Along the way, Shopkeeper Wu and Wang Yongzhu chatted idly about common goods from Qilidun Mountain, and the leisure topics of hunting.
Ninth Master Lee kept his face stern, but at least he kept his silence.
Riches Dye Workshop was located on the southeast side of the county town, not too far from the store; it was a bit secluded with not too many people around.
For the past half year, since Boss Tian closed up, the shop assistants at the dye workshop had all sought other paths early on.
Only a mute was left behind, truly having no place to go.
Feeling pity for him, Yan Zhongren thought that the dye workshop needed someone to guard it anyway, and he made a special mention to Wang Yongzhu to give the mute a few hundred coins a month to guard the place, also to prevent the house from falling into disrepair.
Wang Yongzhu naturally had no objections; the several thousand bolts of cloth ruined by Boss Tian were still in the warehouse of the dye workshop.
