On the seventh day after her father's death, her clan slapped an IOU for eight thousand taels in front of her and told her to press her thumbprint onto it.
Su Wan refused. She held the IOU up to the window and said three things: the paper was from Jingzhou, the ink was from last year, and one digit was missing from the seal.
Everyone in the room fell silent. She fished a sugared plum from her sleeve and popped it into her mouth, then smiled. She had low blood sugar, and her hands shook when she got hungry, but she couldn't afford to let her hand shake over this.
Three days later, in front of Luoan's three major banks, she explained the document from beginning to end, page by page.
It took her just three months to go from a young shopkeeper robbed of her property to someone who could make guilds follow the rules.
The only thing she couldn't figure out was that fur merchant from the north. What exactly did he want from her?
