Chapter 87: Porter Fu Chen'an
After Fu Chen'an left, Xiao Yingchun checked the arrival time for the soap and mirror shipments.
The soap would arrive tomorrow, 1.5 yuan a piece, 90 yuan a box. After removing all the packaging, Xiao Yingchun ordered 1,000 boxes.
The old soap and the perfumed soap were supplied by the same manufacturer, so Xiao Yingchun ordered 2,000 boxes.
A box of the old soap had 30 bars, and the purchase price was 60 yuan a box. Breaking down the difference to 60 yuan, 1,000 boxes would bring in 120,000 yuan.
Wholesale it at one tael of silver a piece, and that would fetch 120,000 taels of silver (12,000 taels of gold)!
And the wholesale cost was only 120,000 yuan...
Xiao Yingchun sighed at the "huge profits" while continuing to work hard.
Why bother calculating costs?
That's too narrow-minded...
The soft mirrors wouldn't arrive for another day, so Xiao Yingchun immediately ordered ten boxes. Each was a hexagonal, palm-sized piece, costing just a few cents a piece...
The next day, a day of diligent stocking and delivery.
Xiao Yingchun waited for Fu Chen'an to arrive to pick up the cosmetics.
In the Daliang Dynasty, Fu Chen'an, dressed in finery, rode out of the capital city early in the morning, leading several young men from aristocratic families and a group of guards, heading for the Yudai River.
At the Yudai River dock, a cargo ship slowly approached. Fu Chen'an, escorted by his personal guards, was the first to board, and the deck was then reeled in.
A full half hour passed before the deck was lowered again. A steward from the Marshal's Office approached and greeted the six young men from aristocratic families who had been waiting, saying, "You may each come forward in turn to claim your goods."
Stacks of banknotes were handed over, and boxes of goods were loaded onto the waiting mule carts, which were then taken away one by one...
and then the next.
Fu Chen'an, even on the boat, was nearly exhausted.
As soon as he boarded, he began to load things from Xiao Yingchun's warehouse.
Xiao Yingchun had collected soap again this morning, and the newly vacated warehouse couldn't hold it all, so the supermarket aisles were overflowing.
Fu Chenan brought in wooden boxes one by one, and Xiao Yingchun filled them up using the space-time supermarket sorting function, and then asked Fu Chenan to carry them to the Daliang Dynasty ship for delivery...
After all the goods were delivered, Xiao Yingchun was not too tired, but Fu Chenan was exhausted.
He worked as a porter all morning, moving two trucks of goods in an hour, and was almost exhausted...
If it weren't for the Fu family army behind him as a spiritual support, he would have collapsed from exhaustion. After
waiting for a long time for all the goods that should have been delivered to the six major families, the children of the families let their family convoys go first, and they stayed to wait for Fu Chenan.
When Fu Chenan came down, he was dressed neatly, his hair was not messy, and he looked calm and composed.
Cheng Yigui smiled and stepped forward, grabbing Fu Chen'an. "Brother Chen'an, now that we've received the goods, shall we go for a drink?"
Fu Chen'an smiled, "No, I'm starving. Let's go eat."
"Hahaha... Don't worry, I'll make sure you're well fed!"
"Brother Chen'an, why do you have a faint fragrance? Like the scent of that soap?"
"Really? I touched the soap, and maybe the scent got on me..."
Nonsense, he was drenched in sweat!
To avoid being caught, he'd bathed with soap on the boat before putting on his brocade robe and jade belt again. How could he not smell of soap?
The skin cream couldn't be delivered immediately; it needed to be sent to the Veteran Village for packaging before being brought back to the capital.
Fortunately, the personal guards would naturally handle it.
Fu Chen'an's feasting with the nobles aside, Xiao Yingchun felt relieved: the largest batch of goods had been delivered. She
felt relieved.
She grabbed a bottle of Oriental tea and slumped down in a recliner to drink.
Before he had even taken two sips, the phone rang. It was Dai Hengxin.
Dai Hengxin had sent several WeChat messages to Xiao Yingchun, but Xiao Yingchun was busy cooperating with Fu Chenan to transport goods to Daliang Dynasty and had not even looked at his phone.
Probably worried that Xiao Yingchun was deliberately not replying to the message, Dai Hengxin called.
The subject was clear: he wanted to invite Xiao Yingchun to dinner and apologize in person for the matter with Liu Xiaomei.
Xiao Yingchun didn't want to go: "I understand, it's not your fault, you don't have to apologize specially."
But Dai Hengxin refused to give up: "Some things must be clarified in person, after all, we are in partnership."
These words were heavy, and it was obvious that Dai Hengxin also realized that the auction company might not be able to continue. Xiao Yingchun was silent for a moment: "Okay, where do you say it is?"
Dai Hengxin said directly: "I'll pick you up?"
"Okay."
Xiao Yingchun put the Oriental tea leaves she had taken two sips of on the counter and went upstairs to change clothes.
In a quiet cafe by the Wei River, Xiao Yingchun was wearing a white dress, which looked particularly pure in the elegant decoration of the cafe.
Dai Hengxin looked at Xiao Yingchun sitting opposite him, and there was an unconcealable attachment in his eyes.
It seems like they see each other less and less...
The coffee came up, and the two drank two sips in silence. Dai Hengxin then said: "You... won't come to my pawnshop again, right?"
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yingchun nodded very honestly: "I dare not."
These three words made both of them silent.
Dai Hengxin's mouth was filled with the bitter taste of black coffee. "I'm sorry, I didn't handle the situation between my mom and Liu Xiaomei properly..."
Xiao Yingchun waved her hand. "It's not your fault. When you fired Liu Xiaomei, you certainly didn't expect her to do that. As for your mom... you can't control her, can you?"
They were about to break up, so there was no point in blaming each other. They should keep each other's dignity.
Dai Hengxin fell silent again.
After a moment, Dai Hengxin continued, "There's no way to pursue the matter of Liu Xiaomei further."
Xiao Yingchun nodded, "Yes."
Dai Hengxin, fearing misunderstanding, explained eagerly, "It's not that I want to shield her, but she does know a lot."
"If we push her too far, she'll spill the beans, and neither of us will be happy."
Opening a pawnshop to collect modern gold and silver jewelry, high-end cigarettes and alcohol was easy enough, but when it came to antiques and cultural relics, it was harder to explain...
Xiao Yingchun continued to nod, his expression barely changing. "Yes. I understand."
Dai Hengxin: "..."
He suddenly didn't know how to explain further.
She understood everything he said.
But what good was understanding?
It still couldn't change her decision.
He stared intently at Xiao Yingchun. There was no blame in her eyes, only a hint of pity and sympathy.
Dai Hengxin lowered his head in embarrassment: She was sympathizing with him.
Was she sympathizing with having a mother like that?
Or was she sympathizing with his inability to sort out the relationships around him?
The steak arrived, and Xiao Yingchun ate it quietly, slowly and attentively.
Dai Hengxin, feeling somewhat desperate, cut the steak in front of him into several large pieces like a pig being butchered, stuffing them into his mouth and chewing them with gusto. Xiao
Yingchun, however, seemed oblivious.
After the meal, Dai Hengxin suddenly asked, "Yingchun?"
"Huh?" Xiao Yingchun looked up, a look of pure confusion in her eyes.
"Can we still be friends?"
Xiao Yingchun smiled: "Of course!" But they could only be friends...