Chapter 85 Manager Wen

"My slave, go right away." Hua Chan nodded, and then said, "Then where is the second lady..."

"Tell Zhuangzi to send someone to look for her. Don't worry too much." Jiang Ruohua didn't take it seriously. "There's no one else in Zhuangzi, so nothing can happen to her."

Jiang Ruoting can do whatever she wants, but Jiang Ruohua is not going to stop her. When doing something, risks and benefits go hand in hand. Jiang Ruoting wants benefits, but she is focused on risks.

Pretending to be dumbfounded was just a deliberate attempt to condone Jiang Ruoting's actions.

The steward came quickly. After Princess Shangyang and her party went to the racecourse, Jiang Ruohua drank tea and waited in a room.

"I've met the eldest lady." The steward followed her mother and gave her the family name. Steward Wen respected Jiang Ruohua, but it was basically based on respect for Jiang Ruohua's mother that he loved Jiang Ruohua so much.

"Get up." Jiang Ruohua smiled and said to him, "Sit down."

"Thank you, miss."

Steward Wen sat down, feeling a little confused at this moment. Before he could say anything, Jiang Ruohua put down the tea cup and said, "Steward Wen, could you please bring me the other account books?"

Hearing this, Guan Wen was stunned for a moment, and just about to pretend to be stupid, Jiang Ruohua said: "I have read the accounts you usually send to the Duke's Mansion. They are mostly the same year after year. It is inevitable that they are too stable to be unmoved. , I’m afraid it doesn’t just rely on loyalty. According to the accounts, the people in the village should be living a tight life, but it doesn’t seem to be the case.”

"And your reaction after selling the horses. If you don't have a surplus, even if I am your master's daughter, you may not treat me with respect."

Manager Wen didn't say anything, and seemed to have acquiesced in it. He was more surprised. He looked at Jiang Ruohua blankly. The teenage girl was calm and composed, and still said without waiting for his answer: "But it's not important. Some of the resources are in the hands of outsiders and might as well be used by you. What are your thoughts on future arrangements?"

"Now that this farm is in my hands, it should prosper. Although selling horses is okay, in this area of ​​​​the capital, such a large horse farm would be a waste of talents. I naturally hope to make some changes, and the manager can also say Tell me what you think. Since you are a mother, you have never bowed down to the Third Lady. To me, you are a trustworthy person. "

Manager Wen moved his lips, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak. The young master had a clear mind and said everything that needed to be said. The young master was sober and decisive, so he had been holding on for more than ten years. meaningful.

"There is indeed a private account." Manager Wen said, "This is what the master specifically asked us to do before he passed away. We want our Zhuangzi shops to be completely handed over to the young master in the end."

The Wen family is the best at doing business. Jiang Ruohua's mother has heard it all, and the shop she manages has always been no worse than others. Manager Wen did not mention Zhuangzi's affairs for the time being, but only mentioned the past with some emotion: "The general has been fighting all year round, and the master was worried before he died. These Zhuangzi shops are under the name of the young master, so he is afraid that others will be jealous, so he ordered us to make fake ones according to the most common standards. "

"You have worked hard all these years." Jiang Ruohua had mixed feelings when she heard this. Although she could guess that it was her mother's handiwork, she didn't expect that this was her mother's plan before she died. In her memory, her mother's figure was already blurred. Whenever I think about it at this time, I will be wary of the third lady's belated realization.

"It's not hard for the master and the little master." Manager Wen took out something from his arms, "Since I learned that Mazhuang was in the hands of the little master some time ago, everyone in the village is indeed mixed with joy and sorrow. The master is kind to us, so I thought... It’s okay to let the young master mess around a few times, but after the racecourse is built, the old slave understands the young master’s intention.”

Therefore, the master and servant, who have never met before, have been working hard towards the same place.

Jiang Ruohua's intelligence impressed Manager Wen. Although the horse farm was okay over the years, the income from horse trading was mostly like this. Especially near the capital, there would be no people buying horses on a large scale. Most of them were businessmen traveling between the capital and central Beijing. It's just a kid from a rich family who comes to pick some good horses.

Jiang Ruohua seemed to have squandered the horse farm, but he left behind a number of good horses and built a racecourse. The purpose was not just to entertain Princess Shang Yang, but to make long-term plans for the horse farm. At the same time, He also cleverly avoided being targeted by those who were interested, which can be described as killing three birds with one stone.

"The old slave understands what the young master means. The old slave thinks there is nothing wrong with it. It's just horse racing and betting. These old slaves have never been exposed to it, so I still ask the young master to give me some advice."

Compared to the sale of horses, this horse farm is very close to the capital, and it only takes more than an hour's drive. Rich people don't need many good horses, but it doesn't mean that they don't like horses, but just how to satisfy the children of rich families?

It means giving them something to spend their money on, and making them feel that their money is worth it.

"I have found this person who can run horse betting." Jiang Ruohua was not in a hurry. She thought of a person and decided to snatch him away from King Ying. "It's just that it's not convenient for me to go. Manager Wen, this matter I’m afraid you need to work hard to do it.”

"It's just what the young master ordered." Manager Wen naturally had no objection.

"There is a man named Gan Yunsheng in that neglected area in Beijing." She said leisurely. "This man had one leg broken and one eye blind. His right hand was cut with a knife and he couldn't move much. One of his sisters was taken away to Piaoxiang Tower. You should bring someone to get the money to redeem his sister, and then bring his brother and sister to the village. When everything is settled, I will come and talk to him personally. "

Manager Wen nodded, wrote down the order, and then handed over the things in his hand: "The real account is still in the manor. If you want to see it, I will take you there."

Jiang Ruohua picked up the paper with a few names written on it. Manager Wen said: "These are a few ungrateful guys who don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. Please decide how to punish them."

Most of the manors and shops left by my mother treat the servants very well. People in ordinary manors live in very low mud houses with straw. People's bodies will not be able to bear it for a long time. But in my mother's manor, although it is not very good, they are all blue brick houses with proper beds and beddings, and life is very comfortable.

No wonder Manager Wen mentioned the word ungrateful. Almost all the people in the village were poor people who were taken in by their mother because they had nowhere else to go. She gave them a place to shelter from the wind and rain and also gave them a chance to support themselves. If they had not come here, these people would have starved to death or frozen to death without exception. Now they choose to betray. What else can this be but ungrateful?