price was about two taels of silver or two taels and five hundred coins each.

As for the source of the watermelons, Wen Shu explained to Zhuo Rufeng that she had discovered the business opportunity last year, so before leaving Bian Jing early in the morning, she booked several batches of watermelons from the farmers and paid a deposit.

Zhuo Rufeng had never been to the capital, so he had no idea that watermelons were not grown on a large scale in Bianliang.

Since the purchase of watermelons was not handled by the shop and was decided before Wenshu left Bian Jing, Zhuo Rufeng said that this business would not be counted in the shop's revenue, and all profits would belong to Wenshu alone.

Wen Shu did not refuse and continued to talk business.

Besides, the watermelons’ origin is unknown, so the shop shouldn’t be involved.

In order to facilitate sales, she asked someone to move a dozen watermelons to the table at the entrance.

Not long after, a man and a woman came in. The man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and the woman had her hair full of pearls and jade.

Wen Shu was stunned for a moment, then drank his tea calmly.

Qin Jingyang had already gone up to greet them, "Uncle, aunt, why are you here?"

Wang Cishan looked around the shop and said, "I heard that a new shop has opened on this street. They have a new kind of melon called..."

"watermelon."

"Yes, yes, that's it." Wang Cishan glanced at the melons placed at the door.

"Yes, this melon is very rare. There are not many in the capital."

"Then I'll buy a few more later."

While the two were talking, Mrs. Wang kept looking at Qin Jingyang,

However, Wang Cishan's eyes would occasionally glance at Wen Shu who was drinking tea at the table.

Her features do bear some resemblance to Wan'er's. Could she really be the child of Wan'er and Qin Pei?
Jingyang said yesterday that she was just his adopted sister, but doesn’t he know her true identity?

Did the two of them really meet by chance, or did this young lady do it on purpose?

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Wang Cishan's mind. "If uncle buys a lot, I'll have someone deliver it directly to your house."

Wang Cishan came back to his senses and asked with a smile, "How much is one pound?"

"Two hundred coins."

"You kid, your own relatives come to buy things, but you actually ask for money." Mrs. Wang said with a hint of anger: "It's fine if you ask for money, but you won't give a cent."

Qin Jingyang felt a little embarrassed and turned to look at Wen Shu.

Wen Shu turned away and pretended not to see it.

"I didn't open this shop. They are the owner. I can't be generous to others." Qin Jingyang explained: "Besides, I don't have any money, otherwise I can buy it for you."

Although he seldom met his uncle and aunt and had no feelings for them.

But after all, he is my elder, and it’s not good to not give him any face at all. I still have to explain what needs to be explained.

When Mrs. Wang heard that he had no money, she felt distressed: "But the money is lost, it doesn't matter, my aunt has money."

She immediately took off two golden hairpins from her head and handed them to Qin Jingyang.

Seeing that he didn't take it, she realized that although the headdress was made of gold, it was not easy to spend.

"Take these two hairpins first. Come to the mansion in the evening and your aunt will give you the banknotes."

Qin Jingyang had already experienced the hardship of being poor, so he did not refuse and happily agreed to the offer.

Wang Cishan added, "Yes, let's have dinner at home tonight and invite your stepsister to join us."

He smiled and looked at Wen Shu, who heard it but did not respond.

The Wang couple did not stay long and left after buying a few melons.

Wen Shu didn't want to speculate on the purpose of their coming here, she still had to live her life as usual.

In the evening, Qin Jingyang went to Wang's house for dinner. When he called Wen Shu, she refused.

"Go by yourself. I'm not used to eating in places like that. It's better to eat comfortably in the yard."

Hearing this, Qin Jingyang did not force it, but his face looked a little lonely.

At night, Wen Shu went to the foreign land of Shanhaijie again and picked five or six hundred watermelons. He was leaving tomorrow, so he had to prepare more supplies before leaving.

Watermelon at 200 wen per pound is hard to come by.

Since watermelons appeared in Bian Jing two years ago, after two years of fermentation, I believe that more people will grow watermelons this year.

Anything is worthless if there is too much of it, so she had to sell them at a high price before the watermelon boom reached Lin'an and make some money first.

When the moon was at its zenith, Qin Jingyang came back, reeking of alcohol.

He came to Wen Shu, generously stuffed a stack of Jiaozi into her hands, and said with a burp, "Count it, is there anything missing?"

Wen Shu saw that five hundred taels was just right, and then he looked at the stack of papers sticking out from his chest and couldn't help but feel curious: "How much did you get this time?"

"One, one thousand taels." Qin Jingyang stroked his lips with a proud look on his face.

"That's a good deal."

The Wang couple were quite generous to him.

Looking at the stack of Jiaozi sticking out from the corner of his clothes, Wen Shu's heart was moved again and again. He raised his hand hanging from his sleeve several times, wanting to take the stack of Jiaozi for himself.

I was also afraid that this guy would cry his heart out after he woke up from his drunken stupor.

She stretched her hand closer, and changed from squeezing to pushing, and finally stuffed some of the notes that were sticking out of the door back in, and smoothed the corners of his clothes.

"Go back to your room and go to sleep. Don't follow me next time you drink."

"Okay, go to sleep, go to sleep." Qin Jingyang staggered towards the room.

Wen Shu shook his head and closed the door.

After returning to the room, the misty look in Qin Jingyang's eyes disappeared. Looking at the corner of his clothes that was smoothed out by Wen Shu, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a bit of satisfaction and relief.

You're not that greedy for money.