Chapter 111 Looking for Someone (1)_1
Pei Qin had not expected to run into Wang Ting again, who took advantage of their distraction to steal her handcart from the kitchen.
The shopkeeper, watching the scene, thought to play the mediator, suggesting that Pei Qin give the handcart to Wang Ting, who in turn would give her a few taels of silver. Considering her quick mental arithmetic, she must be educated. However, given her shabby clothes, he guessed that she was possibly from an impoverished scholarly family. The handcarts she made weren’t worth much anyway; if young Master Wang liked them, paying a few taels of silver would result in a better situation for both parties.
Pei Qin would have taken the silver last time if she wanted it, for although her household was still struggling, she knew that she could earn silver, it would just find its way into her pocket when the time was right. Looking at Wang Ting’s doughy, bun-like face and glancing at Zhang Yan on the wall, Pei Qin asked Wang Ting, "Last time, your attendant said that your family’s rice shops are spread throughout the whole Runing Prefecture. Does your family also own a sundries shop?"
"What do you care? Just give me that handcart!" Wang Ting demanded.
Zhang Yan lifted his gaze towards Pei Qin while holding his chopsticks, a fleeting glimmer flitting across his eyes.
Pei Qin looked up at the ceiling and said, "If you really want it, buy a hundred of each type, consider it a stock purchase. I’ll give you these two handcarts for free! Otherwise, return my handcart to me."
Zhang Yan scoffed silently, still seated. This mere village girl didn’t even blink an eye when setting up a trap for a child.
Wang Ting might be a child, but being immersed in business, he understood, "You want my family to stock your handcarts? You wish! I won’t give them to you. What can you do about it?"
"Then I’ll bring you something even more fun the day after tomorrow, just give me back the handcart," Pei Qin offered a second solution. Truth be told, Wang Tiezhu hadn’t made much profit, and those skilled in carpentry could easily replicate it after a brief inspection. While the handcart was somewhat complex, it wasn’t difficult to imitate.
Upon hearing there was something more fun, Wang Ting immediately asked, "What kind of fun thing? Bring it here, and if I’m satisfied, I’ll return your cart to you."
That darn kid...