Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

Pei Yu acted even faster than Gu Mingyue had expected.

It was late afternoon, around 3 PM that day.

His gang of spoiled young brothers were summoned one by one from various places.

Shen Miao, son of the Ministry of War official, Lin Xi, son of the Ministry of Revenue official, and ten members of the team gathered at the entrance of the logistics park.

These spoiled brats are now completely captivated by Gu Mingli's personal charm.

Upon hearing that it was Little Gu's sister who needed their help, they rushed over immediately.

Pei Yu stood at the very front, his hands behind his back, his face serious, as if he were about to lead his troops into battle.

"Brothers! There are a few things I need to say to everyone to spread the word around today."

Pei Yu roughly recounted the set of talking techniques that Gu Mingyue had taught him.

When he got to the crucial point, he lowered his voice and imitated Gu Mingyue's tone.

"Remember, the general idea is: even if you see it, say you didn't see it! If you're sure you know something, say you don't know it."

"Don't explain too much, just say it and leave. The more mysterious, the better."

Lin Xi tilted her head and listened, then blinked.

"Wait... does this mean we can talk or we can't?"

Pei Yu rubbed his forehead.

"It means you have to tell everyone. But when you do, you have to pretend you 'accidentally let it slip'."

Lin Xi suddenly realized and slapped his thigh.

"Understood! This isn't difficult!"

Shen Miao crossed her arms and asked seriously, "What if they ask for more details?"

Pei Yu shook his fan.

"I won't answer. Master Gu said that the more vague the details are, the more scared the other party will be. If you say too much, you'll be more likely to give yourself away."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Master Gu's affairs are Brother Gu's affairs. Brother Gu's affairs are our affairs."

"Brother Gu has taught us so many Cuju (ancient Chinese football) skills, what's a little help?"

"Yes! Just give a greeting."

Pei Yu nodded in satisfaction.

Distribute the list of key stores and corresponding sales scripts that Gu Mingyue gave us.

"Lin Xi is in charge of East Street, I'll take charge of West Street, Shen Miao will take charge of South Street, and the rest of you will go your separate ways."

"good!"

More than a dozen people were entrusted with important tasks and set off separately with great enthusiasm.

……

Not long after.

Lin Xi, fanning himself with a folding fan and accompanied by a young master, strolled leisurely to the entrance of "Jinhua Fang" on East Street.

Jinhua Lane is the largest silk shop in the capital.

The owner, Qian Fugui, is among the top five wealthy families in Beijing's business district.

He was the one who led the charge at Juxianlou last night to say they wouldn't participate in the auction.

Lin Qi did not go directly into the silk shop.

He stood at the tea stall diagonally opposite and bought two bowls of plum juice for two coins.

The tea stall was small, with only two low tables.

Right next to the side gate of Jinhua Lane, the waiters often come here to squat and drink tea when they take a break.

At that moment, two waiters from Jinhuafang were sitting nearby, chatting idly while holding bowls.

Lin Xi picked up the plum juice and took a sip, recalling the rhetoric Pei Yu had taught her.

What did I say?

Oh right... I'm not allowed to say.

But you have to say it.

You have to pretend it was an accident when you say it.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, feeling a bit confused.

He turned to ask the young master beside him.

Although she was speaking softly, the tea stall was so small that the person at the next table could hear her if they just leaned forward.

"Hey, what did Young Master Pei mean by that just now? Did you understand?"

The young master who was following him scratched his head; actually, he didn't quite understand either.

"They probably don't want us to say."

Lin Qi clapped his hands, remembering something.

But not many.

"Master Gu's meaning is that we must never reveal that the silk shop in the West Market has prepared five thousand taels of silver."

When asked, we can only say 'I don't know'.

The follower suddenly realized.

"Understood. So today, no matter who asks, we'll say we don't know."

Lin Xi nodded in satisfaction and waved his fan.

"Yes! Even if you saw it, say you didn't see it."

The young master, who was following along, understood.

"Understood. Absolutely confidential."

The two of them had finished speaking all the lines they could remember.

Any more and you won't be able to utilize your full potential.

Lin Xi drank the plum juice in one gulp, wiped his mouth, got up and left.

The two shop assistants from Jinhua Workshop, who were standing next to the tea stall, exchanged a glance.

He remained silent for a long while.

"These two...are they here to gossip?"

One of the men hesitated before speaking.

The other one immediately shook his head.

"No way? Who's ever seen someone so stupid as to gossip like that? Spilling out everything? Even the amount of money?"

"Is what they're saying true?"

"Hiss... isn't that silk shop in the West Market Ruixiang Pavilion?"

The two exchanged a glance, not even bothering to put down their teacups.

"Quickly! Go tell the master!"

Less than a quarter of an hour.

Qian Fugui's voice could be heard coming from inside Jinhua Lane.

"Who would hire a single-minded, spoiled brat for gossip?"

"Those kids can't even lie properly! If they were really acting, could they have acted that stupidly?"

The shopkeeper cautiously asked, "Then, sir... do you mean to believe or not?"

Qian Fugui paced around the room twice, becoming increasingly agitated.

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter. What if it's true? What if that Ruixiang Pavilion guy really spent five thousand taels to reserve a spot for GG, and I'm still here waiting like an idiot?"

He slammed his hand on the table.

"Someone! Quickly, go and find out! Did Ruixiangge secretly go to the logistics park behind our backs?"

One of the shop assistants jogged out of the shop and ran towards the West Market.

at the same time.

Nancheng, Cuifenghao Tea House.

Shen Miao walked past the back door of the tea shop with his hands behind his back.

Sun Maocai, the owner of Cuifenghao, was sitting in the backyard enjoying tea.

Seeing someone pass by through the half-open courtyard gate, I casually asked the waiter, "Whose young master is that?"

"Returning to the master, it seems to be the young master of the Shen family in the Ministry of War."

Sun Maocai said "Oh".

He's a spoiled brat, no need to pay him any mind.

However, Shen Miao stopped at the entrance of the tea shop and the pharmacy after walking only a few steps.

He pulled a slip of paper from his sleeve and glanced at it.

A little bit shy.

Should he say this at the main shop or at the shop across the street?

After a moment, Shen Miao decisively chose the former.

Go and make your statement to the person in question!

He went straight into the pharmacy.

"Shopkeeper."

Shen Miao leaned against the counter and lowered her voice.

"I heard that Mr. Zhou, the owner of Renhetang on South Street, went to the logistics park in the west of the city today?"

The scales in the pharmacy owner's hands were all stopped.

"Do you know what price he paid for that 'GG slot'?"

The shopkeeper was taken aback.

"I...haven't heard of it."

Shen Miao shook her head, looking somewhat uncertain.

"Oh~~~ Maybe I misheard."

He raised his hand and made an arch.

"Excuse me, goodbye."

Finished talking and left.

No dragging things out.

The pharmacy owner scratched his head and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the Cuifeng ship.

Then, on the wall of the neighboring courtyard, half of Sun Maocai's head was peeking out.

It's obvious they heard it.

The pharmacy owner looked away and didn't dare to say a word.

Sun Maocai withdrew his head, his expression subtle.

Zhou Fuhai of Renhetang.

Last night, while drinking at Juxianlou, he patted his chest and said he would never participate, saying something like, "Our business circle is of one mind, whoever goes is a coward."

Did you go to the logistics park today?

He thought again.

Wait, what if this is just a rumor?

but……

Who spreads rumors not in crowded places, but by going to the store of the person in question?

Sun Maocai put down his teacup and smacked his lips.

After thinking it over and over, I couldn't sit still any longer.

"go."

He waved to the waiter.

"Find someone clever to go to Pujitang in the west of the city and see who has been there."

……