Traveling through troubled times, he fled with his stepson

Two years later.

Wei Qiqi was inspecting her small workshop. There were often dozens of people there, both men and women, with women making up the majority.

"master."

Someone saw Wei Qiqi and hurriedly greeted him. As soon as he spoke, people behind him started calling out one after another.

Wei Qiqi waved her hand to signal them to continue doing their own things. The noise of these people disturbed the people inside, and the person inside came out, it was Ye Yuanfeng.

"master!"

Ye Yuanfeng ran over and stood beside Wei Qiqi like the wind.

"How's the situation here?"

Ye Yuanfeng turned his head and looked at the workshop: "Very good, the daily shipments and purchases are not much different. This month, after deducting the cost, our net profit reached 3,000 taels."

"Three thousand taels?"

Wei Qiqi was surprised. This amount didn't sound like the profit that could be made from soap.

"What else did you do?"

"I asked someone to produce a batch of the blueprint you drew, and it really sold well."

Ye Yuanfeng looked a little nervous. After Wei Qiqi thought about it for a moment, she understood what drawings he was talking about.

They are small carts for pulling goods. Different from the large ox carts and horse carts, they have four smoothly polished wooden wheels and handles underneath, making them very suitable for pushing carts or pulling people.

"Master, I, I..."

Before Wei Qiqi could say anything, Ye Yuanfeng immediately knelt down and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Master. I took the initiative."

I was just thinking about how this thing could make so much money, when I came to my senses I saw Ye Yuanfeng kneeling on the ground.

"Tsk."

Wei Qiqi made a sound softly and said, "Why are you kneeling down? I didn't say anything."

"Since I gave it to you, I will naturally use it. You may as well take it out first."

"Tell me about the details."

Ye Yuanfeng carefully looked at Wei Qiqi's expression, and seeing that Wei Qiqi was indeed not blaming him, he slowly felt relieved.

He smiled again: "The soap is very useful, and many people come to buy it. But these days, people can't even get enough food to eat, so most of the people who buy it are rich people. I didn't lose money in a month and even made more than a hundred taels. But this..."

This was far from what Wei Qiqi had expected.

"So I suddenly remembered the stack of papers you gave me before, and I took the simplest one from it, modified it, and used it without permission."

Ye Yuanfeng was a little anxious and his words were incoherent. He wanted to explain that he had no other thoughts.

I don't want to be disliked by my master.

Wei Qiqi had previously given Ye Yuanfeng the production drawings of some tools. Although Ye Yuanfeng was not very knowledgeable in this area, he was very sensitive to numbers and was good at business. She gave it to him and asked him to cooperate with the workshop to make it at a suitable time.

To the outside world, Ye Yuanfeng is the manager and shopkeeper of the workshop.

"Nothing. The cart you made this time is just in time. It goes well with the soap from the workshop. You can make money from two groups of people. It's good. Nothing wrong."

She whispered, smiling and nodding at the people around her as she spoke.

Ye Yuanfeng didn't care about kneeling in public before. Although he was the manager, he was also the master's servant. It was natural for a servant to kneel before his master.

The two walked in one after the other. When the people in the yard saw Wei Qiqi enter, they lowered their heads and whispered to each other. They looked into the house from time to time, but they didn't stop working.

“How much money is on the books now?”

Ye Yuanfeng skillfully poured a glass of water from the teapot on the table.

"Now, with the three thousand taels this month, there are only fifteen thousand taels left on the books."

"Not counting the loans and the money used?"

"Yes." Ye Yuanfeng nodded in response.

Although I have always known that Ye Yuanfeng has a business mind, I was still a little surprised when I knew the exact number.

"Try to keep the money on the books and convert it into silver or gold." Wei Qiqi said, squinting unconsciously, "A cunning rabbit has three burrows. The place where the money is placed is hidden and not easy to find."

"We don't need it for now?"

Wei Qiqi shook her head. "Now is not the time to use it. All the working capital is borrowed. If it doesn't work, we will borrow money to give people the impression that we make a small amount of money but not much."

"Master, why is this?" Ye Yuanfeng asked anxiously.

Now we can continue to use the money on the books. The soap workshop has been in production. Although the people involved have signed the master-servant contract themselves, food and drink are also a big expense.

Together with other miscellaneous money, the interest earned from borrowing was barely enough to cover the cost of doing bigger business.

Business has always been about opportunities.

"Remember, buy more space, and it's best to use someone you don't know to buy some common medicinal materials, food, clothing, and other things. They should be easy to store and kept separately."

"Purchase some things outside the city, put a mark on an uninhabited hilltop, have someone guard it, and put some gold and silver there."

Ye Yuanfeng was anxious at first, but the more Wei Qiqi talked, the calmer he calmed down.

"Master, I understand."

What he needs to do is not to advise his master on what to say, but to listen to what his master says.

After all, everything he knew was taught by his master.

“Ye Yuanfeng, the price of salt has been rising, and Ye Yuanjiang has dealt with several people who caused trouble recently.”

Wei Qiqi didn't say much. He said what he needed to say and explained what he needed to explain. Then, he stood up and went out when the time came.

Ye Yuanfeng hurriedly stopped her and said, "Master, you've just arrived and you're leaving again?"

"You are always with your elder brother and younger sister, and I hardly see you very often."

Wei Qiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Ye Yuanfeng was often jealous of Ye Yuanjiang and Ye Yuanxin.

Usually Ye Yuanxin is by her side at home.

Ye Yuanjiang is responsible for the refining of fine salt. She attaches great importance to salt refining, so she is often in the refining workshop.

Ye Yuanfeng is a smart person, sensitive to numbers, and good at judging the situation. Because of business, he is mostly out, so she wouldn't run into him most of the time when she came over.

As a result, she and Ye Yuanfeng rarely saw each other for ten days or half a month.

"Today is the fifteenth, Xiaobao is back from his day off."

After a while, Ye Yuanfeng realized that Xiaobao was referring to the young master. His eyes moved twice, but when he thought of the young master's evil nature, he didn't say anything more.

"Ah... then Master, I'll come to see you next time."

Wei Qiqi nodded and put the veil back on when she went out.

The reason I came here today was just to see Ye Yuanfeng and give him some advice.

Now that it's done, there's no need to stay any longer.

The coachman outside the door was still waiting. She had gone out frequently in the past two years, and the coachman had always followed her, and he was indeed thorough and thoughtful in doing things.

"Madam Wei, do you want to go back home directly or..."

Wei Qiqi shook her head and said, "Let's go to the cake shop at the corner of the street, and then go to the bookstore."

"Young Master and the others are coming back?"

"Ah."

When the driver heard Wei Qiqi's smiling voice, he couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"We are going to go to many places today."

As he said this, he waited for Wei Qiqi to get in the car and raised the whip in his hand.

"Snapped!"

The carriage rumbled forward.