On the first day of the third lunar month, the morning mist had yet to disperse over the Capital's textile market when Sun Fu’s shop opened its doors early. His assistants lugged bolts of inferior, poorly dyed indigo fabric onto the shelves, filling the air with a pungent, sour stench. Sun Fu stood behind the counter, staring at the tightly shut gates of the Marquis Mansion Silk Shop across the street, a cold smirk curling his lips. According to his plan, at 8:45 a.m., he would lead the textile merchants' alliance to dump these low-quality goods at rock-bottom prices, effectively crushing Jiang Wan once and for all.
"Master, there is still no movement from the Marquis Mansion Silk Shop," the steward whispered. "Should we send someone to investigate?"
"No need," Sun Fu replied, twirling his thin moustache. "News came from West City last night that Jiang Rou has already mixed the low-quality goods into the Marquis Mansion’s cargo shipment. No matter how she struggles today, she will not escape the fate of total ruin."
Chapter 148