"Well, about this!"
Yuan Yindi raised her hand, stroked her chin, and pondered whether Yuan Bao’s thod was feasible.
In a certain sense, this thod does have so feasibility.
Firstly, money makes the world go round, and secondly, human nature is greedy.
Of course, this thod might also fail.
For instance, if the staff at the Sanchuan City posthouse is a principled Gentleman.
But, the likelihood of this scenario is too low.
"I think we can give it a try!"
After a brief mont of contemplation, Yuan Yindi replied, "Of course, we need to plan this matter carefully!"
"Xiao Wu, what do you think we should do?"
Upon hearing Yuan Yindi say this thod could be tried, Yuan Pandi instantly perked up.
After all, this issue was caused by his wife and son.
As his wife’s husband and his son’s father, he naturally had to take major responsibility and make the greatest effort to resolve this matter.
"First, write a letter, go to the posthouse, and ask how the letter should be sent out."
"Then, after a while, go back and say you forgot to put sothing in the envelope and ask them to help retrieve the letter!"
"During this process, you need to spend so money!"
"Like this, like this..."
Yuan Yindi explained the plan from beginning to end.
Listening to her made Yuan Pandi and Yuan Zhaodi nod repeatedly, thinking this thod was indeed clever.
Although they’ll have to spend so money, the money spent now is nothing compared to the troubles they might face in the future.
"Xiao Wu, your brain is really impressive!"
Yuan Pandi gave a thumbs-up, feeling that following Yuan Yindi’s plan might actually retrieve the letter.
"Big brother, wait a mont!"
Just as Yuan Pandi was about to head out, Yuan Yindi suddenly called out to her elder brother.
"Xiao Wu, what’s wrong?"
"Is there sothing inappropriate?"
Yuan Pandi was already impatient to make a trip to the posthouse.
"Big brother, I think we can adjust the plan a bit!"
"Here’s the thing, you go to the posthouse to send the letter first, and rember to give them a small bribe, saying you hope they can send it out quickly."
"Then, co back."
"After half an hour, I’ll go with you, and we’ll spend so more money to retrieve the letter!"
"Huh...?!"
Yuan Pandi widened his eyes, "Xiao Wu, will this really work?"
"Why wouldn’t it work?"
Yuan Yindi chuckled, "In Daxia, posthouses only get paid once they deliver the letters. As long as we offer them the sa amount, they won’t even have to make the trip, so why would they refuse?"
Previously, they had considered ways to retrieve money from the staff, but now, looking at the issue with a new perspective reveals plenty of solutions.
"Old Fourth, what do you think?"
Yuan Pandi couldn’t make up his mind and turned to Yuan Zhaodi.
Yuan Zhaodi shrugged, "Big brother, you’re asking , but I don’t know!"
"Jiaojiao, what do you think?"
Unable to get effective advice from Yuan Zhaodi, Yuan Pandi turned his attention to Yuan Bao.
Yuan Bao, upon hearing the inquiry from his uncle, nodded eagerly like a pecking chick, "Little uncle is the smartest, following his advice surely can’t go wrong!"
Frankly speaking, Yuan Bao truly believed that her little uncle’s last-minute change of plan was more reliable and more reasonable than putting silver notes into the envelope she had thought of before.
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