On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Huo Changhe called him "Shopkeeper Yu" when he opened his mouth, but Shopkeeper Yu looked at him carefully and determined that he was unfamiliar and did not recognize him.

Moreover, this doesn’t sound like a nice thing to say.

Shopkeeper Yu forced a smile on his round face: "It's just some business chores."

Pretend not to hear it.

Shopkeeper Yu asked tentatively: "May I ask who the young master is..."

Huo Changhe loosened his hand slightly, and the lid of the teacup made a crisp sound. His tone was colder than ice: "Shopkeeper Yu is busy with chores, or is it about emptying the grain store?"

Shopkeeper Yu was surprised and said in amazement: "Why did the young master say this? Besides, what am I busy with? It's my business in the store, what does it have to do with the young master? There is something going on in the shop today, and I really don't have time to greet the young master. If the young master has nothing else to do, , please do as you please!”

Huo Changhe chuckled lightly and handed the tea cup to the secret guard: "Of course it happens, there is no need to say hello, just answer truthfully."

Shopkeeper Yu frowned: "What a loud tone, what exactly are you..."

"How dare you!" the secret guard yelled, "How dare you be rude to my young master."

Shopkeeper Yu was so angry that he laughed: "Who is so rude? I am treating you politely, but you are asking me questions. What does the matter in the store have to do with you?"

A cold voice sounded at the door: "Shopkeeper Yu, the new owner can't interfere with the store's affairs anymore? What's your rule?"

Shopkeeper Yu was startled, looking at Yan Ruyu who came in, and then at Huo Changhe who was as steady as a mountain.

"You...you are..."

"Shopkeeper Yu, haven't you met the new owner yet?" Yan Ruyu smiled with a knife hidden in her face and could not refuse.

Shopkeeper Yu's eyebrows beat twice, he tried his best to smile, called the clerk to the accountant, and said to Huo Changhe: "I don't know if this is the new owner. Please bear with me if I offend you."

"I thought that when the new owner comes, he will send someone to tell us first, so that we can make preparations to make things more festive for the owner and get some good luck."

Shopkeeper Yu is much better at talking than Shopkeeper Li. He doesn't speak directly and talks in a roundabout way.

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly, her eyes were dark and bright, without any hint of smile, and her eyes passed over them.

"Shopkeeper Yu is trying to get some luck from his employer?" Yan Ruyu directly challenged him, "Since my young master has been in charge of the family business, there are more than a thousand shops. The young master has never treated me harshly. Who wouldn't praise my employer's benevolence and righteousness?"

"As a bonus for opening a new business, the shopkeeper will naturally reward you with money," Yan Ruyu said, "But it also depends on how you give it."

Her words were cold, as if wrapped in thin ice and broken snow: "Shopkeeper Yu, is your shop worthy of it?"

Shopkeeper Yu's round face turned red, anger and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled stiffly at the corner of his mouth, his expression slightly ferocious.

"What the girl said, I have been working hard for the shop for more than ten years. I have never rested during the New Year and I have never wasted a grain of rice. When you come up and accuse me, I want to ask, why?"

"After more than ten years of hard work," Yan Ruyu smiled meaningfully, "That has nothing to do with my young master. He doesn't take a break during the New Year. You should go to the county government to show your merit."

"As for why," Yan Ruyu glanced at the rice vat in the shop, "Since you said you haven't wasted a grain of rice, well, let's weigh it face to face and take stock of the rice in this shop. Does it match the ledger? .”

Upon hearing these words, Shopkeeper Yu's brain, which had been heated by fire, cooled down again, and his heart pounded in his chest.

Inventory over weighing? Is this a big deal?

There is not even a grain of rice in the shop now!

"This……"

He was just about to find an excuse, but Yan Ruyu didn't give him a chance at all. He glanced at the secret guard, who immediately went to the rice vat and lifted the lids of several rice vats in succession.

"Back to you, Master, the tank is empty, this one is, this one is, and this one is still empty!"

When the secret guard said this, Shopkeeper Yu's eyelids twitched.

Huo Changhe's face was as dark as water, his eyes were like daggers, and the strong pressure made them take two steps back and almost kneel down.

Yan Ruyu's voice was like ice beads rolling down: "Shopkeeper Yu has been working hard for more than ten years and has never wasted a grain of food. May I ask, where has all the food gone?"

Huo Changhe glanced at the secret guard, who then went to search the backyard warehouse.

Shopkeeper Yu said bravely: "I don't know what's going on. The food in this store suddenly..."

The secret guard came back from the backyard and shouted: "Sir, girl, there is not a single grain of food in the warehouse!"

Shopkeeper Yu quickly continued: "There was still food in the store yesterday, but it was gone when we arrived early this morning."

"Where did you move the grain to?" Yan Ruyu's smile faded, and there was anger in her tone. "When I learned that the owner was changing, I was unhappy, so I moved the grain?! Shopkeeper Yu, who taught you to do this?"

Shopkeeper Yu felt bitter: "No, I didn't transfer it. There was still food when we closed yesterday. There was some in the front tank and some in the back warehouse. But for some reason, after I came here early this morning, it was all empty!"

"Haha," Yan Ruyu laughed briefly, "You mean, the food disappeared overnight, but you didn't know anything about it?"

"Exactly."

"Presumptuous!" Yan Ruyu scolded, "You said this, do you believe it? Before, you said that you should work hard and not waste a grain of food. Now you say that all the grain is lost, not a grain is left! Let me ask you, with so much grain, If you want to transport them all, how many cars and horses do you need? There are so many cars and horses, loading and hauling, and you don’t know a single bit of information? Shopkeeper Yu, do you think my young master is a fool? "

Shopkeeper Yu couldn't argue. It sounded like he was making it up, but it turned out to be true.

He wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "My boss, this is the truth. I never lied a word!"

"I don't believe a word of the facts you said," Huo Changhe said slowly, "It seems that you miss your old master and don't want to work with my new boss. In this case, I won't force you."

He stood up and said, "Forget it, I don't have to waste my time with you. I'll go to the county lord's mansion and talk."

Shopkeeper Yu's throat rolled. It was good that he didn't take it anyway. He said the same thing when he saw the eldest son. I think the eldest son would believe him because of their years of friendship.

Besides, now that the situation is like this, he can no longer work with the new owner. He still has to find another way out, and this way out has to be arranged by the eldest son.

"Okay, then I will go with you and see the eldest son. I said the same thing. I think the eldest son will believe me."

He was full of confidence, and sarcasm flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes.

believe him? His thinking was too simple.

……

Huo Changxian didn't sleep all night, so he stayed up all night sitting opposite the shaman.

His eyes were red now, his throat was hoarse, and his head was buzzing.

I didn't sleep all night, and I was so anxious that my head was feeling heavy.

The shaman's condition was not much better than him. He had been very sleepy for a long time and would be woken up by him every time he closed his eyes.

Jinshan was completely devastated. He had used this method to interrogate prisoners in the past, commonly known as "making an eagle". He would not let him sleep if he wanted to, so he was forced to do so. Even a raptor like an eagle had to endure it until he was obedient and had no temper.

He never expected that this method would be used on him today, or that the savior he thought would use it on him.

"Shaman, have you figured it out? Can you tell me?" Huo Changxian asked.

I can’t even count how many times I’ve asked this question.

Jinshan simply wanted to die.