Tea Merchants of the Song Dynasty

Zhang Yuanyi choked when he heard Jiang Yin's words, but he still suppressed his anger and said in a gentle voice: "I am doing this for your own good. Without any blood relationship, who would be so devoted to you?"

He rolled his eyes, leaned closer to Jiang Yin and said, "Have you thought about the Guanzhong tea merchant thing your uncle Shen mentioned yesterday? Do you want to get involved? That's twice the profit. If your parents were here, they would definitely agree."

Jiang Yin took a few steps back and refused directly: "If Second Uncle wants to participate, he can participate in his own name, don't drag me into the Jiang family."

After she finished speaking, she strode towards the door, unwilling to say another word to Zhang Yuanzhi.

She, Jiang, would not participate in those dirty things, such as double profits. There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Who knows, they might be involved in treasonous activities.

"Hey hey hey, girl, why don't you understand?" Zhang Yuanzhi reached out to pull Jiang Yin, but was slapped away by Xiao Luo.

"Second Master, please respect yourself. My wife said she won't participate!" Xiao Luo glared at him fiercely and threatened, "Don't follow me. If you follow me again, I will report you to the police!"

"You mean slave! You mean slave!" Zhang Yuanzhi was so angry that he jumped up and down, but he could do nothing about it. He could only shout, "My niece, my niece, your uncle can't harm you. Think about it carefully, and don't ruin your parents' property."

However, the only response Zhang Yuanzhi got was Xiao Luo's rolling eyes and the sound of a door closing.

No matter how Zhang Yuanzhi jumped up and down and cursed, Jiang Yin ignored him.

No one paid any attention to him, and Zhang Yuanzhi found it boring, so he left cursing after a while.

After Zhang Yuanzhi left, a man in a small alley not far away glared at the gate of Jiang Mansion fiercely, then turned and left.

Listening to Uncle Wang's report, Jiang Yin raised his eyes and asked, "Uncle Wang, did you see clearly who that person is?"

In fact, she had known for a long time that Zhang Yuanzhi would definitely not give up and would come back to cause trouble.

But with Zhang Yuanzhi's ability, he might be used as a gun without even realizing it.

Therefore, she had told Uncle Wang long ago that if Zhang Yuanzhi came again, he must keep an eye on his every move to see what he was going to do and what clues he would reveal.

I didn't expect that on only the first day, I actually discovered some clues.

Uncle Wang pondered for a moment and said, "It looks like it belongs to the Hu family, but when did the Hu family become related to Second Master?"

"The Hu family." Jiang Yin narrowed his eyes and said, "Oh, Second Uncle is eager to have a relationship with them, and he is also eager to hand over the Jiang family to them."

Hu Quan is just a smiling tiger. He didn't even know when Zhang Yuanzhi was sold out.

Whether it was the Hu family or the Shen family, they were people who had long been scheming and would do anything to achieve their goals. If Zhang Yuanzhi mixed with them, he would sooner or later end up like him in his previous life.

Hearing Jiang Yin's words, Uncle Wang smiled with relief and said, "It is rare that the young lady can think of these things. If the eldest lady is still alive, she will definitely feel relieved. Don't worry, young lady, I will definitely monitor the whereabouts of these families."

He felt both relieved and sad. He was relieved because he had watched the young lady grow up.

It's so sad that I don't know how much of a blow the young lady must have suffered to have turned into this overnight.

But no matter what, he will try his best to protect the young lady for the eldest lady.

Jiang Yin saw what Uncle Wang was thinking, and stood up and bowed to Uncle Wang: "In that case, I'll trouble you, Uncle Wang."

In the previous life, when the Jiang family was exterminated, these slaves and officials of the Jiang family were also sold to the frontier.

At that time, Uncle Wang could have gone to the border with them and had a chance to survive. But he didn't. He stood up and said that he was no longer a slave, but a member of the Jiang family, and wanted to go to the capital with them.

Therefore, Uncle Wang was also among the Jiang clan members who were beheaded.

Jiang Yin's eyes were moist, and the guilt in his heart deepened.

"No, young lady, no." Facing Jiang Yin's generous gift, Uncle Wang waved his hands and said, "This is my job, I don't deserve such a generous gift from you, young lady."

"I deserve it, no matter what." Jiang Yin said with a smile, "In the past, I was ignorant and willful, and Uncle Wang had to worry about me. Fortunately, everything is in time now. I will definitely take over my parents' legacy and carry forward the Jiang family."

She actually blushed a little when she said that she wanted to carry forward the business. Right now, it was already very good that she could protect the Jiang family and let them survive.

However, she cannot boost others' ambitions and destroy her own prestige. She must believe that she can do it.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Uncle Wang said yes three times in a row. He couldn't help but wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with emotion, "Don't worry, young lady. Even if I risk my life, I will protect you."

Jiang Yin smiled knowingly. She and her mother were both raised by Uncle Wang. To their family, Uncle Wang was already like a relative.

……

In the next few days, Jiang Yin dealt with matters in the capital while continuing to apologize to Mrs. Feng.

Fortunately, it is not yet the tea picking season, and there is nothing else to do at the Fucheng Tea Farm except making some scented tea.

Meanwhile, the teahouse was also operating as normal and all was peaceful for the time being.

That night, there was a thunderstorm. Uncle Wang brought his confidants who had returned from Yazhou and knocked on Jiang Yin's door.

"My dear, this is bad." Uncle Wang said quickly while knocking, "The tea mountain has changed. The tea trees have withered and can no longer grow tea leaves. Even if new ones grow, they will not survive."

"Click~" With Xiao Luo's help, Jiang Yin quickly put on his clothes and went out.

She said coldly, "Let's talk in the study."

Afterwards, she asked Xiao Luo to arrange for someone to bring a dry towel and hot water, so that Uncle Wang and the other man could clean the water stains on their bodies first.

"Uncle Wang, when you said the tea trees were withering, did you mean all or part of them?"

The withering of tea trees can be a big deal or a small deal.

To put it in a broader sense, if too many tea trees wither and the tea that needs to be monopolized cannot be delivered this year, the entire Jiang family will be finished.

But to put it simply, if only one or two tea trees have problems, it will not be a big deal.

Uncle Wang wiped the water off his face with a handkerchief and said to his confidant beside him, "Heng'er, tell me what exactly is going on."

Jiang Yin turned his attention to Wang Heng, his confidant, who was Uncle Wang's son. To be more precise, he should be Uncle Wang's adopted son.

Uncle Wang was not married and did not want to get married. He adopted Wang Heng a few years ago and let him stay with him and work for the Jiang family.

Wang Heng is one year younger than Jiang Yin. He has been responsible for protecting Jiang Yin since he was young. Jiang Yin actually regards him as his younger brother.

In his previous life, Wang Heng went to investigate the Mengshan incident and never came back. He was probably murdered.

Her eyes were gentle as she said, "Brother Heng, tell me what happened."

Wang Heng bowed and said respectfully, "My lady, during my investigation, I found that there were large areas of tea trees on the hillsides of both peaks that were abnormal. The specific reason is unknown, but if this continues, I'm afraid that 20% to 30% of the tea will be lost."

"Two or three out of ten?" Jiang Yin's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes full of disbelief.