Wanjin Lady

Chapter 88 Two Good Brothers

This is to draw a clear line between myself and Yuan Jing!
Yuan Jing was mortified. He had used all his money to buy food, thinking he could make a fortune, but who knew...

It’s all that bitch Wen Wan’s fault!

When he thought of Wen Wan buying the grain he had worked so hard to bring from Ping County at a low price, he felt like vomiting blood!

Yuan Jing stood up, straightened his clothes, and sneered, "Manager Zhu, isn't it too late to think about joining the Wen family now?"

When his little trick was exposed, Shopkeeper Zhu blushed and said guiltily, "What do you mean by surrender or not? Brother Wen and I have been friends for decades. We are half-brothers! Don't try to sow discord between us!"

have to say.

Wen Wan admired Zhutou's strong psychological quality.

If she encountered this situation in her previous life, she would bow to the other person at a 90-degree angle and call him "Daddy"!
To make money, it's not shameful to bow and scrape...

Yuan Jing seemed to have not expected that Manager Zhu was so tough. He angrily flicked his sleeves and said, "Fence-sitter!" He glared at Wen Wan before leaving.

Wen Weiming knew exactly what Zhu Wang was thinking, but Yuan Jing was right, Zhu Wang was a fence-sitter, and he, Wen Weiming, was not made of clay, so he had to maintain face with him even when he was being toyed with like this.

Wen Weiming calmly pulled out his arm that was being held by Shopkeeper Zhu, and said coldly, "Shopkeeper Zhu, please respect yourself. My parents only gave birth to me and my sister, but they don't have a brother as old as you."

Zhu Wang remained unmoved, and continued to cling to him with a silly smile, "What are you talking about, brother? I've already said that we are half-brothers. If you don't mind, I would naturally like to become your biological brother. By the way, where are our parents' graves? I'll go to pay my respects there someday..."

Strong.

If the wall doesn't submit, I will submit to you.

Wen Wan said that it is true that one never stops learning as long as one lives.

Wen Weiming's face flushed with anger at Shopkeeper Zhu's bullshit. He threw his arm away and said coldly, "Zhu Wang, don't be so shameless! Don't think... I don't know what you and Yuan Jia Liulang did!"

Wen Wan quickly advised, "Dad, Shopkeeper Zhu didn't do it on purpose. He has his own difficulties."

Wen Weiming was stunned: "Huh? Say it again? Who was it that called me a pig-headed pig spirit in the car earlier?"
"Shopkeeper Zhu..." Wen Wan had already greeted him warmly. The two of them were as close as brothers, almost arm in arm. "I know you did all this... because that Yuan Liulang forced you to do it. You and my father have been friends for decades, so it's impossible for you to betray your own brothers. Uncle Zhu... I call you uncle... You don't mind, right?"

Shopkeeper Zhu burst into tears. "Oh, niece... you really understand me... That's right, it was Yuan Liulang who forced me to do it! The Cheng family is so powerful, and I'm just a small grain merchant, I dare not disobey! You said we are all family... How could I watch you suffer... In fact, my heart... feels like a knife..."

Wen Weiming was so angry when he saw the regretful hypocrisy of Manager Zhu that he clenched his fists.

Wen Wan didn't know what this pig was doing, so how could he not know?

What a profiteer!
The number one profiteer in Ping County!
Zhu Wang is a slippery pig!
Wen Wan's face was filled with genuine emotion, not a trace of pretense. "Yes, I understand your difficulties, uncle. The losses you suffered during your trip to Bingzhou must have been heavy, right?"

Although he knew Wen Wan was trying to pry, Zhu Wang still let out a few words, "Oh, don't even mention it. I lost everything! All my savings over the years have gone down the drain. And Yuan Liulang is even worse off. He said he lost everything he brought from home!"

Wen Wan nodded in agreement, "Yeah, that's tragic."

"That's right. That brat still wants to deny my debt. Ha, he thinks I'm his father, right? I won't tolerate him! If he dares to deny his debt, I'll let the whole of Bozhou know what kind of person this bastard son of the third branch of the Yuan family is!"

Bastard?

Yuan Jing was actually born to a concubine?
“Uncle Zhu, there’s no need to worry. The Cheng family is a large and powerful family, and even a hair on their head is thicker than our waists. They certainly won’t renege on their debt.” Wen Wan sighed again. “It’s just that Uncle Zhu is suffering because of this! Our two families have a long-standing friendship. If Uncle Zhu encounters any difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help.” At this moment, Zhu Wang was so moved that he almost cried!
Yuan Jing treats him as a weed, while Wen Wan treats him as a treasure!

It's a pity that he didn't know how to judge people. In just over a month, Yuan Jing, that second-generation rich man, lost all the money he had saved for several years!
"Niece... since you said that... I... I really..." Zhu Wang lowered his head in shame. When he raised his eyes, he was hesitating whether to borrow money from Wen Wan to get through the difficult days, but he felt that now was not the right time, so he endured it and didn't say anything.

Seeing that there was very little food left, Wen Wan said to Zhu Wang, "Uncle Zhu, I have something else to do. Let's meet in Ping County."

"See you!" Wen Weiming grabbed his daughter's sleeve and walked away, his face sullen as he urged, "If this Zhu comes again, no one is allowed to let him in! I, Wen Weiming, disdain to associate with such a fence-sitter!"

"Oh, oh! My niece, you go ahead and do your work..." Zhu Wang said with a flattering look on his face, wanting to see the man off and welcoming him, and watched him walk away.

As for Wen Weiming… they are half-brothers, how could there be any overnight hatred?

He sighed heavily: "Ah, the Wen family is still kind!"

A kind-hearted person was sitting in the carriage, checking the account books with Master Ma. Master Ma's feet touched the ground, but he couldn't hide his excitement. "The price of grain in Bingzhou changes every day. I followed the young master's instructions and lurked in the city for several days. In the end, I bought a thousand kilograms of grain at the price of 26 coins per bucket."

Seeing that Wen Wan was indifferent and just flipping through the account book he handed over, he raised his voice slightly, "Young Master, this is half the price of the grain we purchased before! Take this grain back and have the guys start making wine immediately. Our winery will be revived!"

Wen Wan raised her eyes and glanced at Master Ma, whose face was flushed red.

Master Ma used to be taciturn, but after his trip to Bingzhou, he became more talkative.

Wen Wan smiled and said, "I understand. Thank you for your hard work on this trip."

That's it?

Ma Changshun just felt discouraged. He got such a big bargain, but why did no one empathize with him?

Wen Wan really couldn't be happy. She still owed Xinlong Money House more than a thousand taels of silver, and the payment was due in two months.

Even if the grain for the winery was in place, the winemaking process would take a long time. Two months later...she still couldn't pay back the money owed to Xinlong Bank.

It's really one batch after another.

Ma Changshun got off the carriage with a depressed mood that no one understood.

Alas, the young master was patient and went to talk to Feng Shuigen and his gang.

Wen Wan was calculating the costs and production cycles in the account book, thinking about the debts she owed and Shi Jinquan who had escaped, and was completely unaware of Old Man Wen approaching.

"Swindler." Old Man Wen called her.

Wen Wan raised her eyes from the account book, "Dad...you called me?"

Oh, men change their minds so quickly.

She used to be called Sweetie, but now she is called a profiteer.

She used to be called Wan Niang, but now she is called Yaksha.

(End of this chapter)