After breakfast, Fu Zhen went to the main courtyard. Just then, the account books were delivered, along with many food and daily items. A pile of silk and satin fabrics was laid out; all were new materials from the south this year.
Mrs. Fu was busy listening to the visitor's report while letting Fu Zhen pick out some silk and satin for herself.
A few days ago, Bixi had obtained evidence that Mrs. Liu was intercepting their property, so Fu Zhen couldn't help but take a closer look. Sure enough, she found discrepancies; many fabrics didn't match, either in quantity or in pattern.
She signaled to Bixi, who was standing by the door. In no time, Bixi returned with a stern face.
"It's true! Just as you guessed, Aunt Liu and the second young lady are in the room trying out fabrics!"
Fu Zhen slammed the table: "She really dares to be reckless!" This startled the assistant shopkeeper who was there to report.
