The Kingdom of Marriage: My Stunning Empress

"This, this, this, how is this possible?"

Yang Pan'er was also curious and asked the shopkeeper, "What happened to Shopkeeper Qian?"

Qian Zhengnan, the shopkeeper of the rice shop, hurriedly handed the account book to Yang Pan'er respectfully and said to her, "Madam, we made a total of 13 taels, 725 coins today!"

"Normally, even when business is booming, we never make this much!"

At this time, Qian Zhengnan and Yang Pan'er were both looking at Han Zhuo beside them.

I saw Han Zhuo with his hands on his chest, laughing. When he laughed, he looked a little silly and a little mean, and I wanted to slap him.

Yang Pan'er asked Han Zhuo, "Erlang, what's going on?"

"Why is our shop making such good profits today?"

Han Zhuo said, "Sister-in-law, need I say more? The rice and noodles we sold today are 5 cents per pound higher than usual!"

Qian Zhengnan nodded and said, "That's true, but it's only five cents per catty. How can you make so much money?"

Han Zhuo said unhappily, "Manager Qian, are you stupid?"

"On ordinary days, the people who come to our house to buy grain are all small merchants. Each family only buys a few kilograms at most. But today, the people who come to buy are all wealthy people. Even ordinary families buy 10 to 20 kilograms."

"With more people buying, and more weight, we'll naturally make more money than usual!"

"Oh, I don't know how you manage to be a shopkeeper. You're even dumber than me!"

Han Zhuo's words left Qian Zhengnan speechless.

At that moment, I just touched my head and smiled foolishly.

Yang Pan'er pursed her lips and stared at Han Zhuo blankly, her eyes full of tenderness.

She suddenly felt that her brother was not stupid anymore.

Han Zhuo then clapped his hands and said, "Okay, it's getting late, sister-in-law, let's go home."

"If those people come again tomorrow, just like today, give them 50 kilograms of flour and let them continue to work for our family!"

After hearing this, Qian Zhengnan quickly said, "Second Master, our rice and flour have all been sold out. If we want to restock, we'll have to wait at least another three to five days!"

"When these people come tomorrow, there will be no work for them to do!"

Han Zhuo sighed, "Boss Qian, why are you so rude?"

"Everyone says I'm stupid, but you're the stupid one. There are so many people here, how can you lend it out?"

"Aren't there several rice and grain stores next to us? Seeing how prosperous our business is, they must be jealous!"

"Tomorrow, when Big Black Bear and the others arrive, you can rent them out at a price of five cents per pound!"

"But remember, we only need these twenty or so people. We don't want anyone else!"

After saying that, Han Zhuo smiled and took Yang Paner's tender hand, ignoring the strange looks from the people around him, and walked past in the street with a swagger.

If it were an ordinary sister-in-law and brother-in-law, who would dare to walk around hand in hand like this?

There is only Han Zhuo!

After all, most people around know that the Han family has such a fool!

As Han Zhuo and Yang Pan'er left, Qian Zhengnan, the shopkeeper, continued to calculate with his abacus, sighing as he did so.

"Oh, oh, this, this, it looks like we're going to make a fortune!"

"When did the Second Boss become so smart?"

"No, no, I'm stupid! I'm stupid!"

While Qian Zhengnan was muttering in the shop, Murong Suheng was staring at Yang Pan'er and Han Zhuo in the gorgeous carriage in the distance.

From the beginning till now, he didn't know how many times he wanted to emerge from the carriage, show up bravely, and save the beauty!

However, the best opportunity has been missed, and there is no chance to be a hero and save the beauty.

From the beginning to the end, all they saw was Han Zhuo, a big fool, yelling and shouting in front of people.

The more Murong Suheng thought about it, the angrier he became, especially when he saw that Han Zhuo didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and just walked through the city holding the tender hand of the future empress!

This made Murong Suheng extremely jealous!

Murong Suheng couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he asked the coachman to go to Tianxiang Tower directly.

"boom!"

Murong Suheng kicked the door open.

At this time, Wang Fuwei was drinking and having fun in the room.

There were two beautiful courtesans serving beside him.

Wang Fuwei knew nothing. He thought Murong Suheng had succeeded, so he quickly stood up with a smile and trotted over to Murong Suheng.

He flattered Murong Suheng, "Third Young Master, did you succeed?"

It would have been better if Wang Fuwei hadn't said this. As soon as he opened his mouth, Murong Suheng's eyes widened!

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked Wang Fuwei's fat belly hard!

There was a loud "bang!"

Murong Suheng's kick actually contained hidden power, kicking Wang Fuwei away like a ball!

It fell heavily on the table where people were almost done eating and drinking!

The two courtesans turned pale with fear and hid in a corner trembling.

Murong Suheng walked forward quickly and vented his anger on Wang Fuwei.

He first punched Wang Fuwei several times, then grabbed a wine glass next to him and stuffed it directly into Wang Fuwei's mouth.

Then, he slapped Wang Fuwei hard in the face!

"Snapped!"

After the slap, on the surface, Wang Fuwei's cheek was only slightly red.

But in reality, the cup in his mouth was broken!

The broken ceramic pieces scraped Wang Fuwei's mouth and made it bleed a lot!

Even so, Wang Fuwei did not dare to resist and could only beg for mercy tremblingly.

"Third Young Master, please spare my life! Third Young Master, please spare my life!"

Because there was a lot of noise in the house, Diao Meiniang, the housekeeper, also came.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Wang Fuwei being beaten on the table by a pretty boy, and she immediately guessed the identity of the third young master.

She didn't dare say anything more, but just quietly closed the door.

Murong Suheng directly smashed a teapot, grabbed a large piece with a sharp edge, and then pressed it against Wang Fuwei's throat!

He said in a cold voice: "Look at what kind of trash you found!?"

"You can't even beat a fool! And yet you're being instigated by him to do the work!?"

"I've been waiting in the carriage for an hour or two, and you're just here enjoying yourself. I think you're tired of living!"

Seeing that his life was about to be in danger, Wang Fuwei's brain, which was full of fat, started spinning at high speed at this moment!

He quickly begged for mercy: "Third Young Master, please spare my life. I still have a way!"

As he spoke, Wang Fuwei pointed at Diao Meiniang who had been standing behind the door without saying a word.

He said, "This is the head steward of Tianxiang Tower. This woman is pretty good-looking, isn't she?"

Murong Suheng turned his head slightly and glanced at Diao Meiniang.