Fu Jin married: Qing Dynasty first brother asked not to flirt

Chapter 230 One Hundred Thousand Snowflake Silver

Seeing everyone walking away, Tong Jiaqi looked at Qin's mother with a smile, "I'm sorry for the nanny."

Ruyi stepped forward and put the tray on the table, opened the white porcelain cup, scooped up chicken soup with a spoon and put it in a bowl for Tong Jiaqi, then handed it up with both hands.

Tong Jiaqi looked at the clear color of the chicken soup, exuding a little smell of ginseng, and couldn't help frowning. There were a few red wolfberries floating on it.

Mother Qin knew that Tong Jiaqi didn't like to eat ginseng, but now that she's working so hard, why don't she make up for it?I feel that my Fujin doesn't eat as much as Wu Ya's next door.

"Master, drink it, your body is important." Qin's mother persuaded her before she spoke.

Tong Jiaqi was quite helpless, looking at Qin's mother's worried eyes, she still drank with a spoon. She was tired these days, and her immunity seemed to have dropped.

Halfway through drinking the chicken soup, Hai Lan came in, her little face flushed from the cold, and seeing Tong Jiaqi eating, she said, "Master, Nanny Li and Nanny Rong have counted some warehouses, and they said it was when the mansion was opened. There are 20 taels more."

"How much?" Tong Jiaqi shook her hand, and the spoon fell from her hand and fell into the bowl with a "clang".

Seeing her surprised look, Hailan knew that her master was thinking too much, so she quickly said, "Master, they are all literary treasures, not cash."

Hearing what Hailan said, Tong Jiaqi was relieved, "Oh, antiques."

It is a lie to say that it is not lost, those antiques have a fart use, and now they are not exchanged for money, they can be regarded as real estate.

Xu'er continued to drink the soup with a spoon, and asked casually, "What about the cash in our house, how much is it?"

"The profit in the past six months, excluding the expenses of the family, is almost 10 taels of silver." Hailan thought for a while before saying.

10 taels?I have only been in charge of these shops for less than half a year, so I actually earn so much?

In fact, Tong Jiaqi has forgotten that there are not only a few shops in her hands, there are more than 20 in total, and the net profit of a month is divided equally, and this one is only two or three thousand taels, which is not too many. It's only in the early 3000s, which is nothing.

Qin's mother knew a little about these things. Seeing Tong Jiaqi's surprise, she opened her mouth to analyze it for her. After hearing this, Tong Jiaqi's excited expression immediately faded away.

"What, there is no change at all!" Tong Jiaqi couldn't help being a little discouraged, after all, at the beginning, the dim sum shop's monthly turnover was small.

Seeing Tong Jiaqi's discouraged look, Hai Lan immediately said, "Master, how could there be no change? Thinking about the previous year, it was only 5000 taels, but now it's 10 taels in half a year. How could there be no change."

Hearing Hai Lan's words suddenly, Tong Jiaqi thought about it again, yes, one year to clear the magistrate, one hundred thousand snowflakes.

It's really nothing to me. In fact, it's only when she really takes care of the house that Tong Jiaqi realizes her previous whim.

I used to think that 1 taels a year would be enough, but now, 1 taels a month is enough.

Not to mention anything else, the mansion has added people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs one after another, a few masters, this is not enough for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and walking around on weekdays.

"Are the rewards from Wu Yashi and Guan Gege ready?" Tong Jiaqi nodded, put down the empty bowl in her hand, and then looked at Hailan and asked.

(End of this chapter)