The female boss of destiny, even villains have to work for me

"Is there anything valuable in this study?" Du Ran muttered to himself as he casually flipped through the papers on the desk with a bit of disdain.

The study hadn't been cleaned for a long time, and there was a layer of dust on it.

"Princess, are you going to sell the prince's study?" Liu Xihua was shocked. He also wanted money, but he wanted to sell such a small thing. He had to admit that he really had to learn from Du Ran. Small amounts of money were still money!

Du Ran nodded: "Why keep the things in here? Meng Yuan has been dead for so long. It's better to cash them in instead of wasting them."

Yu Chengfeng casually came to the painting again and asked, "Are you selling them all?"

"Of course, all these paintings, books, tables and chairs will be sold!" Du Ran had already planned to sell the study first and then the storage room.

"Ranran, are you short of money now?" Yu Chengfeng laughed a little nervously.

“We don’t need it, but we can’t let others get it for free!”

Liu Xihua understood, then smiled and came to Du Ran, hypocritically patting her shoulders: "In that case, then Princess, can you give us some of the money from the sale this time? Look, there are quite a few things in here..."

"Okay! Just like yesterday, split it equally!" Du Ran promised very generously. Liu Xihua's enthusiasm was immediately aroused and he couldn't wait to pack up.

When the things inside were moved, dust flew everywhere.

"It's too dusty in here, Ranran, why don't you go out first? Let Doctor Liu and I take care of it here." Yu Chengfeng suggested.

Du Ran coughed twice, then ran out quickly, shouting outside the door: "You two should be careful too, don't get hurt!"

Yu Chengfeng seemed to be busy inside, but he didn't organize anything. Instead, he kept glancing at the painting nervously.

On the other hand, Liu Xihua wished he could dig out gold from the tables and chairs.

Seeing that Liu Xihua didn't notice this, Yu Chengfeng was about to take the painting off the wall, roll it up and put it in his sleeves. At this time, Liu Xihua's puzzled voice came from above his head: "Brother Yu, what are you doing, embezzling it?"

Yu Chengfeng was obviously flustered, and laughed awkwardly: "No, I just want to tidy it up."

"This painting is very expensive, right? I don't understand it either, but I can tell at a glance that Brother Yu is an expert in this business. Whoever sees it will get half of it. I don't care if you want to sell it, but you have to give me half of the silver, otherwise I will tell the princess!" Liu Xihua stared with shrewd eyes and smiled proudly.

Yu Chengfeng looked at the painting in his hand, was silent for a while, and then shouted outside: "Ran Ran!"

Then, under Liu Xihua's astonished gaze, he took the painting and walked out calmly.

"Brother Yu, please think twice!" Liu Xihua shouted in a low voice, but Yu Chengfeng did not even turn his head to respond.

"What's wrong?" Du Ran walked over and looked at the scroll in Yu Chengfeng's hand curiously.

"Ran Ran, this painting is very precious and has great collection value. The market is not good now, so I'm afraid it won't sell for a good price."

"Ah? What kind of painting is it? How much is it worth?" Du Ran was somewhat interested: "There are actually valuable things in Meng Yuan's study?"

At this time, Liu Xihua also came out and looked at the painting with interest.

Yu Chengfeng carefully unfolded the painting and said, "This is Jiang Yizhi's flower and bird painting, his last painting. There are very few authentic works of Jiang Yizhi out there now, and this flower and bird painting is even rarer. It is roughly estimated to be worth 100,000 taels of silver, but the market is not good now. It would be great if an honest merchant could give 50,000 taels."

"Cut it in half? That's too much of a loss!" Du Ran murmured.

Yu Chengfeng nodded: "So Ranran, you might as well keep it as a treasure and sell it when the market gets better in a few years."

"Is this painting so valuable?" Liu Xihua couldn't believe that there was such a valuable thing: "Is Jiang Yizi famous?"

"It's a pity that you are a miraculous doctor in the world. Jiang Yizi is so famous. I suggest you make up for it!" Du Ran looked down on Liu Xihua.

Du Ran took the painting in surprise and looked at it again and again: "Then I have to keep it well. It will appreciate in value by 50,000 taels in two years. It will be a great profit!"

Yu Chengfeng smiled.

Liu Xihua was envious.

"It seems that this prince still has some stock." Liu Xihua sighed.

Then he cleaned up even harder.

"Brother Yu, do you think this painting is valuable?" Liu Xihua pulled out a slightly torn picture of a horse that was tucked into the corner, and asked Yu Chengfeng excitedly.

Yu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and said quietly, "Look at the signature at the bottom of this painting."

Liu Xihua took a closer look at the signature below and was shocked: "Meng Yuan?"

Yu Chengfeng shook his head helplessly: "Then it should be drawn by Meng Yuan himself."

"Is it valuable?"

“You can collect it.”

"Why should I collect it if it's worthless? Besides, the painter is not as good as me, and the horse hooves are flying off!" Liu Xihua said with disdain.

Yu Chengfeng's face darkened: "You don't know the goods."

Fortunately, Liu Xihua was so immersed in the disappointment that the painting was worthless that he didn't hear Yu Chengfeng scolding him.

When the study was almost moved, Fang Rong finally came over after hearing the noise.

"Oh, I thought you weren't coming!" Du Ran seemed to have been waiting for her.

Fang Rong looked puzzled as she looked at the dusty study room and the tables, chairs, calligraphy and paintings placed at the door. Before she could ask, Du Ran introduced them directly: "As you can see, these are all things from Meng Yuan's study room, and I will sell them later."

"What do you want to do with these things?" Fang Rong still didn't understand.

"Sell them for money!" Du Ran said seriously, "Not only this study, but also the woodshed. I'll clean them up in the next two days and sell the useless ones!"

"There's nothing I can do. I'm the princess and have the final say in the palace now. If I get unhappy, I might just clean up your room and sell it!" Du Ran said with a confident smile.

Fang Rong looked incredulous: "Princess, even if you have the final say, you can't do this!"

Du Ran pretended to be curious and asked back: "Why can't I do this? If I don't do this, will I wait for you to sell it and put it in my own pocket?"

"You...you are simply unreasonable!" Fang Rong stomped her feet.

Du Ran kindly reminded her: "Watch your words. If you make me unhappy, I will slap you!"

The red marks on Fang Rong's face were still swollen, and after Du Ran's reminder, it seemed to be even more painful. She quickly covered her face and looked at Du Ran warily.

Looking at Fang Rong's reaction, Du Ran was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't accuse me of bullying you. There are still some things left in this study, they all belong to you. I'll let you deal with them as you please this time, so that you don't feel unbalanced again." Du Ran pretended to be worried and afraid: "Don't go to the general's mansion to complain about me again. Although I'm not afraid, it's annoying!"

Fang Rong looked into the study room and saw the floor was in a mess. There was no valuable stuff anywhere.