The Precious Lady – Chapter 400

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第400章 剥橘子

那男人穿一身象牙白色的锦袍,身形玉立,随后那人双臂一展,足下轻点,借着一侧的矮墙,双手抓住栏杆,一个利落的空翻稳稳落在她面前。

一阵清雅竹香忽的窜入鼻尖。

男子身形高大,站在门窗外,瞬间笼住月色。

“你怎么——”

“刚好巡逻至此,见二楼亮着灯火,便顺路来看看。”魏峥低咳一声,“听说这些日子红楼生意惨淡?”

温婉蹙眉。

顺路?

这穿着一身新制的衣裳,身上有沐浴过后的香气,身上一尘不染得像是会所里洗白白等待富婆采摘的少爷——

“惨淡?”温婉笑着摇头,“不至于。做生意起起伏伏是常事。今日他笑我,明日我笑他,大家轮流坐庄。”

魏峥的视线越过小娘子碧玉水色的攒金丝条耳环,落在她杂乱无章的条案上,他翻窗入内,窗台前的烛火被他衣袂带起的风而微微晃动,他走到条案面前,手指触碰过桌上那一堆文书,“你在做什么?”

温婉连忙关上窗户。

楼下还有张春花她们,若叫人发现…夜里魏峥在她房里,明日春日楼也不用演什么《真假千金》,直接连夜写一出叫《我的死对头被浸猪笼》的轻喜剧!
“我在研究如何找到对家弱点。”

“靠这些?”魏峥反客为主的坐在温婉的位置上,“你打算怎么做?”

温婉指着红楼和女工们签订的用工合同,“女工们在我这里做工都签订了契书,契书上明确规定竞业和保密条款,并且有赔偿协定。”

魏峥用镇纸压住文书,粗略看一眼后笑道,“不妥。拿弱者开刀,道义上站不住脚,还容易授人话柄。且这法子治标不治本。”

“不错。”温婉点头,“这几天我买通巷尾住的几个妇人,请她们去春日楼帮我打探情报。”她指着纸张上密密麻麻的文字和表格,“我已经梳理出,春日楼每日的客流量、客流时间、人力成本、产品成本,再根据这些消息反推出他们每日流水和收益。”

魏峥眉梢一挑,心中触动,甚至生出两分好奇,“没有账本,你如何能算出对方收益?”

小娘子脸上漾出一抹得意的笑,眼底明晃晃的好似比窗外的月亮还要亮,“一条板凳放春日楼门口,再请个能数清楚进店人数的妇人即可。”

“春日楼共有掌事一人,女工六人,后厨四人,账房一人,按照播州城现在的行情,春日楼一月的人力支出大约是三十两左右。”

“至于奶茶、皂儿水、绿豆沙、酸梅汤这些……是红楼店内的产品,利润成本我一清二楚。”

“巷尾的刘大娘说了,春日楼的奶茶一日大约能卖六七十杯,按照春日楼内的定价和销售数量,基本可以算出…春日楼目前虽然看着生意红火,但其实…勉为其难收支持平。更不要提前期投入的地契和装修成本。也就是说…春日楼一直在赔本赚吆喝。”

“价格战只能速战速决,贾氏铁了心的要用价格抢占市场,可是这一招杀敌一千自损八百。”

“我着急,但贾氏只会比我更着急。”

小娘子噼里啪啦的说了一大堆,魏峥没听清楚,只看见她那双神采飞扬的眼睛,她算计别人时习惯性的垂眸含笑。

满脑子都是她撑在条案边缘的手,那双柔荑袖长白嫩,像是刚出锅的嫩豆花。再往上,她的脖颈盈盈水泽,交领处曲线婀娜…

她靠得太近。

那股皂角和野栀的香气混合着…像是有什么东西捶打他的脑子,叫他那根名为“理智”的弦越来越松。

魏峥对自己的评价是:色欲薰了心。

条案边角的漆盒里放着橘子,温婉说得眉飞色舞,从她准备如何收拾贾氏说到她如何英明神武预判对手的预判,冷不丁一个剥好的橘子递过来。

温婉正说得天花乱坠,想也不想就道:“给姑娘家剥橘子,得去掉这橘络呀!”

魏峥蓦的抬头,剥橘子的手一顿,“你说什么?”

直男无救了。

温婉笑道:“我说,剥橘子得去掉外面的橘络。”

一抬眸。

小娘子眉眼弯弯,烛火倒影在她的瞳孔里,那一瞬,原本密闭的房间内仿佛起了一层风,吹迷了魏峥的眼睛。

恍惚间,眼前这小娘子的脸和梦里看不清脸的女子慢慢重叠,叫他分不清现实和梦境。

“所以…”温婉很自然的接过他手里的橘子,自己一根一根剥开外面白色的橘络,随后掰成两半,撇开一牙丢进自己嘴里,“你觉得如何?”

魏峥涣散的目光逐渐聚焦,他压住心头的异样,低头继续剥橘子,“师妹若想对付贾氏,放手一搏便是。”

魏峥也同意的话,看来这确实是个好方案!

温婉不察魏峥的异样,美滋滋的拿炭笔在桌上写起了复仇计划,魏峥笑话她握笔的姿势,“师妹好歹是老师的义女,为何不练字?”

现在想来,从前为何他会觉得温婉坚韧沉着富有盘算?

可眼前这人…因为算计了旁人而飞扬的眉毛、压不住的唇角、得意的笑声,甚至还在纸上写复仇计划的人,明明是个稚气未脱的小姑娘!
谁家好人复仇还做计划啊?!

温婉浑然不觉旁边那人甜得发腻的目光,完全沉浸在收拾贾氏的兴奋中,闻言也不恼,“甭管白猫黑猫,只要抓到老鼠,那都是好猫!”

“对了。”温婉的复仇计划写到一半,又盘算着日子,“孙兰芝是不是该到京都了?”

魏峥很体贴的拿起一侧的炭笔,手落于烛火下,拿起随身匕首替她将炭笔边缘削整齐,又拿帕子将条案上落下的炭灰擦干净,“三日前到的京都。我已经派人上下打点,教坊司的人不会为难她。”

“还有十年……”温婉重重吐气,大陈朝相对前朝已经算是仁慈,沦落教坊司的姑娘允二十五岁脱籍,她心中清楚,其中若非魏峥周旋,按孙群芳的罪行,孙兰芝不会只是充入教坊司这般简单,她微微抿抿唇,感谢的话当着魏峥的面又说不出口,于是顾左右而言他,“孙群芳到底犯的什么罪?他为何要勾结倭人陷害你?”

The Precious Lady

The Precious Lady

万金娘子
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The text is as follows: "【The Merchant Lady vs. The Cunning Power Lord】 It is said that the Wen family in Ping County has a fortune made of gold and jewels, even the bowls for eating are made of gold. Unfortunately, Old Master Wen has difficulty producing heirs, with only two daughters. With Old Master Wen gravely ill, the Wen family is about to be stripped bare by relatives. The newly arrived Wen Wan is quite anxious. She desperately needs a well-behaved and docile son-in-law—just as Wei Zheng, the Marquis of Huai'an, who was sent to Jiangnan to investigate a case, is ambushed and left in critical condition, he is knocked unconscious and urgently delivered to Wen Wan’s bed. The amnesiac Wei Zheng becomes the Wen family's son-in-law Zhao Heng. His hand that once wielded a sword turns into one that cooks soup. Finally, Wen Wan diagnoses a pregnancy and without hesitation throws the drugged Wei Zheng into the snow-capped mountains five hundred miles away, leaving him to fend for himself. Meanwhile, she dons a white flower on her head and black gauze on her arm, throwing a banquet to bid farewell to her "suddenly deceased" husband. When the citizens of Ping County mention the merchant lady, they all sigh: This young woman is suffering! Her man is dead, leaving her to live with her old father and two children. Don’t let her wealth fool you; she must be in immense pain. Wen Wan wipes her tears with a handkerchief, repeatedly agreeing, fearing others might see her secretly delighted heart. Later, as the Wen family's fortunes attract envy, Wen Wan is thrown into prison. The one handling the case is none other than the renowned Marquis of Huai'an. The Wen family exhausts all their wealth in efforts, but the case makes no progress. In the prison, a cold-eyed man in a blue shirt asks her, “Merchant Wen, I’ve heard that you once vowed to remain faithful to your deceased husband for life?” Wen Wan trembles: Brother, I was being honest, please let me go."

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