Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

Who would have thought that just when I was worried, such good things would come to me.

"Madam Liu, you know how good my land is. The house and yard are spacious. I won't ask you for more... eight taels a month, how about that? If you think it's too expensive, I can ask my husband to build you a few bookshelves and treasure chests."

Madam Dong is such a down-to-earth person. Liu Yunqing was thinking that since she had laid so much groundwork before, she must not ask for too much.

Who would have thought it was only eight taels a month? There is a well in the yard, so I don’t have to ask the servants to fetch water from somewhere else for boiling water. It’s really a good deal.

Liu Yunqing didn't agree in a hurry. Since it was someone else's ancestral home, she had to make it clear what she wanted to change, so as to avoid other problems after the price was agreed upon.

"Madam Dong, don't worry about this for now. You know I want to expand my bookshop, right? I'm going to knock down one side of your courtyard wall, change the furnishings inside, and connect the main room with the east room. Are you willing to do this?"

Madam Dong nodded repeatedly: "Of course I am willing to give it up. Although it is the ancestral home, my husband has hired people to repair it several times. It is no longer the same as before. I hope you can take good care of the loquat tree at the wellhead."

At this point, Madam Dong blushed a little: "My husband planted that when we got married. Every year, the fruits are big and sweet. From now on, all the fruits belong to Madam Liu."

Looking at the towering loquat tree in the yard, with the fruits on the upper layer having turned into a beautiful warm yellow, Liu Yunqing said nothing more and nodded directly, asking to rent the house for five years, paying half a year's rent in one lump sum.

"What does Carpenter Dong say? Is this okay?"

Carpenter Dong was a simple, dark and rough man. Sitting next to the fair and pretty Mrs. Dong, he looked like a farmhand in her family.

He scratched his head and stuttered, "All, all listen to my wife. Madam Liu, if you need anything, I can do anything, such as building a courtyard wall or a bookshelf!"

Liu Yunqing smiled and asked again, and then he found out whose ancestral home this was.

Nowadays, most men who marry into the wife's family look dissatisfied and aggrieved. They are humble and submissive at home, but show a completely different face to others. It is rare to find such a loving couple like them.

Liu Yunqing didn't have much contact with them before, but now he feels comfortable getting along with them. Liu Yunqing is no longer bothered by the two families and leaves the rest of the matters to Carpenter Dong.

When they were discussing the drawing and calculating the money, Madam Dong pulled Liu Yunqing aside and started talking to him again.

Compared to before, he seemed a little uncomfortable now.

"Madam Liu, can the money from the cabinets and tables and chairs be exchanged for books and pens from your bookstore? Last month, I went to Yingtianfu with Dalang, and the prices there were not cheap either."

There's nothing wrong with that. There's not much money in the account, and it's already tight after paying half a year's rent. It would be great if I could use the goods as collateral.

Mrs. Dong gave her the loquats from the tree, so she naturally gave them a favor and gave them a friendly price. She also asked Xiaoman to give Dalang some red notes so that he could go there to join in the fun on the opening day.

Carpenter Dong was a rough but careful man, and he pricked up his ears to listen to what his wife was saying.

Knowing that Madam Liu was so polite, he worked even more carefully and called a few helpers to make sure not to delay Madam Liu's business.

While working at the back, the front also became busy.

When students heard about the discount, they flocked to the store. Even those who had plenty of study supplies couldn't help but stock up on some.

Liu Yunqing, Xiaoman and others were almost unable to cope with the situation, and had to ask the accountant Mr. Kong and Yunxi to help pack the items and collect the money from the customers.

There are still some people who couldn't squeeze in, so they said they would come back early tomorrow morning.

In the end, all the pens, knives and paper in the bookstore were sold out, and even the ink sticks were only worth a few yuan. Only about twenty books were sold with red tickets.

Yunxi counted the money three times and still couldn't believe it. In just two hours, he had sold nearly ninety taels of silver, plus the money he earned during the day, he had already made more than one hundred taels.

Net profit of forty taels that day!

In the past, she only thought that it was easy to make money from young ladies. She could make a lot of money from rouge, powder, fabrics and jewelry, no matter how high or low the price was.

She has to spend ten cents to buy a silk headband!

Who would have thought that the scholars were no less capable and were very powerful!

Looking at Yunxi's money-grubber look, Liu Yunqing couldn't help laughing.

He told Xiaoman to take his men to the old bookstore's warehouse to get the goods, and then told Yunxi to go back to the inn quickly to find A Niang and Xiao Mei.

I've been busy all day, I can't skip a meal just for a few coins.

"Sister, won't you come with me?"

Liu Yunqing waved his hand at her: "You go back first, no need to wait for me to eat, I have something to do outside, I will be back later."

Yunxi didn't ask her sister what she was doing. In her eyes, her sister was very capable and it was common for her to run around for business, so she didn't take it to heart.

After watching Yunxi leave, Liu Yunqing turned and headed towards Baokang Gate.

Hehe, she was tired of eating out, so she planned to go home and have a good meal with Mr. Zhao.

But thinking that she still owed the person for saving her life, even if it was just a kitten, she would feel embarrassed to go back empty-handed.

The night market on the street is bustling.

There are freshly fried lamb sausages, roasted pork on a spit on a blast furnace, and braised offal cooked in a big pot... Looking around, most of the shops selling meat and other snacks are here.

Of course, there were also many people selling drinks and alcohol, as well as sugar figurines and snacks that children loved.

In the more spacious areas, there are jugglers, fire-breathers, and puppeteers. When the performance is in full swing, everyone cheers and shouts, making the street very lively.

Liu Yunqing took a look around and bought her favorite honey-fried dried fish, which was salty, sweet and chewy, as well as a lifelike candied kitten.

Although they were not expensive, a wealthy man like Zhao Chengyan probably had never eaten such down-to-earth snacks, so I brought them to him to try something new.

Liu Yunqing bandaged the wound with a small piece of cloth, found an empty corner, suddenly turned into a girl, and ran straight to the residence of Mr. Zhao.

It was not too late yet, and Zhao Chengyan probably hadn't washed up and rested yet. Liu Yunqing was already looking forward to how surprised Zhao Chengyan would be when he saw the gift that his cat brought him.

But who would have thought that when she climbed into Zhao Chengyan's yard, she saw Qingmai squatting under the porch decocting medicine. The bitter smell made her wrinkle her nose.

Liu Yunqing meowed, which made Qingmai very surprised, but seemed afraid of disturbing the master in the house, so he quickly ran over and lowered his voice.

"Miss Tuan is back, let your husband see you and be happy! The Prince's Mansion is really incompatible with our husband, and nothing good will happen if he goes there."

Without bothering to listen to Qingmai's muttering, Liu Yunqing quickly pushed the door open with his little paws and walked around the screen to take a look.

Mr. Zhao had become a sick beauty, sitting crookedly on the bed, pinching his neck with his thin knuckles. The sight of him wanting to cough but not daring to do so was extremely pitiful.

"Meow meow meow!"

What’s going on? Who is bullying my husband?

Liu Yunqing didn't even bother to take off his small bag and jumped onto Zhao Chengyan's bed in a few seconds.

The two little front paws climbed up Zhao Chengyan's arms and stood up, sniffing and rubbing his face with its wet little nose.

It was not a big deal that she sniffed it, but she actually smelled a scent of blood.