The wife is crazy!

Because Mo Yuansheng behaved in a bohemian manner, often hanging out in brothels, with countless women around him, and his motto was to be free and easy.

The only conflict between the two in their previous life was that Jiang Tang crushed his business empire, and he took the women he supported and hid in a remote place.

The two have no intersection.

Tsk~

"It turned out to be this man."

Jiang Tang silently moved Xiaobai away, trying not to lead Xiaobai astray.

"Wife master?"

Jiang Youbai tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"He's fine, don't worry about him."

Jiang Tang glanced at Mo Yuansheng with a sharp eye, and Mo Yuansheng broke out in a cold sweat.

Although my wrist can move freely, I still feel waves of pain.

Obviously scared...

"It's okay, it's okay. I have something else to do in the store, so I'll leave first."

Mo Yuansheng ran away without even looking back. He didn't care about his gait at all. He just ran as fast as he could.

Feeling the hem of his clothes being pulled, Jiang Tang lowered his head.

"Wife, I want to eat chestnut cake."

"purchase!"

Jiang Tang brought Xiao Bai back to the store, waved his hand, and packed up all the pastries and sent them to Jiang's house.

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————Yongji Tailor Shop

Yongji Tailor Shop is a well-known shop in Qingzhou City. It has been around for a long time and has many customers, but the owner always uses despicable means to suppress surrounding shops.

Chen Yong, wearing gold and silver jewelry, sat in an armchair, listening to his subordinates' reports and sneering with contempt.

"Then there's nothing special about Linlang Pavilion. I just got the formula."

The servant complimented him and said.

"Everything is ready, except for these few spices. I went to all the major spice shops in Qingzhou City, but they have never heard of them!"

Chen Yong pursed his lips and frowned secretly.

At this moment, a servant suddenly came forward to serve tea. The familiar smell of spices startled Chen Yong.

He grabbed the servant's hand and asked.

"Where do you get the spices?"

"There is an exotic spice merchant in the outer street. The slave was bought from him."

Chen Yong shook off the servant's hand and strode straight to the street vendors with his servants.

Sure enough, the place was crowded with people. The two of them finally squeezed in, and inside was a foreigner wearing strange clothes.

The accent is unique, but I can barely understand it.

And all the spices they were looking for are available here.

"If you want to buy it, hurry up. I'm back in the grassland and won't be here for a few years."

When Chen Yong heard this, he thought it was incredible. He already had the formula and was only one step away from success. He couldn't give up halfway.

After asking, I found out that they had four carriages for such spices. I asked the price, and it was shockingly high.

Even Chen Yong, who had a wealthy family, couldn't come up with so much money at once. After thinking it over again, he discussed it with the vendor.

"We can sign an agreement first. I'll give you half the money first, and then I'll give you the other half when I have cash after selling all the goods."

When the vendor saw that this was a big business, he naturally tried his best to make it happen.

Nodded and agreed.

The fifty thousand taels were handed over to the foreign peddler.

The foreign vendor handed the money to Jiang Tang, who sat in a chair in the hall with the banknote on the table next to him.

Xiaobai was counting the silver notes one by one, one note worth one hundred taels, a total of five hundred.

Xiaobai had a lot of fun counting, but he never got the number right, either too much or too little.

The so-called foreign vendor was just a person from Huangquan in disguise.

Jiang Tang leaned over and supported his head, watching Jiang Youbai counting the money over and over again with gentle eyes.

Ever since Xiaobai cried in front of the pastry shop, he changed. He became more dependent on her, more casual, and happier.

It was like a heavy shackle was suddenly lifted off.

Become extremely comfortable.

His gaze shifted to the silver note in Xiaobai's hand, and his eyes gradually became deep. The good show was about to begin.

Qingzhou City has been very busy recently. First, Linlang Pavilion inexplicably stopped selling scented silk, and then Yongji Tailor Shop began to vigorously promote "honey silk".

The fragrance is exactly the same as that of fragrant silk.

But people don't care about all this and are trying their best to buy the material they desire.

Chen Yong did enjoy a bit of success, but soon news came out that all the prostitutes and waiters in the brothels were wearing scented silk and standing at the door to welcome and see off guests.

It does affect the reputation of the fabric, but it is a minor problem. The reason why Chen Yong spent so much money to get this fragrant silk is because it is addictive.

When it comes to addictive things, no one cares about their reputation. Even if they are harmful, you will still be eager to get them.

I thought this matter would gradually pass, but I didn't expect that there were frequent reports of patrons dying suddenly while seeking pleasure in major brothels.

Common name: horse wind.

There were too many of them, and people began to panic. The brothel business plummeted, and finally the government intervened.

The conclusion was: there was something wrong with the fabrics of the clothes worn by those young prostitutes. When they were taken back to the government office for investigation, it was found that the incense was actually a death talisman.

Inhaling this fragrance for a long time will make you feel excited, and the burden on your cardiopulmonary system will be greatly increased. When you seek pleasure, your emotions will become even more excited, leading to cerebral hemorrhage and death.

The treasure that everyone was vying for has now become a death warrant.

The hawker from another place had already disappeared.

Linlang Pavilion, which had long stopped selling this product, faded from everyone's sight, and Yongji Tailor Shop became the target of public criticism.

Chen Yong was even thrown into jail. The Chen family spent countless sums of money to bribe people and finally got Chen Yong out.

Just when the Chen family was in dire straits, Jiang Tang came to the door with an IOU.

Only then did Chen Yong realize that all this was actually Jiang Tang's conspiracy.

Chen Mansion Lobby

Jiang Tang sat in the first seat calmly, with a nonchalant look on her face and her eyelids half-raised, looking like a dissolute woman.

Standing behind him was Ling Yu with an expressionless face.

"You've gone too far, aren't you afraid that I'll report you to the authorities as the man behind that hawker's scheme?!"

"Chi——"

Jiang Tang sneered, lazily turned his gaze to Chen Yong, pointed his finger at his knee, and spoke with disdain.

"Is Boss Chen blind? The contract clearly states that the vendor borrowed 50,000 taels of silver from me, but she couldn't pay it back, so she used Boss Chen's note as collateral."

"Now that the vendor is nowhere to be found, Jiang has to come and bother Boss Chen. Since she is the one behind the scenes who is borrowing money, then Boss Chen must also have a close relationship with her. Otherwise, how could he owe her such a large sum of money?"

That doesn't make sense. It's normal that you owe her money.

It's not normal that she owes me money!

Chen Yong was speechless after being retorted by Jiang Tang. It was not that she did not want to pay the fifty thousand taels, but her Chen Mansion really did not have the fifty thousand taels now!

"Boss Jiang, please show some mercy and let Chen live!"

"Boom-"

Chen Yong was forced to kneel down in front of Jiang Tang.