Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 905 - 907: The First Wife Enters the Capital (4)

Chapter 905: Chapter 907: The First Wife Enters the Capital (4)

"Madam, do you see this ginseng that has been growing for over a hundred years, is it still good?"

An old maid pointed to the best ginseng in Canhangli, cautiously asking Du Wanqing.

Following the maid’s finger, Du Wanqing looked over and immediately became interested in this hundred-year-old ginseng. She said, "This old ginseng looks quite ancient, buying it for the Marquis to strengthen his body must be beneficial, let’s settle on this one!"

Upon hearing Du Wanqing’s words, the old maid quickly waved to the shop assistant who was standing by her side and said, "Shop assistant, our madam has taken a liking to this ginseng, ask the Li Family’s storekeeper how much this ginseng costs?"

The shop assistant folded his hands and said, "In response to the old nanny, this old ginseng is our shop’s treasure. It sells for eight hundred taels of silver, and the price is firm!"

"What? One ginseng for eight hundred taels of silver, are you not robbing us?" The nanny exclaimed in agitation, hands on her hips.

"This old nanny, it’s not right for you to say that!"

Situ Changge walked out from the inner room unhurriedly and leisurely said, "Supposedly, a deal is a deal, willing buyer willing seller. Since the nanny thinks our ginseng is expensive, she is free not to buy it. Why denigrate our Canhangli?"

"Wu Nanny, the shopkeeper is right. It’s a willing buyer willing seller, and nobody is forcing us to buy. Why say such unpleasant words? Quickly, apologize to the shopkeeper."

Du Wanqing spoke softly, showing great cultivation.

Although Wu Nanny was reluctant, she had to comply since the madam had spoken. Therefore, she bowed deeply to Situ Changge, saying, "Shopkeeper, my old self was too offensive just now. I hope the shopkeeper is magnanimous and won’t stoop to the level of an old body like mine."

Situ Changge laughed and said, "To recognize one’s mistakes and be able to correct them is truly commendable, no worries!"

Du Wanqing said, "Still, I will trouble the shopkeeper to wrap this ginseng for me. I will buy this old ginseng."

After speaking, she turned and looked at the old nanny from before, saying, "Wu Nanny, pay the silver!"

Wu Nanny, pulling a long face, reluctantly paid the silver.

Du Wanqing then said, "Shopkeeper, I am the wife of the Marquis of Wuchang. My husband is unwell and needs to take this high-quality ginseng regularly. Please, shopkeeper, keep an eye out for such ginseng in future shipments, and send someone to bring word to my mansion of Marquis Wuchang as soon as good ginseng arrives!"

Master Situ responded, "I will follow your orders, please rest assured, Madam!"

Shortly, the shop assistant wrapped the old ginseng in a purple brocade box and handed it to Wu Nanny, who, holding the packaged ginseng, followed behind Du Wanqing sulkily as they left.

After watching Du Wanqing leave with an entourage in tow, Cai Wei came out from the inner room.

"Boss, here is the just sold eight hundred taels of silver!"

Situ Changge handed over the silver bills paid by the Mansion of Marquis Wuchang, speaking softly, "Just now, the wife of Marquis Wuchang ordered quite a lot of ginseng from us. It seems like the ginseng needed by the Mansion of Marquis Wuchang will be bought from our Canhangli from now on."

Cai Wei took the silver bills and said, "Tomorrow morning, I’ll send over twenty one-hundred-year-old ginsengs, plus a few dozen ordinary ginsengs. There are numerous ginseng shops in the Capital, and if we want to stand out, we must surpass them in both quantity and quality of goods!"

Situ Changge paused, then said, "Boss, are you saying, send twenty... one-hundred-year-old ginseng?"

"Correct!"

Cai Wei answered breezily as if the twenty one-hundred-year-old ginsengs were as trivial as twenty big radishes.

Situ was speechless. He genuinely did not believe that the young boss could produce twenty one-hundred-year-old ginsengs all at once. Even Young Master Huo would need several days to gather up twenty old ginsengs. What backing did she have? Yet, with her confident and certain demeanor, as if producing twenty old ginsengs was a mere trifle, he was unsure whether to believe her or not.