Outside the Zhao family rice shop, the shopkeeper Zhao counted the quantity early in the morning and waited for "Young Master Li" to come in the shop.

A hundred stones of japonica rice is a big business wherever it is. If it is done, he will get a lot more monthly this month. Therefore, before dawn, he came to pick up the goods, and then prepared the best tea and waited for people to come.

When the guy came in and informed Mr. Li and his group arrived, he stood up and greeted him with an anxious smile on his face.

"Young Master Li, you are finally here."

Manager Zhao bowed to Fu Tian, ​​and arched his body slightly to invite him in, and drank a cup of tea with a heart-warming feeling. Seeing that he had lice on his body, Fu Tian couldn't sit still, so he said lightly, "Are the rice and grain I want? Is Manager Zhao ready?"

"I've prepared it a long time ago. I'll take you to see it?" Manager Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Fu Tian nodded, stood up and put his hands on his back, raised his chin at him, "I'll ask Manager Zhao to lead the way."

The group followed Manager Zhao to the yard behind the rice shop. Nearly twenty bags of japonica rice were neatly placed on the open space in the yard, all of which were packed in the most ordinary cloth bags.

Fu Tian narrowed his eyes and bent his mouth slightly, "I'll inspect the goods first, if the rice is not good..."

"Don't worry, it's definitely the best japonica rice!" Manager Zhao said anxiously: "You can test it."

Fu Tian smiled at him, his eyes meaningful, "Then I'll let someone test it."

As he said that, he walked to the rice pile, pointed to a bag of rice casually, and said to Chu Xiangtian: "A Tian, ​​pour out this bag of rice."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Fu Tian pretended to behave like a decent person, pointed at Mibiao and ordered him, then took it back and kept it behind him. His pointed chin was restrained, and his eyes glanced at him slanted, probably still getting angry about what happened last night.

"Yes, young master." Chu Xiangtian rolled up his sleeves and accepted his fate and became a servant this time. He easily lifted the rice bag, untied the mouth, and poured all the bags of rice into the basket next to him.

White rice grains accumulate in the basket and exudes a crystal luster under the sunlight. The rice grains are short and round, and have a crystal clear color. They are indeed fresh and good rice.

Fu Tian stepped forward, fiddled his fingers in the rice pile for a few random times, and then, to everyone's surprise, picked up the rice bag that was thrown aside.

He opened the rice bag and looked at the words at the bottom. Fu Tian slowly curled the corners of his mouth, turned the sack over and looked out, pointing at a small "Fu" on it and asked, "Shopkeeper Zhao, what is this?"

Starting from his abnormal check of the rice bag, Manager Zhao had a bad premonition, but he recalled it but didn't feel any omissions. Now Fu Tian put the black "Fu" character as big as a fingernail on the rice bag in front of him, and he realized something was wrong.

This group of people join forces to make a trap for him.

Manager Zhao looked ugly, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes. Finally, he forced himself to suppress it and asked with a harsh and cowardly voice, "You are not here to buy rice! Come!"

He said that he was about to go out and call someone. Chang Xi was closest to him, so he stepped forward and kicked him in the bend of his legs, and cut his hands back to make him kneel on the ground.

"Don't move around, otherwise don't blame Grandpa for being too hard."

The two had a huge gap in strength. Manager Zhao was pressed by him, panting and looking at Fu Tian with red eyes, "Who are you?"

Fu Tian smiled at him, "You will know soon."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Ji hurried over with four constables, "Young Master, you have already reported to the official as you said."

Manager Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground, widened his eyes, stared at Fu Ji tightly and looked at Fu Tian standing with his hands behind his back, and his face turned pale.

Fu Jita recognized him. The housekeeper of the Wen family accompanied Mrs. Wen to the shop for inspection. The manager of the Fu family had been angry with him. Later, they collected the account book and left. They thought they had not been discovered, but now it seems that the other party did not find it, but they are waiting for them here.

Please ask Zhou Chuanqing to negotiate with several constables here. Fu Tian took Fu Ji and Chu Xiangtian to the Fu family rice shop together.

This time he did not hide his identity, so he took the butler to the Fu family rice shop in a swagger.

The waiter I saw yesterday was not here, and there was only a middle-aged man in his forties lowering his head and fiddling with his abacus.

"Manager Li." Fu Ji coughed lightly, reminding him of the existence of his group.

Manager Li raised his head and saw Fu Tian a little shocked, then smiled and greeted him, "Wang Wen, why are you free to come here?"

Fu Ji held his hands and said lightly: "There will be no Wen family in the future, only the Fu family."

Regardless of Manager Li's stiff smile, he turned sideways and gave up Fu Tian, ​​"This is the eldest young master, and he will take over everything in the shop in the future."

Manager Li twitched his cheeks and showed a disgusting smile. He looked at Fu Tian, ​​who was still childish on his face, and said respectfully, "I have seen the eldest young master."

Fu Tian nodded, walked over to the counter, walked casually, and said slowly: "I will take over the Fu family's business from now on. This time I came here to count the inventory."

Manager Li's face froze and said dryly: "It will not be a matter of time before the accumulation of rice and grain in the warehouse is accumulated."

Fu Tian looked at him with a smile, "I will arrange personnel. Manager Li will take me to the warehouse for a look now."

Manager Li bowed his body, and a fine cold sweat appeared on his forehead. His mind quickly turned, thinking about what reason to fool him.

"Mr. Li, why are you here? Have you counted all the rice and grain?"

The waiter who was tidying up in the backyard saw Fu Tian as soon as he entered the door. He came over to say hello enthusiastically, and everyone's eyes fell on him at the same time.

The atmosphere in the room was a bit strange.

The waiter stopped hesitantly, with a little confused face, not understanding why they were all looking at him.

"Mr. Li?"

Manager Li lost all blood on his face, and his lips trembled, and he certainly knew that the young master of the Li family who bought 100 stones of rice was still happy yesterday and had an additional investment. The money he received in this business was higher than the monthly rate he had been in charge for a year.

The happier he was yesterday, and now he was so frightened when he looked at Fu Tian’s cold face.

Unable to control his weak legs, he knelt on the ground with a "splash" and looked at Fu Tian begging for mercy, "The eldest young master..."

"What is Manager Li doing? Get up and take me to the warehouse first."

Fu Tian had no expression on his face, but there was a blade hidden in his beautiful eyes. Manager Li felt that he would faint if he looked at it for a while.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground and motionless, Chang Xi stepped forward with a wink and lifted the person up with his collar, and said impatiently: "Master, don't be too slow, let's lead the way if you ask you to lead the way!"

Manager Li stood up straight with trembling trembling, not knowing whether he could hear it or not. He shook his two soft legs like noodles and walked towards the warehouse behind him.

The confused waiter finally understood what was going on. He looked at Fu Tian in horror, his lips trembled a few times, and he didn't even dare to say anything begging for mercy.

Thinking of what he said in front of the eldest son yesterday, he opened his eyes wide in fear, and looked at the coercion in front of him, and it was like falling into an ice cave in an instant.

Chu Xiangtian followed Fu Tian and said secretly, "The young master really surprised him every day, and his stern face was particularly cute."

He rudely carried the waiter who was slumped on the ground, and Chu Xiangtiancai followed.

Everyone came to the warehouse door. Manager Li took off the key from his waist, his hands trembled. After trying several times, he couldn't insert the key into the key hole.

Chang Xi snatched the key impatiently and opened the door neatly.

The warehouse gate made a heavy creaking sound, slowly opening to both sides. The dim warehouse raised dust, and Fu Tian didn't dislike it and walked in directly.

The rice shop warehouse is very large. In the past, when the business is good, the rice shop would stock up a lot of grain. Because it was far apart, it would be too time-consuming and laborious to raise it from the farm after it was sold out. In addition, several other shops were closer to Shangming Town, so they would also come to Shangming Town to adjust grain. Therefore, the rice shop in Shangming Town will send the freshest rice every year. The rice stored by the two rice shops is enough to fill most of the warehouse.

But now, the warehouse was almost empty and nothing was left. The only part of the rice was piled up in the dark corner. Fu Tian stepped forward, picked up the hollow awl on the side and inserted it into the rice bag. The rice inside poured out and fell to the ground.

The color is yellow and it smells moldy, and it is all old rice.
Chapter completed!