"But what about Prince Eight over there..." Du Chengxiu couldn't help but remind.
"From now on, I don't plan to do business with Prince Eight anymore." Yang Ruxin shook her head, then looked at Qian Er, "Do you know why?"
Qian Er used to be a scoundrel, inherently clever. Since following Yang Ruxin, he learned to write and do arithmetic, even managed a shop, growing significantly. Now he even has a wife, becoming much more grounded, no longer acting solely on impulse or loyalty. Upon hearing Yang Ruxin's question, he realized this was another test for him. After a brief contemplation, he said, "Madam and Prince Eight engaged in the furniture business and helped manage Baoyue Building, generating good profits. She also collaborated with Prince Three on a bar, yielding significant revenues. Adding the medicinal wine would make it too weighty." He didn't need to guess to know how much of a stir the medicinal wine would cause once released.
