Chapter 788: Why don’t you lowly people kneel when you see His Highness?

After hearing her say this, Qiao Erhe didn't know what to say.

He naturally believed his eldest niece. If she said the shop could make a lot of money, then it would definitely make a lot of money!

She said that the villagers will be able to make a lot of money in the future, so they will definitely be able to!

In that case, I will help my niece run the shop well, help it earn more money and live up to Ranran's trust in me.

After arranging the staff for the shop, Qiao Ran said to his uncle who was looking at him eagerly:

"As for Third Uncle, I didn't let you go to the city to be the shopkeeper because Xiao Ba is still young, and you have to stay at home to take care of Third Aunt and Xiao Ba. But you won't be idle either. From now on, my parents and Third Aunt will manage the silk workshop together, and you will be in charge of the processing plant. Before the processing plant is built, you will collect the fruits, vegetables, grains and medicinal herbs grown by the villagers and transport them to the shop to sell to Second Uncle. You and Third Aunt will also be paid twenty taels a month."

"Okay! Thank you, Third Uncle! I will definitely do everything you arrange beautifully in the future!"

Qiao Sanhu had never expected that the responsibility entrusted to him by his eldest niece was so important. He suddenly felt overwhelmed with a sense of honor, and he puffed out his chest and made a solemn promise.

Lin Guizhen didn't expect that a woman like her could earn twenty taels a month. She wanted to refuse, but Zheng Huiniang grabbed her arm, smiled and shook her head, indicating that she should accept it with peace of mind.

Qiao Ran also smiled at her, so she had to accept it nervously, and secretly made up her mind to do her job well and not let Ran Ran down.

After Qiao Ran's words, the family staff were arranged in an orderly manner, and everyone performed their duties, and everyone was very happy.

After the shop was bought, Qiao Ran took her family to the shop the next day in two horse-drawn carriages. Except for a few children who went to school and Old Mrs. Qiao who was taking care of the baby at home, everyone else went.

Qiao Erhe and others were very happy to see such a spacious shop in such a good location.

They brought rags, buckets, brooms and feather dusters from home. Several women were cleaning and scrubbing, while Qiao Ran, along with her father and two uncles, were measuring and planning with tape measures.

While measuring, Qiao Ran imagined the decoration and furnishings of the shop in her mind, and several design drawings slowly took shape in her mind.

The family was busy working when suddenly a dozen ferocious-looking guards with weapons rushed in from outside the door.

As soon as these people entered the door, they pushed and shoved the Qiao family together, then surrounded them and pointed their weapons at them.

Qiao Erhe and Qiao Sanhu wanted to resist, but were pulled back by Qiao Ran, who shook her head and winked at them. Then the two stopped and obediently followed the guards' push to the center of the shop.

Qiao Dajiang immediately pulled his wife to his side and protected her tightly.

After a while, two people walked in from outside the door.

Qiao Ran took a look and thought, haha, isn’t this the unlucky King Ping whose house and gold mine were robbed by her?

At this moment, King Ping was wearing a conspicuous gold-thread embroidered four-clawed dragon robe, and he was accompanied by a personal servant with red lips, white teeth, and a handsome appearance, with a very proud look on his face.

He strode into the shop, expecting to see the trembling shopkeeper Liu, but he did not expect to see a group of completely unfamiliar peasants.

"Who are you? Where is Liu Quanfu? Hurry up and get him out to see me!"

Today, the Qiao family members came to clean the house, so they all wore shorts that were convenient for work.

King Ping thought they were just a bunch of irrelevant peasants, so he didn't take them seriously. He asked them casually and signaled the guards to go upstairs to look for them.

Then he swaggered to the counter. The servant beside him had cleverly moved a chair behind him and wiped the chair several times with the hem of his cleanest undershirt. Then he respectfully invited King Ping to sit down.

King Ping brushed his clothes and sat on the chair. Seeing that these peasants refused to kneel when they saw him, he frowned and glanced at the servant beside him.

The servant understood and immediately shouted:

"This is His Royal Highness Prince Ping. Why don't you lowly people kneel when you see His Royal Highness?"