A concubine enters the mansion? Reborn, three matchmakers and six engagements to marry the Prime Min

Mr. Qian was slightly stunned. He had been managing the Shen family's accounts for more than ten years. Even when the second wife took over, she spoke politely to him because she relied on him.

This third lady, at such a young age, is so ruthless in her words and actions?

Do you really have someone to rely on, or do you simply not know how to manage a household or win over the accountant?

He guessed it was the latter.

Thinking of this, Mr. Qian smiled and said, "Yes, I will listen to the third lady."

Why is this third lady acting so arrogantly here today? She will have to beg him in the future. After so many years of accounting, I still have this confidence.

The second wife, Mrs. Yang, didn't expect that Su Qingyu would immediately blush when she entered the door. She thought to herself that she was still young and didn't have any city power at all. If you want to run your home well, the last person you should not offend is the accountant.

Yang looked at Su Qingyu: "Third brother and sister, do you want to see the account book first? No problem, I will hand over the keys and seal to you."

Su Qingyu smiled and said, "You don't have to read it. My second sister-in-law just gave me those."

What to see? They are all smoothed accounts, so it would be strange to see something wrong.

When Mr. Qian heard what Su Qingyu said, his expression became even more relaxed. It seemed that these three ladies were the ones who did it, and they looked very powerful, probably just to frighten them.

I gave her the accounts, but she probably couldn't understand them.

Yang thought the same thing and thought to herself, wouldn't she give up her choice in two days?

After receiving Yang's seal and key, Su Qingyu left the accounting room and took several maids to the kitchen.

The Shen family's kitchen is a courtyard with two entrances. The first entrance is the kitchen, and the second entrance is the warehouse for storing ingredients.

When Su Qingyu arrived there, Mrs. Li, the kitchen steward, was busy with people.

Mrs. Yan, who is in charge of purchasing, is receiving the newly delivered anchovies and lamb legs.

Mrs. Yan also has an identity, she is the biological sister of the old lady's nanny. Because of this relationship, the old lady also relied heavily on Mrs. Yan. Mrs. Yan can also talk, and she always entertains the old lady for a long time when she goes to greet her during festivals.

When several people saw Su Qingyu coming in person, they all stopped what they were doing to salute her. They also heard that this third lady would be the housekeeper from now on.

Mrs. Yan smiled and said flatteringly: "The third lady is here? Do you have any orders?"

"You're busy with your business, I'll just take a look." Su Qingyu said casually.

Seeing what she said, Mrs. Yan continued to direct her people to weigh the scales, and stamped her seal on the delivery ledger.

Su Qingyu glanced at it from the corner of her eye. It said eight pounds of leg of lamb, one hundred yuan per pound.

But Su Qingyu looked at the leg of lamb and thought it only weighed five kilograms. The price of 100 yuan was too high. She works as a housekeeper in the Su family, and the most expensive leg of lamb on the market now only costs 60 cents.

This leg of lamb is only five hundred cents short.

Even though five hundred cents is not much, it is only the money paid for a leg of lamb. There are dozens of Shen family masters and aunts from various courtyards, and there are hundreds of servants. The amount of daily food and clothing expenses is huge, a little bit here, a 10% there, which is a lot of money.

Su Qingyu remained calm and went to the kitchen again.

When the kitchen takes things from the warehouse, it needs to check the weight and quantity. This is also to check and balance each other, and there is a constraint.

Mrs. Li, the kitchen manager, happened to bring the leg of lamb over, and she also put her fingerprint on the handover account book in the warehouse, indicating that she had indeed taken an eight-pound leg of lamb.

Su Qingyu pretended to be curious and asked casually: "How much does this leg of lamb weigh?"

Mrs. Li's eyes visibly flashed, and she returned to normal in an instant.

"How do you know how the third lady knows about these rough jobs? This leg of lamb doesn't look big, but its bones are heavy."

After saying that, he weighed it in his hand again, "Well, I measured it to be more than eight kilograms. Don't worry, Third Madam, our hand is a scale. Items that have been passed on all year round will not be bad."

Su Qingyu nodded, as if she believed what Mrs. Li said.

Coming out of the kitchen, Jade whispered: "Madam, when I followed the third cousin, I went to the place where cattle and sheep were sold in the north. The leg of lamb didn't weigh more than eight pounds. They were looking at us for nothing. Got it, tricking us."

"Do you want to tell the old lady about this?"

Su Qingyu walked back while saying, "What do you have to tell? The kitchen purchaser said they bought eight kilograms, the kitchen said they cooked eight kilograms, and the accountant paid out eight kilograms of money. The lamb leg is already in the pot, and no matter who we tell, we can't produce any evidence."

After all, Jade had been with Lin Wuchen before, and was much more sensitive to business matters than Pearl.

As soon as his mind turned around, he exclaimed in a low voice: "Madam, you mean, these people are all colluding?"

"Then let's catch them tomorrow, shall we?"

Su Qingyu shook her head, "It's useless to start this matter in the kitchen. At most, they said they were negligent or deceived. If we want to solve it completely, we have to start in the accounting room."

Her purpose is not only to tidy up the inner house, but also to take action against the main house. The hatred from the previous life is still vivid in my mind. If Dafang doesn't pay the price, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in her heart.

Pearl asked puzzledly: "Don't the old lady know about such a big thing?"

Su Qingyu chuckled, "How could you not know? But if the water is clear, there will be no fish. As long as nothing serious happens, the old lady won't ask too much."

But she happened to know a big thing, a big thing that Chen couldn't handle.

In the previous life, in early July of this year, the son of Mr. Qian, the accountant, injured a young master from a large family in a restaurant. The other party refused to give up and wanted the life of Mr. Qian's son. At that time, Mr. Qian came to see Ms. Chen, and she happened to hear the two of them talking in the waterside pavilion.

Mr. Qian wanted Chen to help save his son, but Chen was too busy at the time and didn't want to help. Mr. Qian threatened and mentioned the scene of the death of the old man of the Shen family. Although he didn't say it explicitly, judging from the reactions of the two people, the death of the old man Shen was directly related to Chen.

Mr. Qian also said that he has another set of account books, which record the real accounts of the Hou Mansion over the years. At that time, Mrs. Chen's face changed drastically and she asked him why he didn't have a fever? Mr. Qian said, just to protect himself one day. He has done too many bad things and is afraid of retribution.

Mrs. Chen agreed to Mr. Qian's request and spent money the next day to beg someone to get Mr. Qian's son out of prison. That night, Mr. Qian's house caught fire at night, killing more than a dozen members of his family.

It was early July... there was still more than a month. She had the patience to wait for Mr. Qian to deliver it to her door.

Before that, she couldn't reveal any clues. She didn't know where Mr. Qian's accounts were. Without evidence, she couldn't tell Shen Zhixiu to her eldest sister-in-law and the accountant in the mansion.

So waiting is the best way.

The master and servants talked and walked towards the west courtyard. Su Qingyu planned to meet with the steward of the mansion later, and she had to explain the rules that should be discussed.

But before she could see the stewards, one of the stewards came to her.

The person who came was the steward in charge of the large warehouse in the inner courtyard of the mansion, named Xiangdong.

"Third Madam, tomorrow the Second Lady will go to the Xuanwu Marquis Mansion to attend the flower party. Before, the Second Madam chose three paintings and said she could choose any one."

"I think I am now your housekeeper. Can you help me decide which painting to choose as a gift?"

A sneer flashed in Su Qingyu's eyes. She was worried about who to choose for surgery. The incense manager is a "good guy" and he delivered it to his door.