Rongrong, I can’t eat much, just give it a taste.

You can eat the rest later and leave it to your husband."

Gumo Rongrong hesitated for a moment, and moved her eyes firmly away from the chicken drumstick in Young Master Liu's hand.

"Forget it, I still don't want to eat. I'm afraid I'll get fat."

Young Master Liu put away his arms, looked at the beauty's pretty depressed face, chuckled and clicked his tongue twice.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Rongrong, you don't have a good taste."

Gumo Rongrong tilted her neck slightly and took a sip of the drink: "If you don't have good taste, you won't have good taste. Compared with good taste, I'm more worried about getting fat.

Husband, you better eat it."

Liu Mingzhi chuckled and shook his head. Without saying anything else, he picked up the chicken leg and took a big bite.

"Brother, how does it taste?"

Liu Mingzhi chewed the food carefully for a while and nodded with a smile.

"It tastes good, it tastes good, it still tastes the same as before.

Zhu Run, don’t just worry about me, you can eat it yourself.”

Zhu Run nodded happily, reached out and pushed the paper bag holding the lotus leaf chicken in front of Gumo Rongrong.

"Sister-in-law Rongrong, how about you give it a taste?"

"Uncle, my sister-in-law ate too much for breakfast. I really can't eat anymore."

"Well, then I won't continue to be polite to you, sister-in-law."

Then, Zhu Run pushed the lotus leaf chicken in front of Liu Song.

"Brother Liusong, you eat too."

"Together, together."

"Brother, the donkey meat in soy sauce from Lu's old restaurant is freshly cooked. You should try it while it's hot."

"Don't be hasty, don't be hasty, just do it one by one."

Liu Mingzhi casually threw the chicken drumstick aside, picked up two peanuts with his fingers and threw them into his mouth.

"Zhu Run."

Zhu Run quickly put the sauced donkey meat he had just picked up aside and looked up at Young Master Liu: "The younger brother is here. Brother, please tell me."

Young Master Liu took a sip of wine, looked at Zhu Run and said with a slight smile: "Brother, as the saying goes, you should not go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything.

You came to my eldest brother’s house to visit you today, you probably didn’t just come to have a drink with me.”

Seeing the smile on Young Master Liu's face, Zhu Run nodded with a smile and directly raised his wine bag to signal.

"Brother Yingming, let's have a drink first."

"Drink together."

Zhu Run placed the wine bag on his ankle, took out a handkerchief and wiped the grease on his hands, then reached out and touched his arms.

"Brother, I came here to drink with you. After all, we two brothers haven't had a drink together for a long time.

Secondly, I’m giving you this year’s Zhenbao Pavilion, and the dividends from the briquette business are here.”

Upon hearing Zhu Run's words, Mr. Liu's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked towards Zhu Run's arms with bright eyes.

"Sure enough, I knew right away that you didn't just come to me for a drink."

Under Young Master Liu's slightly excited gaze, Zhu Run took out a folded square roll of Sichuan brocade silk from his arms and handed it to Young Master Liu with a naive smile.

"Brother."

Liu Mingzhi suppressed the excitement in his heart and took the package from Zhu Run's hand with a chuckle.

"Approximately how much silver is there?"

"Back to brother, the dividend from Zhenbao Pavilion is 2.1 million taels, and the briquettes and stove business is 3.5 million taels.

The dividends from the two businesses combined totaled 5.6 million taels of silver."

After hearing Zhu Run's answer, Liu Mingzhi immediately looked at the silk package in his hand with a smile on his face.

"More than five million taels of silver is a lot!"

Zhu Run raised his head and took a few swigs of wine, then pointed at the package in Young Master Liu's hand.

"Brother, this year's accounts are also in the package. Please take a look."

Liu Mingzhi nodded slightly, leaned forward and picked up Zhu Run's handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"brother."

"Hey, big brother."

"Good brothers, as the saying goes, brothers will settle accounts.

We have been brothers for so many years, and you know what your eldest brother's character is like.

Brotherhood is brotherhood, business is business.

One yard owned by a yard.

Therefore, I won’t say too many clichéd polite words.”

"Little brother understands, little brother understands."

Liu Mingzhi chuckled and unwrapped the package in front of him. In the blink of an eye, five thick stacks of banknotes and two ledgers were directly displayed in front of several people.

"Rong Rong."

"I am here."

Liu Mingzhi first picked up two ledgers, and then pushed five large piles of banknotes in front of Gumo Rongrong.

"Watch the money and don't let the wind blow it away."

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Brother, Liu Song, you two continue to drink. After I take a rough look at the accounts, I will continue to accompany you."

"Okay, big brother."

"Yes, I understand, little one."

Young Master Liu walked aside with two books of accounts, picked up a dead branch, and squatted directly on the snow that had not yet melted beside him.

When Aunt Mo Rongrong saw her husband like this, she immediately picked up a wine bag and pressed it on top of the banknote, got up and walked towards Young Master Liu.

"Husband, why don't I go back and get you some pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

"No, just give me a rough accounting of the accounts."

Hearing her husband's answer, Gumo Rongrong nodded her head helplessly: "Okay."

Liu Mingzhi took a deep breath and opened the account in his hand with concentration.

Under Gumo Rongrong's surprised gaze, Mr. Liu slowly turned over the accounts in his hand with one hand, and gently waved the dead branches on the snow with the other hand to write.

It took about half a stick of incense.

Young Master Liu frowned slightly as he looked at the numbers on the snow, stood up, walked to the bench, and sat down carelessly.

"Zhu Run.

"Big brother, little brother is here."

Liu Mingzhi casually threw the account book on the bench, looked at Zhu Run with both helplessness and emotion, and raised his wine bag to gesture to him.

"Brother, let's have a drink first."

"Okay, little brother respects big brother."

Young Master Liu raised his head and took a few sips of wine, picked up a few peanuts with his fingers and threw them into his mouth.

"Brother, there is nothing wrong with the accounts, but there seems to be something wrong with the dividend you gave to your eldest brother."

Zhu Run's face froze, and he laughed bitterly.

"Brother, I."

Liu Mingzhi took out the tobacco pouch from his waist, looked at Zhu Run with a complicated expression, and let out a long sigh.

"Oh, brother, why are you doing this?"

Seeing Liu Mingzhi take out his tobacco pouch, Zhu Run immediately lifted his cloak and touched his lower back with his backhand.

"Brother, wait a minute."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Zhu Run smiled and took out a paper bag from behind, and handed it to Young Master Liu with a playful smile.

"Brother."
To be continued...