Evil Sister in Charge: As long as you are thick-skinned, you can eat meat every meal

"Miss Sisi, I want to explain to you, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I am-------!"

"Stop, just tell me that I have all this money in your bank, how much interest will you give me?"

Zhou Sisi interrupted Song Moli's words directly, and said, "Stop talking nonsense and tell me the point quickly!"

"You are the emperor's nephew, you are smart, it is normal for you to have some property, there is nothing to explain, I am not an important person, Brother Song, you really don't need to explain to me."

"The most important thing now is that I have all this money in your bank. What is the interest rate? If I had known that this bank was yours, you would have deposited it directly for me, saving me the trouble of going back and forth!"

Zhou Sisi really didn't want to waste any more time and asked her question directly. She was waiting to buy a carriage!

Song Moli's face was filled with sorrow. He secretly glanced at Zhou Sisi with a helpless look, then quickly looked away. How could she not be important? She was the most important person in his heart!

In fact, Zhou Sisi did not understand the rules of ancient money houses. In fact, they were completely different from modern ones. Not only did they not pay interest, but they also had to pay silver to the money houses as the custody fee for the deposited silver.

Small amounts are not necessary, the larger the amount, the more you have to give!

Otherwise, why do so many wealthy families have warehouses, especially those with a lot of money, which are heavily guarded.

When Zhou Sisi said this before, Song Moli knew that she was wrong. He didn't know who told her this, but they said completely the opposite. Of course, he didn't explain. It was his own bank and he had the final say. He was willing to spend money on her.

"Two hundred thousand taels of silver have a monthly interest of one hundred taels, and two hundred thousand taels of gold have a monthly interest of three hundred taels of silver. Do you think this is okay?"

"If possible, I will sign the agreement with you now, and you can come and pick it up at the beginning of each month." Song Moli looked up at her with a smile.

As long as she is happy, he is willing to do anything.

"Alright, alright. Anyway, I feel safe leaving it with you. I'll do whatever you say. Hurry up and write the agreement. I'm waiting to go back!"

Zhou Sisi said this, and when she arrived in the capital, she would ask around. If the interest rate was higher elsewhere, she would withdraw the money and deposit it in another bank. Don't try to take advantage of her.

There were pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. Song Moli spread out the paper and started writing. After it dried, he took out a small seal from his pocket and stamped it directly.

"Here, take a look at this. From now on, every month, you can come to the bank to withdraw money with this."

Zhou Sisi took it and took a look. It was written very clearly on it, which was what she had said before. She then looked at the red seal, which was a small flying bird pattern, and Song Moli's name was signed on it.

"As expected of a scholar, Brother Song, your handwriting is really beautiful!"

This sentence is absolutely a sincere compliment. Zhou Sisi likes to speak the truth. Song Moli's handwriting is indeed good. It is neat and elegant, and the font has a hint of chivalry. Although Zhou Sisi can't understand what kind of font it is, it is indeed beautiful.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss Sisi. Just take good care of it. I won't replace it if it falls off!" Song Moli curled his lips and chuckled, deliberately teasing her.

Zhou Sisi immediately became alert when she saw his smile. Was this profiteer planning to steal the paper while she was out? Tsk, sorry, he was destined to be disappointed. The things she hid would not be discovered by others, the kind that could not be found even if one dug three feet underground.

"Don't worry, I will keep it well."

"Thanks in advance. I'll be leaving first." After carefully folding the paper, Zhou Sisi stuffed it into her sleeve pocket. In fact, she used her mind to recognize it as a space. Anyone who wants to steal her things is simply dreaming!

"Miss Sisi, didn't you say you would treat me to a meal? Now that the matter is done, are you going to deny it?"

Seeing Zhou Sisi was about to leave, Song Moli quickly stood up and stood in front of her, looking at her with a pitiful look again, which made Zhou Sisi's scalp start to numb again.

"Hey! I did say I would treat you to a meal, but I didn't say now, did I?"

"It's getting dark, so I'll go back first. See you at Songhe Restaurant tomorrow!"

"Hurry up, don't delay me from buying a carriage!" Zhou Sisi reached out and pushed away Song Moli who was blocking her way, giving him a look of disdain.

Look, look, you know this guy wants to take advantage of her. That big boss insisted that she treat him to a meal. The restaurant belongs to him, but he is still stingy. She'd better sting him to death!

"You want to buy a carriage?"

"You can pick any carriage at the door. I'll take you there!"

"Of course I have a condition. My mother wants to eat watermelon. Do you have any? Other fruits are fine too. I'll exchange them with the carriage!"

When Song Moli heard that Zhou Sisi wanted to buy a carriage, he blurted out the idea without thinking. But when he met her wary eyes, he immediately changed his words and said that he could exchange the carriage for fruit.

When Zhou Sisi heard this, she quickly did the math in her mind. If she bought a new carriage, she would also have to buy all the messy decorations in the carriage. It might not take her long to get what she wanted.

Song Moli's carriage was indeed nice, spacious and comfortable to sit in, and the decoration inside was also nice. The key was that she could be driven away immediately, so she would rather take it than refuse it. His proposal really won her over.

"Sure! How much watermelon do you want?"

"How about this, if you trust me, I will drive the carriage away first, and then you can come to my house tomorrow. Wouldn't that mean you won't have to miss a meal? How about I cook for you myself?"

"By the way, you can bring the car to pick up watermelons. I also grow blueberries, grapes, and loquats. I'm sure your mother will like them very much."

Zhou Sisi's eyes rolled and she immediately came up with an idea. She would go home tonight and make good preparations. The most important thing was to use these fruits to open up the market in the capital, especially those of the royal relatives.

"Okay, it's a deal then!" Song Moli agreed without thinking and stretched out his hand with a smile.

I was so happy inside, oh my god! She was going to cook for me herself!

"A gentleman's word is as good as gold. Don't worry about me doing the job!" Zhou Sisi also smiled and stretched out her hand, and Song Moli shook hands briefly.

Finally, Zhou Sisi chose the carriage she had ridden in before, climbed onto it gracefully, smiled and waved at Song Moli, saying, "Brother Song, I'll be waiting for your visit tomorrow. I'm leaving now!"

Before Song Moli could say anything, Zhou Sisi whipped the horsewhip, and the horse's butt felt pain, so it spread its hooves and ran away with her!

Song Moli gave Ling Si a look, and Ling Si tiptoed onto the roof and quickly chased after him.

"Master, where are we going now?" Ling Er asked.

"Go back to Songhe Restaurant!" Song Moli concealed the smile on his face and turned cold again. He glanced at Shopkeeper Qian who was standing cautiously behind him, said nothing, waved his sleeves and got on another carriage.

Shopkeeper Qian: His master is a master of changing his face! He smiles at the girls but pulls a long face at them. The difference in treatment is too obvious!