Chapter 60 The Goodwill of Ningyuan Marquis Mansion
The person who came was Manager Liao of Ningyuan Marquis Mansion. He saluted Fu Chenan as soon as he came up, and he saluted with the military fist-clasping salute.
This was actually a soldier who had followed Ningyuan Marquis on the expedition?
Fu Chenan's heart suddenly became solemn, and he saluted in return with a fist-clasping salute.
"But is General Fu in person? My name is Liao, and I am now the manager of Ningyuan Marquis Mansion."
Fu Chenan replied, "Yes. Please trouble Manager Liao."
Manager Liao opened the door of the shop and invited Fu Chenan and Qiuyue Ruyi to go in and have a look.
"This shop is not big, it is two meters deep and only one meter wide. There is no yard at the back. Business was not good before and there was no income. Our Crown Prince's wife was not in good health, so we simply closed it..."
"The Crown Prince's wife said that if General Fu wants to use it, this shop will be sold to you at a low price. One thousand two taels of silver, what do you think, General Fu?"
Fu Chenan smiled awkwardly, "But I don't have that much money..."
No matter how small the shop is, it will not be cheap in Anxiang Street, the favorite place for women in the capital.
He only had a few hundred taels of silver in total, so how could he afford to buy a shop?
Manager Liao traveled all year round, so naturally he heard about Fu Chenan's feat yesterday.
He glanced outside the shop warily, and seeing Fu Chenan's personal guards guarding the door, he explained softly.
"The prince's wife said that the marshal and the general, father and son, love their soldiers like their lives, and the little wealth in their family is used to subsidize the soldiers in the army. She knows it."
"If you can't come up with the silver right away, you can give it to us after half a year. If you can't pay after half a year, we can take back the shop. It's empty anyway..."
Fu Chenan's heart was burning, and he felt like his blood was burning.
Even though His Majesty the Emperor was wary and distrustful, the people were not stupid, they could see it.
The Fu family was willing to spend all their money for the court's army, and they wanted the country to prolong its prosperity and well-being.
They could see it, they remembered the good things about the Fu family, and the dedication and efforts of the Fu family were meaningful.
He said without pretense, "Then thank the Crown Prince's wife for me! I'll pay for the shop in six months."
Steward Liao smiled and nodded, "Then go with me to sign the transfer documents."
Fu Chen'an refused, "Not yet. Wait until I pay you. For now, just consider it my lease?"
"As you will, General Fu," Steward Liao said, and produced a lease agreement.
The sale documents could be left unsigned for now, but the lease agreement was mandatory.
This would prove that the two families were merely tenants and landlords,
lest the Ningyuan Marquisate be dragged down if the Fu family were disliked by the Emperor.
It's not that he's heartless, but rather that the precarious Ningyuan Marquisate can no longer withstand such a storm...
Fu Chen'an smiled. "Steward Liao is very thoughtful."
Steward Liao waved his hand modestly. "Ever since our Marquis became disabled and the Crown Prince died on the battlefield, I'm now responsible for all the external affairs of the mansion. It's only natural that he'd be more considerate."
The lease contract was signed, and Qiuyue and Ruyi's eyes sparkled. "General, what should we do next?"
Fu Chen'an glanced at the dusty shop. "Clean up the clutter inside, tidy up, and then make some display cases in preparation for the opening."
Ruyi volunteered. "Shall I bring my sisters to help clean up?"
"Okay. I'll leave this shop to you and Qiuyue." Fu Chen'an left two personal guards with Qiuyue and Ruyi and took the remaining guards home
to draw the shop design.
Entering his own courtyard, Fu Chenan told the housekeeper with a serious face: "I need to think quietly about how to arrange things next. No one is allowed to come in and disturb me."
"Yes!"
Fu Chenan locked himself in the study. After drawing a few sketches, he always felt that something was wrong, so he went to the Time and Space Supermarket again.
Miss Xiao will definitely have a way.
Xiao Yingchun was not surprised to see Fu Chenan again: "Why are you here at this time? Is there any new progress?"
Fu Chenan handed over the drawing he drew with some frustration: "I rented a shop today and wanted to find a carpenter to fix it, but no matter how I draw it, it doesn't taste right..."
Xiao Yingchun looked at the crooked drawing and fell silent.
Fu Chenan carefully observed Xiao Yingchun's reaction.
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Seeing she remained silent,
Xiao Yingchun grew even more anxious. "What's wrong? You don't understand either?" Xiao Yingchun took a deep breath, opened an empty cigarette box, and picked up a pencil. "No problem. Tell me first. How big is your shop?"
Fu Chenan replied, "10 feet wide, 30 feet deep."
10 feet is 3 meters, and 30 feet is 9 meters. This
means the shop is less than 30 square meters.
Xiao Yingchun took a ruler and drew a 30x90 square meter box. "This is your shop. Imagine you're looking at it from the sky, without a roof. It would look like this..."
Xiao Yingchun explained as she discussed the layout with Fu Chenan. To help him visualize it, she searched online for many renderings of drugstores.
Fu Chenan chose one: "Just follow this one."
It was the style closest to that of an ancient shop.
Xiao Yingchun began drawing a blueprint for Fu Chenan, modeled after the shop itself.
After the drawing was finished and Xiao Yingchun finished explaining, he looked at Fu Chenan seriously: "Do you understand?"
Fu Chenan nodded: "I understand."
In fact, Xiao Yingchun's explanation was very simple and easy to understand, and he didn't find it difficult to listen to it.
Xiao Yingchun nodded and handed him the map: "Here, you can use it."
Fu Chenan still had a new problem to solve: "What do you want to call the shop sign?"
Xiao Yingchun asked back: "What do you want to call it?"
Fu Chenan thought for a moment: "Fu's Rouge and Powder Shop?"
Xiao Yingchun also thought about it: "What do you want to tell everyone about your original intention in opening this shop?"
"I'm telling you what you want to tell everyone, not necessarily what you really think."
Fu Chenan thought for a moment: "I want His Majesty to be assured of my Fu family and not always think that the Fu family has ulterior motives."
Xiao Yingchun understood: "Then as a hostage, you should act like you are greedy for pleasure, lack ambition, and are afraid of death. You should also downplay the existence of the Fu family."
Fu Chenan: "...How can we reflect this in the name of the shop?"
"Why not call it Tao Tao Ji?"
Fu Chenan thought for a moment: "Tao Tao, as in happy and cheerful?"
"Yes." Xiao Yingchun nodded.
"Okay! Then call it Tao Tao Ji."
Fu Chenan stood up to leave, but his stomach suddenly rumbled.
In the quiet store, the voice was particularly clear. Xiao Yingchun looked at the time and said, "Oh, it's noon! What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to bring it over."
Fu Chenan smiled sweetly and beautifully, "Whatever Miss Xiao says, we'll eat."
Xiao Yingchun: "Then let's eat dumplings."
Two servings of cabbage and pork.
Two servings of corn and pork.
One serving of sauerkraut and oil residue. One
serving of beef and green onion... Never mind this, the green onions seem to be fermented?
Xiao Yingchun's conscience suddenly returned: his wound hasn't healed yet.
After ordering five servings of dumplings in one breath, Xiao Yingchun put down his phone, "Okay, we can eat later."
Fu Chenan envied him, "Just tap on the phone and you can eat. It's so happy."
Xiao Yingchun thought about the environment and conditions in ancient times and couldn't hide his pride, "That's right! Times are different!"
(End of this chapter)