The concubine doesn't fall in love, but crazy critics insist on holding her responsible

Chapter 22: Don’t you think there’s anything wrong?
"To tell you the truth, the Shen family has been offended by Lin Zhiyu a long time ago! Boss Song will probably have to fetch water from a bamboo basket this time. If you are willing, I can take over your shop. In view of our past friendship, I, Zhao Wu, will never treat you badly, and you don’t want your ancestors to be angry with you!"

The crowd laughed.

Boss Song had a sullen face, "I didn't entertain you well, so why don't you just leave!"

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked quickly towards Lin Zhiyu.

Lin Zhiyu walked around the shop a few times, instructing the maids and attendants to follow the shop boy to pick up the goods, while she went to the living room to wait for everyone to come back.

Boss Song saw the right opportunity and brought a pot of tea into the living room. He poured the tea himself and presented it to Lin Zhiyu.

"My lord, please have some tea."

Lin Zhiyu had just eaten and drank in Huixian Tower, and was almost framed by Xie Yiwan with a bowl of hot tea. She really wasn't interested in tea at this time.

He took the tea, took a small sip, and put it aside.

When Boss Song saw this, he mistakenly thought that Lin Zhiyu was still minding his previous confrontation, and his face was filled with confusion.

After a while, he rubbed his hands and stepped forward, "My lord, please forgive me. Earlier, I was too blind to see the truth. Please don't take it to heart when I make arbitrary judgments."

"Everything the noble man said before is true. The price of rice in the East Market has increased by three cents this morning. The market price of cloth in the West Market has dropped again and again. Only Yunxiang yarn from the southwest has only risen but not fallen. It has the potential to take the top spot. .”

Lin Zhiyu's face was calm, and his face was as smooth as jade, with a slight childishness, like a new bud in spring, soft and friendly, not aggressive, but when he opened his mouth, people couldn't help but hold their breath.

"So Boss Song's decision is...?"

"Listen to you, listen to you!"

"I have followed the instructions in your letter to have a feast. After receiving your gesture, I set off three firecrackers with 180 and [-] bangs. Each one was booming and loud, unambiguous. I am not afraid of making you laugh. If so, this firecracker also disturbed Prince Jianning, and almost killed me."

Recalling the murderous appearance of Prince Jianning's attendants not long ago, Boss Song wiped away cold sweat, "Thanks to your advice, I ordered you to place the congratulatory gift from your uncle in a conspicuous place, so I escaped punishment."

"Ah."

"I just don't know...if your noble lord can tell me the clever tips of the master you mentioned. Don't worry, lord, I've already backed away to ensure that not even a mosquito can fly in, and the wind will never leak out!"

"Good to say."

Lin Zhiyu took out the letter from his sleeve.

Boss Song happily took it, but Zhan Xin's expression changed after reading it.

"This...this letter is really written by that expert?"

"It's true."

Boss Song was heartbroken, "My lord, do you still care about my last confrontation? If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it, whether it's a beating or a punishment. I will never complain a word. It's me who was wrong. Please don't take anything from me." The ancestral family property is a joke!”

Lin Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "What do you mean, Boss Song?"

Didn't she do something to deliberately mess with him?
Boss Song was unsure and said, "I wonder if Miss Lin has ever read the contents of this letter?"

Lin Zhiyu's face was calm, "I saw it."

Not only did she read it, she wrote it herself.

Boss Song gasped, "Don't you think there's anything wrong?"

Boss Song regretted this after asking.

What can you tell about Lin Zhiyu, who is illiterate and keeps herself at home? Although she doesn't understand everything as Zhao Wu and others said, she is still just a girl from the boudoir.She is good at delivering messages, but when it comes to doing business, she might not be as good as him.

Boss Song was quite frustrated. He was so sick that he went to the doctor this time and lost his mind.

Lin Zhiyu comforted him: "If Boss Song has anything to say, it's okay to say it. If I can't answer it, I'll send a message to my husband to help the boss answer his questions."

When Boss Song saw Lin Zhiyu's sincere face and no intention of teasing, the ashes in his heart suddenly ignited again for no apparent reason.

He mustered up some energy and bowed respectfully, "Then I will speak frankly. If I offend you, please forgive me."

Lin Zhiyu nodded.

Boss Song: "According to what the gentleman said, the goods sold in the shop need to be clearly marked with prices. I have no objection to this. I also agree with the other suggestions, but I am really puzzled by this one."

Lin Zhiyu's voice was clear, "But after three days, you will start selling this item at a reduced price?"

Boss Song stepped forward excitedly, "Does your Excellency also feel that something is wrong?!"

Lin Zhiyu shook his head, "No, only by doing this can your business be brought back to life."

Boss Song was filled with horror. As soon as these three days passed, the price started to drop, not just once!

Instead, the price will be reduced by [-]% every day until it drops to [-]% of the original price on the seventh day. If no one buys it, it will be packed and sent to the refugee camp in the west.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu didn't seem to be joking, Boss Song's face turned pale again, "Your Excellency has not done business, so you may not know that the goods in this shop have costs, not only the initial materials, but also subsequent maintenance, labor, paving, etc. Wait, the cost has already exceeded [-]% of the list price!"

"If we follow the strategy in your letter and lower the price for seven days in a row, if we sell it at that time, I won't even be able to get my money back!"

Not only can’t I get my money back, but I’ve also paid money into it!
"It takes a lot of effort. It's better to hire a few bay-red horses and send them directly to the refugee camp in the west, which will save you a lot of work."

Boss Song has been working hard in the capital for many years, and he knows the greed in human nature best. As long as he spreads the word about price reduction, Song Ji Grocery will die in seven days!

Lin Zhiyu just smiled and said nothing, quietly listening to Boss Song's complaints.

After all, there is still a lot of distrust between them, and only by speaking out can the right solution be given.

Boss Song was so worried that he wanted to scratch his head. He had found out the news about his younger brother and was in urgent need of money, so he thought of reviving his career. If not, he would have returned to the countryside to become a teacher with his pen on his back. .

He sighed and hung his head, "If the price is lowered, the price will be lowered. Goods that cannot be sold should be sold at a low price, but they should be sold at a low price. It should not be so low. Moreover, in business, integrity is the most important thing. Doesn’t it seem that the price is changing day by day and that the confidence is too low?!”

"I know your identity. She is the second daughter of General Lin Ye. General Lin is now guarding the Western Border by the emperor's order. If you are raising funds for General Lin, I am willing to give you all. I just ask you not to play with me like this. Your life is also your life!"

Lin Zhiyu smiled lazily and finally spoke up, "You are actually willing to give me all of it? If I really do what you said, I am raising the things my father needs for the refugees in Western Xinjiang and I won't give any of them, do you have any complaints?" "

Boss Song took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice: "I have no complaints, I don't have a single complaint. General Lin fought abroad and sacrificed his life to bring peace to the people and the Qing Dynasty. The ancestors of the Lin family were also loyal martyrs who died on the battlefield. Some people When he was fourteen or fifteen years old, his body was wrapped in horse leather, and his little money was nothing compared to the sacrifices of the entire Lin family."

Lin Zhiyu added: "This is all your belongings. If it's gone, everything will be lost."

Boss Song smiled bitterly, "It should have been gone long ago."

He is just a waste who can't keep his family property. It's only a matter of time before these things rot in his hands.

Lin Zhiyu felt happy in her heart. The sacrifices and contributions of her father and brother were not invisible to the people. Which was black and which was white? Justice was in the heart of the people.

She drank the half-cooled tea in one gulp and said firmly: "Don't worry, you won't lose everything."

"Not only will it not cause you to lose money, but it will also help you clear out the inventory accumulated in the warehouse within half a month, and help you open up a new path in your business."

(End of this chapter)