Chapter 83: Cash Out
Dai Hengxin didn't reply to Xiao Yingchun.
He was too embarrassed to reply.
After much deliberation, he sent a message to Wang Yongjun.
"I've inquired clearly. My mother doesn't know about this, but it's all because of her."
"Liu Xiaomei liked to tell my mother about my whereabouts. I fired her, and she didn't dare retaliate against me or my mother, so she took it out on Xiao Yingchun..."
"Please tell Xiao Yingchun for me. I'm too embarrassed to see her. I'll go to her house and apologize in a few days."
Wang Yongjun had already left the Yingchun Grocery Store. He thought for a moment, then took a screenshot of Dai Hengxin's last words and sent it to Xiao Yingchun.
Xiao Yingchun looked at the screenshot, scoffed, and replied to Wang Yongjun with two words: "Thank you."
Putting down his phone, Xiao Yingchun went upstairs to inspect the renovations.
With his wealth, the renovations were proceeding at a remarkable pace!
By nightfall, the cabinets, ceiling, lighting, curtain rods, and air conditioner would likely be installed. After
cleaning tomorrow, the furniture and appliances could be moved in.
After leaving the canteen to Zhou Haipeng, Xiao Yingchun went to the warehouse to pick up the goods: the one hundred sets of body armor and stab-proof gloves Fu Chenan needed had arrived.
She put the items in the Space-Time Supermarket warehouse and returned when the installation was almost complete.
The canteen had been buzzing with activity these days, and neighbors would take a second look when passing by.
After Zhou Haipeng's men left that afternoon, Xiao Yingchun immediately prepared to settle the bill with Zhou Haipeng.
Zhou Haipeng laughed to himself, "Miss Xiao, you're rushing this. I haven't settled my bill yet. How about I come back tomorrow to settle the bill?"
Xiao Yingchun suddenly realized and felt a little embarrassed. "I'm really sorry to bother you this time. How about I treat you and Wang Yongjun to lunch tomorrow?"
Zhou Haipeng laughed, "Talk to Wang Yongjun about this. He can make the decision for me."
Could Wang Yongjun make the decision for Zhou Haipeng?
Faced with Xiao Yingchun's astonishment, Zhou Haipeng strode away with his workers without explanation.
With no outsiders around, Xiao Yingchun decisively closed the shop and used the Space-Time Supermarket's tidying function to clean the first floor. He also scheduled appointments for the second floor for the next morning and furniture delivery and installation for the afternoon.
After finishing his chores, Xiao Yingchun sighed, "I'm so busy every day!"
He hadn't been sitting in the recliner for two minutes when Fu Chenan arrived.
But today, Fu Chenan wasn't dressed to impress. He wore a short black nightgown and a black cloth band tied around his hair, making it clear he was about to do something shameful.
Xiao Yingchun looked him over, and he was straightforward: "I'm not in the capital right now, I'm outside."
"Give me your vest and gloves. I'll have them delivered to Yongzhou City. I'll rush back to the capital and bring you food."
If a hostage didn't return to the capital that night, the Emperor would inevitably become suspicious.
He needed to hurry.
Xiao Yingchun, upon hearing this, immediately produced the stab-proof vest and gloves.
As had been previously instructed, they had been brought directly in wooden boxes.
"Then I'll go first." Fu Chenan picked up two boxes and left without looking back.
Xiao Yingchun wanted him to take two packs of lollipops to Fu Zhonghai, but considering that the distance was not short and it was someone else who sent the gift, it was better not to let others see such things that violated the rules of the times.
After thinking about it, he gave up.
When Fu Chenan came again, it was already dark.
Fu Chenan wore a crimson robe at night and took braised pork with tiger skin quail eggs and stir-fried vegetables.
Fu Chenan opened the lunch box and said excitedly: "This braised pork with pigeon eggs is said to be very nutritious. You should try it..."
Xiao Yingchun: It's not quail eggs, but pigeon eggs...
I'm too narrow-minded.
Fu Chenan took Xiao Yingchun's bowl with great enthusiasm and shared the rice and meat and eggs with her.
Xiao Yingchun quickly refused: "I don't eat fat!"
Fu Chenan's hand paused: "Don't eat fat? Fatty meat is so delicious..."
Xiao Yingchun laughed dryly: "I will feel sick if I eat fat, just give me that pigeon egg. Add some soup to mix with rice, and it will be delicious."
Fu Chenan thought for a while, picked out a piece of fat from a pot of braised pork: "Try it? If you really feel sick, just eat the pigeon egg."
Xiao Yingchun couldn't refuse the kindness, so she had to put the piece of braised pork into her mouth.
The next second, Xiao Yingchun widened her eyes in shock.
The ancient pork was cooked like this, it must be too delicious!
This braised pork is cooked so well that it melts in the mouth, and the seasoning is also very good, so you won't feel sick at all.
She nodded, and praised without hesitation: "This is really well done! Delicious..."
She took the initiative to pick up the chopsticks, picked a few of the leanest ones, and asked for a few pigeon eggs and some sauce, crushed them with a spoon, and mixed them directly with the rice.
After the rice was soaked with the soup, it was mixed with the crushed pigeon eggs and minced meat, and then put into her mouth.
The whole mouth was full of the aroma of meat and eggs...
It was so delicious!
Fu Chenan was relieved to see that she was satisfied with the meal: as long as she likes it.
She doesn't like to eat fat meat, so next time when she asks Guyu to cook, don't put all the pork belly, but also put some lean meat...
Silently noting her preferences, Fu Chenan happily poured the whole pot of braised pork and pigeon eggs into the rice bowl, mashed them like Xiao Yingchun did, and ate them in big mouthfuls.
After dinner, Xiao Yingchun discussed the progress of the renovations. "The furniture and appliances will be ready tomorrow, and then I can move upstairs."
"Now that the warehouse is free, I can stock you up with more goods at once."
"After I stock you up a few more large batches, I'll need to exchange the gold ingots you gave me for cash, and I might be away for a while."
While the seemingly tens of millions in savings wouldn't be enough to sustain the purchases, considering the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands in payments.
Furthermore, Fu Chenan was planning to sell wholesale goods to the six aristocratic families.
Xiao Yingchun explained the thefts and said she had antiques at home.
Selling these items at Dai Hengxin's nearby shop was out of the question, and even going to another pawnshop was too risky.
It seemed she had only one option left: go abroad, sell these imaginary dynasty items, and then return with money that could be used domestically.
"Can you get me some gold and silver ingots of the kind you haven't given me before? And all sorts of things I can sell..."
Fu Chen'an perked up. "What do you want?"
Xiao Yingchun thought for a moment. "Tell me, what do you have?"
Fu Chen'an finally had a say in this matter. After all, to appear wealthy, he'd recently been to every pawnshop and antique dealer in Beijing, checking out everything.
Gold and silver: Xiao Yingchun already had plenty in stock; now she just needed something she hadn't had before.
Good-quality copper coins: He could find them, and it wouldn't be a big deal. Jewelry
inlaid with gold, silver, and gemstones would also be fine.
Furniture... yes, and some finely crafted rosewood and huanghuali furniture, preferably complete sets...
And imperial items, which sell especially well in the market.
What could be sold in the modern era from fictional dynasties?
Everyone, use your imagination and give me some inspiration!