Chapter 121: She spent, spent, spent...

"Well, father, my daughter knows about this," Shen Qingrong touched the little purse on her body, "The plum fragrance on my body was made by my younger sister to give me. The scent made by my younger sister was cured by Princess Jun. Dreaming, did my father forget?"
"This is really..." Shen Dingshan wiped the cold sweat on his head, "I thought it was an exaggeration, but it turned out to be so."
"But, this fragrance, why is it so..."
Shen Dingshan pointed to a pile of gold and silver.
"The incense made by our sister is unique in the world," Madam He raised her face with respect, but her eyes were tearful.
"Because she is the daughter of the Lou family, she is the daughter of the young lady. The Lou family lives with a strange fragrance, and has been able to recognize passion and debating flavors since birth. She is a natural incense maker. My lady is the same as my sister."
"My family A Ning is really amazing." Shen Dingshan held Shen Qingci and turned around for several times. After a while, his eyes became dizzy. After a long time, he was relieved. As a result, he saw Shen Dingshan rubbing his hands. A look of sorry and embarrassment.
He seemed a little overwhelmed.
"Are you okay?" Shen Dingshan quickly touched his daughter's face.
Shen Qingci shook his head, "Daddy, A Ning is fine."
"Let’s go first," Shen Dingshan picked up his daughter Min, and walked out. The door of the private library was also locked. The only key was with Madam He, and Madam Bao told Shen Qing’s words. No matter how loyal, this key, except for her, Shen Qingci did not believe in anyone, let alone give it to anyone.
"Yipinxiang is yours?"
Shen Dingshan felt that this day he was really ups and downs than he fought several battles.
Yipinxiang is already very famous throughout, and he has only heard others say that it is Yipinxiang Rijin Doujin, it seems to be related to him, of course he only listens to it, but never thought it was really related, who made him really The old man, thinking to himself, I don’t know who wants to borrow his fame, but he just doesn’t act as a criminal. If you want to borrow it, just borrow it. Anyway, he can’t lose a piece of meat. Of course, he I have forgotten it a long time ago. I gave my daughter a shop. No, I only know today.
If he pays a little attention, he will know that Yipinxiang belongs to his family A Ning. No matter what he does, he can do things no matter what. After all, if he makes so many silvers a day, it will inevitably be missed by people. Now, don’t know what to lose?
Shen Qingci sat on the table, shaking his two short legs.
"A Ning's name, okay?"
Shen Qingci has a small, pleasing appearance, which seems to be saying, "Praise me quickly, praise me faster."
"Well, it sounds good." Shen Dingshan touched his daughter's little head. He was really scared by his daughter today. She is only six years old, but she has earned a million taels of silver. If this is known to others Yes, that's okay.
No, he must protect his daughter. If someone asks about it in the future, he will say that he has already sold the shop and he doesn't know who opened it.
Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for people to know that it was made by his little A Ning, such a small child, who can earn so much silver, is an evil for others.
"Let me show my father," he squeezed his daughter's face again. He had to get familiar with Yipinxiang's account first.
"Daddy will watch it?"
Shen Qingci expressed his suspicion. Her father has been a big boss for the rest of his life, so he would not look at the books or anything else. Sometimes when he sees a headache, he either tears up the books or eats them.
"Why, look down on Daddy?"
This is not the first time that Shen Dingshan has made his daughter look down. Although it is still a blow, he is used to it, otherwise he will really be sad.
"Your dad, although I am a martial artist, I am not illiterate. Of course I can read this book."
"Okay," Shen Qingci agreed. The pictures are in her courtyard, so Madam He can take them. Madam He keeps all those things and knows where to put them?
After a while, Mother He came back with a few books of account. This is the account Yipinxiang has kept this year.
Shen Dingshan took the account book and turned it over. As for Shen Qingci, he stepped on her father's clothes and played with him.
Shen Dingshan turned page by page, Yipinxiang’s account book was very clear, and of course it was simple and straightforward. One knot per day, one knot on three days, one knot on seven days, one knot every month, and another half a year. Once, the last is a year.
And he looked at the last number of the ledger
A total of 1,800,000 taels, one million taels in storage, then, this is nearly 800,000 taels. Where did the 800,000 taels go, and by whom?
"A Ning, how about eight hundred thousand taels?"
He asked his daughter first, wondering if someone cheated away 800,000 taels, or if the false account was reported to his daughter?
As a result, Shen Qingci kicked Shen Dingshan's clothes.
"A Ning Hua."
spent.
flower.
Up.
She spent?
Really spent?
This is 800,000 taels, not 80 taels, nor 80 taels. Not to mention 80 taels. Even one tael is enough for her to spend a few months on her senior year, but she gave 800,000 taels for whatever reason. spent?
At this time, Shen Dingshan really had the urge to kill him. He had a daughter who would make money. Of course, this one would make money, and she was also able to spend it. Eight hundred thousand taels were gone.
"Tell your dad, what did you buy?"
Shen Dingshan met his daughter’s big grunting eyes. The child’s face was small and shrewd, and his eyes were clever and energetic. How could he never imagined that his little A Ning would make money like this? He was not a child at all. , This is a lucky boy.
"Well, I bought it..."
Shen Qingci couldn't remember, she lighted her chin with her little finger.
What did you buy? It seems a lot.
"Daddy, A Ning bought a stone. Mother said, it's called Coral."
"It's very big," she compared to a big, big look, which was big anyway.
"Red?" Shen Dingshan asked again.
"En," Shen Qingci nodded, "it is red, red is very beautiful."
Okay, he doesn't need to ask, he knows.
At the beginning, someone in the capital offered to sell a piece of red tree-shaped coral, which was worth two hundred thousand taels. He really wanted to chop off this person who spent the money. With these two hundred thousand taels, he can give them the money. You have to buy a stone if you buy anything.
As a result, it's a mouthful now. It's not someone else who bought the coral, but his daughter. The little A Ning he loves the most is his six-year-old daughter.
"What else did you buy?" Shen Dingshan closed his eyes. Fortunately, he is accustomed to the ups and downs. Otherwise, he would be frightened to death if he came out like this one after another.
"A lot," Shen Qingci counted with his little finger, "There are beads that will shine." Well, Ye Mingzhu.
"There are a lot of paintings." Well, ancient paintings.
"There are a lot of bottles." There is no need to explain this, antique vase.