The reborn soft empress only wants to hug her thighs

Chapter 158 Doing business too successfully is also troublesome

Sure enough, as expected by the thin young man, a certain cart was pulled by a horse for a certain distance, and then a wheel fell to the side of the road.

"It's okay, it's still usable when you pick it up." Someone put the wheel back on and kicked it hard.

Relying on such "maintenance skills", the convoy arrived in a small town two hours later.

The city gate was about to be closed at dusk, and under the contemptuous eyes of the guards, a group of people had the cheek to only pay the entrance fee for fifty people.

"It's not that I'm stingy. I want to save some money when I go out." The middle-aged man said.

After entering the city, everyone rested for one night, and sold the grain the next day. Unexpectedly, they even made some money.

After many inquiries, it turned out that the city had a plague some time ago, and it was closed and no entry was allowed. Since then, the residents of the city have fallen in love with hoarding food.As long as the family can still hold it, I can't wait to stock up on next year's share.

After understanding the process, Feng Su'er suddenly realized, and quickly exchanged the money she earned for a durable and unremarkable carriage commonly used by caravans.

It is not expensive to buy a carriage without buying a horse.After all, carriages are made of wood, and wood can be found everywhere these days.

Specially asked the craftsmen to strengthen the wheels, and then build a hidden compartment where weapons can be placed...Buy clothes, daily necessities, replace silver taels...

Got everything done, but only took three days.

So far, there are two-horse carriages in the convoy, and the rest are acting as escorts, guarding front and back with weapons.

Under Feng Su'er's strong request, her role changed from the pungent lady boss of the bodyguard agency to the lady boss of the caravan whose husband died.

In order to ensure that the fake show has no flaws, every time the convoy enters the city to rest, they will buy some local specialties, and then go to the next city to sell them at a higher price.

Halfway through the itinerary, one night Feng Su'er was counting the bank notes she earned in the inn. Halfway through the count, she suddenly slammed the things in her hand on the table!
Her actions startled several other bookkeepers in the room who were busy counting the valuable goods, and someone asked cautiously, "What's the matter, lady boss? The number of bank notes is wrong?"

Feng Su'er took a deep breath and said, "Don't forget! We're not here to do business! Look for yourself and see what each one looks like now, don't you feel ashamed?"

The person who counted the special medicinal materials immediately put down the things in his hand, and said solemnly: "Boss, you are right, we are going to kill people, and doing business is just for protection, how can we put the cart before the horse? Don't worry, I will corrupt these Mental cargo dumped!"

"Wait!" Feng Su'er said with a bit of distress, "How can you just throw away something that was bought with real money. Save it to the next place and sell it."

next place.

"This thing is good! There must be no other place, so buy it and have a look." Feng Su'er's eyes glowed authentically.

"Miss Boss, didn't you say that you can't be addicted to doing business?" Someone asked cautiously.

"What?" Feng Suer stared.

"...Why are you standing there? Hurry up and help the proprietress move things!"

Having said that, the group's itinerary was not delayed, but because they were too successful as a caravan, they got to know other caravans.

After learning their destination, the other party led them to take a shortcut out of flattery, which saved a lot of time compared to ordinary traveling.

Riding a tall horse, Feng Su'er looked around and saw that there were people all around her, she couldn't help asking: "Why are there so many people following us?"

"Hey, let's start with the fact that the boss's business is doing very well..." Seeing Feng Su'er's impatient eyes, she immediately said, "They think that the boss's business is very good, and the certain city they are going to must have great business opportunities. They want to follow Go make a fortune."

"All right, persuade them to leave when they are close to a certain city. Let these people be near us, and they can disguise better." Feng Su'er said.

On August 21st, three days before Luo Chuchu's birthday, Feng Su'er and his party came to Guanghe City, where the mission was carried out.

The city gate guard looked at the bustling caravans in surprise, and said: "This is strange. Since the lord took office, there have only been people who have run out, and no one has come in. These merchants come here to do business. What can I earn? And with so many people coming together, I’m afraid even the northwest wind won’t be able to get a share.”

Having said that, if people want to enter the city, they will not be blocked from outside.

Feng Su'er frowned and looked at the people behind her, and said, "Didn't I ask you to persuade them not to follow?"

"I went, but they didn't believe it, thinking we were going to eat alone." The middle-aged man said with a bitter face, "Since the last time I tasted the sweetness of doing business with the boss, they are like flies that smell fishy, You can't even drive away."

"..." Feng Su'er waved her hand and said, "Life and death have their own destiny, I can't control that much."

A young voice whispered: "Since you can't drive them away, why don't you take advantage of them. They came after us, and we can use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the officials. The imperial court will treat Guanghe City like this." Opinion, he must be eager to hope that Guanghe City can prosper, so as to stop the imperial court's mouth."

"Who's talking?" Feng Su'er was overjoyed, and turned her head to see that the young man had already hid in the corner, so she couldn't see him at all.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter who said it. I must reward him well when things are done."

The middle-aged man was sent to negotiate with other caravans again, this time to talk about cooperation. Although he tried every means to refuse, he still didn't escape the money slip from the other party.

When he came back with several bank notes, the middle-aged man said with a strange expression: "Boss, this is what they insist on honoring you and saying that they want to thank you."

Feng Su'er couldn't bear to take the banknote and put it in her sleeve, said: "In this case, I will accept it. Get ready and let them find a leader to go to the government with me."

The news that a large number of caravans entered the city today was quickly spread to the government, and Gong Hongfeng fell silent after hearing the news.

"Master, this is a good opportunity." His master persuaded.

Gong Hongfeng said: "Don't be in a hurry, wait until we find out why they came here."

"Isn't the caravan just for business..." the master slandered, "We have to wait a little longer. If people find that the business here is not easy to do, they probably would have pulled the car and ran away."

Before the master could speak any more, someone came to report from outside the door, saying that the leaders of several caravans were asking to see him.

"Let them in." Everyone has come, so I have to see them no matter what.

Several people, headed by Feng Su'er, entered the gate.

Although this woman always covered her face with a black veiled hat, she couldn't see her face, but her resolute business methods and vicious eyes made the rest of the businessmen admire them a lot.

Gong Hongfeng looked at the woman who came in, his eyes stayed on her bamboo hat for a while, and said: "Why do you have to wear a bamboo hat when you come to see me? Could it be that you can't see others?"

(End of this chapter)