Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket

Chapter 562 - 496: Skipping the Auction House

Yu Zhengyang’s voice carried anger, "I hold the military power, Jun Yian is begging me now, and he’ll be begging me in the future!"

Fu Zihan struggled free from Yu Zhengyang’s grasp, "Don’t be foolish, haven’t you heard the story of ’killing the donkey after unloading the mill’?"

"I don’t want to hear stories; I just want to know what you’re thinking now. After betraying me and marrying Jun Yian, do you regret it?" Yu Zhengyang gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound.

The girl he cherished was now being mistreated by Jun Yian, and his heart was torn apart, feeling unbearable pain.

"I..." Fu Zihan’s tears flowed before she could speak.

She regretted it, but she had no other choice. Marrying Prince Jin was her father and grandfather’s decision, and she couldn’t refuse.

"I do not regret!" Fu Zihan stared defiantly at Yu Zhengyang.

"What did he send you to Bohai City for, you can’t possibly not know? As soon as I entered Yu State, he knew. This is..." Yu Zhengyang was a bit agitated, his voice rising.

Fu Zihan suddenly covered Yu Zhengyang’s mouth, "Zhengyang, this place is full of his people, too many eyes and ears. Please, stop talking, let me leave, I beg you!"

Yu Zhengyang suddenly released his grip on Fu Zihan, "Tonight, clear the room of people, I’ll come to you!"

"Don’t come..."

"Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you!"

"I beg you, please don’t come!" Fu Zihan’s voice was filled with intense pleading.

"Or do you want now?"

Yu Zhengyang pulled Fu Zihan’s arm angrily, "Do you want to publicly shame Prince Jin?"

"I promise you!" Fu Zihan closed her eyes slightly, looking utterly hopeless.

"Tonight... let’s talk properly!"

After speaking, Fu Zihan adjusted her clothes, forcing a calm demeanor, opened the door, and left.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." To think that Fu Zihan had emotional entanglements with Yu Zhengyang. Fu Zihan had never mentioned her affairs with Yu Zhengyang at all.

Her mouth is tight!

No wonder she was reluctant to marry Prince Jin, talking about her unwillingness for a worthy match. It turns out Fu Zihan already had Yu Zhengyang in her heart back then.

It’s done; the beauty and talent, the destined love, ruined by a political marriage.

Yu Xiaolian touched her chin. Tonight, she not only learned a big secret but also refreshed her understanding of Jun Yian. Jun Yian was willing to offer his lawful wife to win over the Great General of Zhen Nan and his son, showing no limits!

It was the first time Yu Xiaolian found the Inner Strength Miao Danyi taught her to be so useful; eavesdropping on any corner was incredibly convenient.

After the commotion earlier, Yu Zhengyang gave up on bidding for the solar nightlight, and Fu Zihan bought it for seventy thousand taels of silver.

The shopkeeper of Juming Pavilion was on the verge of tears. He hoped to make a fortune for their Prince with this little nightlight, but didn’t expect their Princess Consort to set her eyes on it.

Though the Princess Consort may have used her dowry money, he felt this deal was somehow a loss, but why?

Yu Xiaolian took the sixty-six thousand five hundred silver notes the shopkeeper gave her, adjusted her mask, and exited Juming Pavilion.

Yu Xiaolian hadn’t gone far and stood with her arms crossed in a dark corner of the street.

Last time, when she and her father left Juming Pavilion, they were followed. This time, she wanted to see if Juming Pavilion was truly a shady spot.

Yu Xiaolian, relying on her strong inner strength and having a safe haven, was not afraid at all.

After waiting for a while without seeing anyone following her, she was about to return to the inn she booked during the day when she saw Old Hu and Old Bao leaving Juming Pavilion together.

Before leaving, the two old men inquired about the solar nightlight from the shopkeeper, seemingly very eager to get the nightlight.

"That bidder said she won’t leave Bohai City anytime soon. Seems like she has plenty of things to auction; gentlemen, be patient, the real treasures might be behind!"

Under normal circumstances, the shopkeeper wouldn’t personally escort anyone out, but these two old moneybags were different; they were the earliest traveling merchants, basically pioneers of this role.

Not only did Old Hu and Old Bao initially gain wealth, but subsequent ventures were also profitable, making them very wealthy.

"Really?" Old Hu chuckled, "If there are real treasures, I’m waiting. Don’t fool me!"

The two old men, paying ten silver taels for entry every night to Juming Pavilion, have long not found anything worth spending money on.

"You can rest assured, no mistake there!"

Although Yu Xiaolian did indeed tell the Juming Pavilion’s shopkeeper that she would continue coming tomorrow, the chance to ’jump the queue’ was right in front of her, how could Yu Xiaolian not cherish it?

Old Hu, Old Bao, I’m coming!

Saving three thousand five hundred taels per deal; two deals mean saving seven thousand taels. Thinking this, Yu Xiaolian quickened her steps to catch up with Old Hu and Old Bao.

First taking out the nightlight to show them, then the three turned a corner and entered a roadside gambling den.

Why a gambling den? Because Old Hu said it was his business, a convenient place to talk.

Yu Xiaolian, bold and skilled, entered.

A gambling den was nice; with plenty of money, these two old men wouldn’t dare double-cross her, or she’d confiscate all their assets.

The reality showed that the two old men had ethics and integrity; they were willing to buy with real money but hoped Yu Xiaolian could give them a discount.

"If it weren’t for Juming Pavilion taking three thousand five hundred taels as commission from me, I wouldn’t risk finding you privately. Seventy thousand taels, not a penny less!"

"Young buddy, aside from this solar lamp, do you have any other treasures? Show them to us and if they catch our fancy, we’ll take them all, how about it?" Old Hu sized up Yu Xiaolian, seemingly curious if she had more treasures.

"I do have more treasures, but they are all with my master. My master wants them auctioned at Juming Pavilion. If he knew about my private dealings, it would be terrible!" Yu Xiaolian shrunk her neck, looking afraid of her master.

"May I know who your master is?" Old Bao’s tone was somewhat eager.

"The secrets cannot be revealed; I can only tell you that my master is a recluse. I guarantee that making lamps that absorb solar energy, only my master can do it in this world!" Yu Xiaolian’s fabricated story was becoming more convincing.

Old Hu and Old Bao looked at the glowing warm light of the ’solar lamp’, nodding deeply convinced, completely believing in Yu Xiaolian’s words.

"Aside from solar lamps, what other remarkable creations does your master have?"

Old Hu and Old Bao believed strongly in tales of reclusive experts; their fortune was in fact partly due to guidance from such experts.