Red Dust Daqian

Chapter 130 Shen Yueer's Resentment

Several generations ago, the Yu family were full-time doctors. There was also a sorcerer in the family. They accidentally refined gunpowder firecrackers and later changed their career to open a firecracker workshop, which was very prosperous for a time. But they didn't expect that one day their family line would be wiped out because of firecrackers.

As he got older, his business was not going well and he was often bullied. He had no choice but to think of selling his firecracker workshop.

In order to successfully take over Old Man Yu's workshop, Zhou Sen decided to solve the worries of Mr. Yu after selling the workshop. He planned to hire Mr. Yu as the lifelong consultant of the firecracker workshop while acquiring the firecracker workshop, and use the workshop to support Old Man Yu, which could be regarded as a guarantee for his life in his old age.

When the head of the Yu family heard Zhou Sen's decision, he was extremely happy. He had never thought of such a way to kill two birds with one stone. In this way, the firecracker workshop could continue to operate, and his remaining days would be guaranteed.

The head of the Yu family was so happy that he quickly called the young lady to serve tea and water to the guests. The young wife of the head of the Yu family was named Miao Yancui. Zhou Sen was shocked when he first met her. She looked sweet and lovely, with a baby face and a sincere and kind smile. He didn't know how old she was, but it felt like the head of the Yu family could be her grandfather. Zhou Sen was amazed at how the head of the Yu family could have the heart to lay hands on such a sweet and lovely girl.

It's a pity that Miao Yancui was originally married by the head of the Yu family to carry on the family line, but it's a pity that old man Yu couldn't get hard enough and couldn't get married. Miao Yancui became a widow at such a young age, which was a waste of talent.

Zhou Sen's offer, to put it bluntly, was to use the firecracker workshop to support Mr. Yu in his old age. This offer was hard for Mr. Yu to refuse, and he even lowered the price to sell the firecracker workshop to Zhou Sen. As Zhou Sen's good wife, Shen Qianrou paid the silver bill, signed the sales contract, and got the land and house deeds of the firecracker workshop.

At this point, Zhou Sen successfully completed the acquisition of the firecracker workshop. Everyone was very happy, but Shen Yueer was the only one who seemed a little resentful, staring at Zhou Sen for a long time, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Zhou Sen had just taken over the firecracker workshop, so he was not in a hurry to make major changes. He only transferred a few people from Qianmu Hall to the firecracker workshop as supervisors. All matters related to the firecracker workshop were still handed over to the owner to operate step by step.

Zhou Sen only made one request to the owner, which puzzled everyone. Zhou Sen asked the firecracker workshop to continue purchasing, but to reduce the output by half and store the excess raw materials first.

The head of the Yu family did not quite understand Zhou Sen's intention, but still raised doubts. If the firecracker workshop continued to operate like this, it would not be able to make ends meet and might not be able to survive. After Zhou Sen checked the accounts of the Yu family firecracker workshop and made a simple calculation, he asked the workshop to double the price of the firecrackers it produced, so that it could just break even.

Why buy a firecracker workshop if it doesn't make money? Although the head of the Yu family couldn't understand Zhou Sen's intention, the workshop had already been sold, and he was now nothing more than a wage earner. He didn't have much to say and just did what the master ordered.

After completing the various handovers, Zhou Sen and the others left the firecracker workshop. Li Ning'er, who had to be persuaded to follow, saw that Zhou Sen did not take any action after purchasing the firecracker workshop, and the workshop did not make any money, which could be said to be a thankless task. She was quite puzzled as to what Zhou Sen's original intention was to buy this workshop?

Under Li Ning'er's repeated questioning, Zhou Sen replied impatiently: "I had nothing to do and liked to listen to the noise, so I bought it. I didn't have any original intention." After hearing Zhou Sen's perfunctory answer, Li Ning'er hadn't gotten angry yet, but Shen Yue'er broke down first and tearfully rebuked Zhou Sen: "You stinky Taoist priest, you are so cool. You buy it if you like it. Do you know how hard it is to earn this money? Do you know how much my young lady has secretly paid for you recently? You don't even know..."

Before Shen Yue'er could finish her words, Shen Qianrou stopped her forcefully, forbidding her to continue being rude to her husband. Shen Yue'er glared at Zhou Sen, but she swallowed her words despite her unwillingness, and the tears in her eyes flowed down.

Zhou Sen is not a fool. He can see that Shen Yue'er is standing up for Shen Qianrou, but he can't think of what went wrong. He saw Shen Qianrou managing Qianmu Hall with ease before, so Shen Yue'er shouldn't be so upset. Zhou Sen asked Shen Qianrou if she had any difficulties recently, but Shen Qianrou refused to say anything and didn't allow Shen Yue'er to continue complaining. She pretended to be calm and said nothing was wrong.

The scene was deadlocked and the atmosphere was awkward. Later, Li Ning'er said she had something to do and went back to the villa. Shen Qianrou forced Shen Yue'er to go back to Qianmu Hall. Zhou Sen had no choice but to follow Xiangcao back to the inn.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Sen still couldn't fall asleep. He kept tossing and turning, thinking about what Shen Yue'er wanted to say but didn't, and thinking about what happened in Qianmu Hall. While he was mumbling in confusion, someone knocked on the door, and it seemed that he could hear Shen Yue'er's voice. Zhou Sen suspected that he might have fallen asleep and dreamed about Shen Yue'er, so he ignored it. After a while, there was another more violent knock on the door, and Xiangcao began to yell outside the door, saying that if you didn't open the door, they would break in.

Zhou Sen woke up with a start. It turned out that he was not dreaming. It was Shen Yueer who was looking for him and woke up Xiangcao. He didn't know why Shen Yueer came to the inn so late, so he hurriedly opened the door. Looking at Zhou Sen who was half asleep and reluctant to open the door, Shen Yueer rolled her eyes and couldn't help complaining: "Damn Taoist priest, you are really heartless. You are sleeping soundly."

Zhou Sen was a little embarrassed, not knowing what happened, but it was always right to admit his mistakes first, so he hurriedly admitted his mistakes to Shen Yue'er. Shen Yue'er's tears flowed down, Zhou Sen was anxious, and wanted to reach out to comfort Shen Yue'er and wipe her tears, and ask what happened? But Shen Yue'er was resentful, and she avoided Zhou Sen with disgust, and no longer let Zhou Sen touch her easily. Resentfully, he said: "Don't ask anything, just follow me, you have no conscience, go and see for yourself."

Zhou Sen was not stupid. He had guessed something from what had happened in the past few days and the strangeness during the day. He hurriedly took some things from his room and put them in his sleeve pocket, and then went to Qianmu Hall with Shen Yue'er. Since Vanilla had been woken up by Shen Yue'er, she followed him.

It was a dark night. The inn, the streets, and Qianmutang were all dark. Apart from the lantern in Shen Yue'er's hand that illuminated the surroundings, there was no other light.

The inn was not far from Qianmutang, and the three of them soon arrived at Qianmutang. Qianmutang was also dark at this moment. Whether it was the waiters, maids, or Tiemutang's guards, they had all gone to bed early. Shen Yueer led Zhou Sen and Xiangcao through the corridor, the courtyard, and came to the backyard. In the dark courtyard, a light in a side room was particularly conspicuous.