Su Haoyi got up early and had dinner in his room. He dressed neatly. He tied the little golden beetle around his waist, stood at the window and looked at the sky, then took a fan of Xiang bamboo bones out of the door.

The front door of Chuyao Pavilion was not open, so she came out of the back door and walked south along Chunchou River.

Today Su Haoyi wants to do her old business---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chuyao Pavilion has a large storefront and many businesses, and the guests come from all kinds of people. If you spend money like money, you will be happy to spend money, and you will be stingy and stingy and unpaid debts.

If you encounter such a thing, you have to come to collect debts, but this kind of expenses is not easy to collect.

What Su Haoyi is going to today is the Song Sanshao family, which is a well-known porcelain merchant in Tiandu.

Although this third young master is a concubine, he is the only son of Mr. Song. The reason for his success in the third year is that he has two legitimate sons who are born, but they all died prematurely.

Song Sanshao was in his twenties and was gambled all day long and was not doing his job properly.

Although the Song family had a few money, they could not hold back his misunderstandings, not to mention that the money in his hands was limited, and he could not stand the loneliness after spending it for a while, so he had to take credit.

Chuyao Pavilion also has a rule that new customers are not allowed to owe any debts. For old customers, they can owe half a month, but they must pay them after half a month, otherwise they will have to come to the door to check.

Song Sanshao’s bill has been closed for almost two months. Before Su Haoyi, several turtle slaves from Chuyao Pavilion also came to ask for it, but the Song family refused to admit it.

So Su Haoyi made a move. Generally, such bad debts and dead debts must end up falling into her hands.

When he arrived in front of the Song family, Su Haoyi couldn't help but be happy. It turned out that Song Sanshao owed more than one debt, including Baihualou and Qianhong Pavilion, and several people were waiting in front of the door.

When these people saw Su Haoyi, they called "Halang" with a smile, and Su Haoyi hurriedly replied to the gift.

"What did this say? Why did the sisters come in person?" Su asked those people with kindness.

The people who come out to collect debts in the brothel are all turtle slaves, and it is rare for girls to come out.

"This young master Song San is too unauthentic. I don't pay for it after sleeping. I obviously want to have sex for free!" A girl named Xiaodie said: "He can't afford to lose this face, but I can't afford to lose this person!"

"Yes, Hachiro, our family is not like your Chuyao Pavilion, which is a small business, waiting for the rice to be put into the pot." said another girl from another family.

"Sisters are laughing at me. Our family's money is not caused by the strong wind. Besides, the money spent every day is hundreds or thousands. You can't just go out but not in!" Su said with a good smile: "Will we wait here? Can't we go in and sit?"

"Are you still dreaming? The Song family doesn't admit it, so how could we let us enter?" Xiaodie said while gently polishing her nails with a small file: "I've been squatting here for three days and I've been tanned."

After hearing this, Su Haoyi smiled and stopped talking. She found a clean and shady stone stairs to sit down, covered her face with a fan, and lowered her head to doze off.

It was almost noon before the Song family's mansion opened. It turned out that Mr. Song was going to go out.

Several girls who were asking for the bill quickly stood up and rushed forward, surrounding Mr. Song to ask for the bill.

This said: "Mr. Song, we earn hard money by selling flesh and blood. Even if the king of heaven comes to us, there is no reason to get free. At least you are proud of us and reward us with a few dollars. Let us have an explanation when we go back."

The one said, "Mr. Song, your meal is enough to pay back our accounts. Why bother with us, the underclassmen?"

Another said: "If we don't pay, we will go to court! Let's see who will be embarrassed at that time!"

But no matter what these people said, Mr. Song had a blue face and just ordered the servants at home to drive the people away, and then got into the car and left.

The servants of the Song family were annoyed by the girls and said impatiently: "Don't mess with me here! It's not easy to curse the streets! To be honest, the third young master has been beaten by the master because he always goes to your place. He also said that he has no big son to ask for money, so he will go in and carry the third young master to you!"

After saying that, he shook his hand and went in.

Those girls who were collecting debts were not giving up and stood at the door and cursed for a long time.

To be honest, they don’t want to go to court, and the officials in the yamen are the best at discouraging them those who are laughing.

Even if the official gets back the account, most of the money will fall into the hands of the official. This is pretty good. If you really encounter a ruthless person, it would be strange if you don’t spend some money to get in.

Su Haoyi kept watching from the side and didn't even step forward.

He stood up and stomped his feet, leaving without saying a word.

She didn't go back to Chuyao Pavilion, but followed Mr. Song's carriage.

The carriage was parked in front of Guangbin Tower, and Mr. Song got out of the car and went straight in.

Su Haoyi guessed that Mr. Song was probably here to discuss business, otherwise he would not have been here to come here for lunch.

She also followed in, sat down at a table next to Mr. Song, and bowed to Mr. Song.

Mr. Song glared at her fiercely, then turned his face and never looked at her again.

After a while, another businessman-like man came up. Mr. Song hurriedly clasped his fists and greeted him. It was obvious that this person was the one who was going to invite today.

The two of them exchanged greetings and sat down. Mr. Song called the waiter over and ordered a few dishes.

The waiter recognized Su's kindness, got off the table here and walked straight to her, and said with a low smile: "It's rare that Hachiro came today. Our shopkeeper told Xiao to come and ask, are you alone, or are you waiting for a friend?"

"I'm the only one." Su replied with a smile on his face, "Just give me two dishes."

The waiter stepped down. After a long time, he held a tray in his left and right hands and went upstairs.

He served all the dishes ordered by Mr. Song and his friends, and then put two meat and two vegetables on the table, and a pot of wine.

"Haru, please use it slowly. The shopkeeper said the last time thanks to you. This little food is not worthy of respect, so I am just going to be a filial piety to you." The waiter said diligently.

"Thank you, thank you! I don't dare to take it." Su Haoyi hurriedly bowed.

Mr. Song and the man were really talking about business here. The man said that he was from another place. Su Haoyi understood after listening to a few words. They couldn't reach an agreement on the freight.

Mr. Song meant that the price of his porcelain was already very low, and it would be really not cost-effective if he included the shipping fee.

However, the other party refused to give in at all, and said that he was not the only one who made porcelain in the capital, and he didn't believe he couldn't find a cheaper one.

The two of them were quite friendly before, but as they talked, they became a little anxious.

Su Haoyi stood up and walked over, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "Can you two listen to what the villain said?"

Mr. Song thought she was deliberately slandering her, so he said calmly: "It's nothing for you, so please stop causing trouble for me!"
Chapter completed!