"Our girl likes the new style of the season, and silver is not a problem, so I asked Uncle Qin if he dared to accept it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Qingzhi sat down, took the white tea handed by Fuzi, took a sip, put it down and said.

The business of rich people is not so easy to take, and there are many trivial things in it.

But once it's done, it's a lot of money.

Old Uncle Qin sat down opposite her, chin slightly and smiled lightly, his hands hidden in his wide sleeves, looking calm and comfortable.

This charm is just the shopkeeper, and it is really wronged.

"Miss Qingzhi, let's talk about what kind of material and style, if we can do it, we will do our best to complete it."

The subtext is, if you can't do it, don't force it.

This made Qing Zhi a little suspicious whether it was their business to do business, or if it was just a matter of doing business.

"The requirements are not high, the latest style in Lingzhou nowadays, and the use of the best silk, it is almost the same; You have a painter, I'll take a look at the sample drawing, and then modify it slightly, what does Uncle Qin think? ”

It takes a lot of time and effort to make a high-quality garment, except for the young ladies of this kind of big official family who frequently change new clothes, most of the poor people, maybe a piece of clothing, from the moment they pass through the door, wear it to the year of establishment, after sewing and mending, they will also wear it for their daughter; As the so-called new three years and old three years, sewing and mending another three years.

Therefore, the general cloth shop is to hoard cloth but not to hoard clothes, what style of clothes they want, the rich families are tailor-made, while the poor people buy a piece of cloth back and sew it themselves.

In addition to this, there is another way.

That is to look at the painting and choose clothes.

In the larger cloth shops, there will be painters, whose job is to draw various styles of clothes on rice paper, hang them in the shop, and then match them with fabrics, and they will soon get new clothes.

Sometimes, guests will fine-tune the mockup according to their preferences.

"Picture scroll atrium, please here."

Old Uncle Qin said, stood up, and led the way in front.

Qingzhi took another sip of tea, white tea is famous for Junshan silver needles, and the best products are priced in two, but now they are used to entertain guests.

Open the curtain and walk in, it is a small flower corridor, the yard is not big, but it has the delicacy of the south of the Yangtze River, although a pavilion and a pavilion are small, but very chic; It is in stark contrast to the rugged atmosphere of the north of Lingzhou.

Qing Zhi suddenly understood why she was interested in this cloth shop, because there was a familiar feeling here.

Walking on the small flower corridor, from time to time there are small servants walking back and forth with cloths, looking thriving.

The atrium is a large semi-open room, and after all the curtains are lifted, the light is very good, and there are hundreds of half-human-sized picture scrolls hanging inside, which can be shuttled through it to peruse the products.

Old Uncle Qin stood in front of the door of the atrium, stopped, and made a gesture to invite in.

Qing Zhi nodded, collapsed in, the picture scroll hung all over the atrium, about a few steps to reach out and pull it away, it felt like hide and seek.

After looking at a few picture scrolls, I feel that they are all decent, and I can't look down on them with her eyes, but as long as the fabrics are replaced with precious satin and silk threads, and a few beautiful words, Chen Zinan will definitely accept it happily.

I heard a low voice behind the scroll, and it seemed that someone was talking.

This is not surprising, it is not her exclusive right to look at paintings and choose clothes, and it is normal for other guests to have them.

She stretched out her hand to open the scroll, and the so-called other guests were not Miss Boudoir who came to choose the painting, but Lu Wenfu.

"Why are you here?"

Her appointed shopkeeper doesn't stay in the tea house, what is she doing here?

Lu Wenfu raised his head and was surprised to see Qing Zhi's wrinkled dark face, and shouted in a lost voice: "Miss Jiayue." ”

Qing Zhi hurriedly stretched out her finger and put it to her lips and made a silent gesture.

Old Uncle Qin was outside the door, she shouldn't be able to hear Lu Wenfu's voice, she didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of the change of title.

After all, it's quite troublesome to explain.

"Oh...... Do you want a new tailor? ”

Lu Wenfu reacted and hurriedly changed the topic.

Although Qingzhi is younger, he has more than two rounds, but Lu Wenfu is still very respectful to Qingzhi, and he will never forget who pulled his whole family back from the ghost gate and gave him such a comfortable life.

But except for Lu Wenfu, no one knows Qingzhi's other identity, even Lu Wenfu's family.

That's because Qingzhi thinks that there are many people and they are not related people, so there is no need to know too much.

"Come by and take a look, but you, do you want to cut some clothes for the winter?"

Qing Zhi looked at him and asked, she is still very good to Lu Wenfu, an honest farmer, and can help her manage the affairs of the tea house, there is no better than this.

"It's not...... It's just to come and talk about business. ”

Lu Wenfu spoke a little hesitantly, took a step aside, turned his head and introduced: "The young master of the Nangui Cloth Store wants to move the main store to next door to our shop, so I am invited to negotiate today." ”

"Young master?"

Qing Zhi raised her head suspiciously, and saw that behind the scroll, a young man in white was leaning on.

It should have been discovered earlier, but the white clothes on the man's body were very similar to the background color of the picture scroll, so he couldn't recognize it at the first time.

"Jiayue?"

The young master of the Nangui cloth line looked at her and seemed to be very interested in her other name.

But in fact, Jiayue is not her name.

"Hello, I am the maid of the Guozhang Mansion, my name is Qingzhi, and I came today to choose new clothes for my girl."

Qing Zhi looked at the jade man in front of her, and did not forget to report her identity.

Even Lu Wenfu's family doesn't know her identity, let alone easily tell a stranger.

"Really?"

The other party shrugged his shoulders indifferently, that was not his concern.

"Then Jiayue just now, what's going on?"

It seems that he is still holding on to this problem.

"You heard me wrong."

Qing Zhi replied very simply, Jiayue is a very ordinary name, not even a formal name, just like a symbol; For example, a good day can be called a good period, and the lotus flowers blooming in June can be called a lotus moon, which is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary.

But the other party was so persistent, which made her feel strange.

"Really?"

The other party also seemed to think that he had heard it wrong, and no longer dwelled on this topic, but looked at Qingzhi Zhengse and said, "I didn't expect it to happen again." ”

"Huh?"

Qingzhi felt that when her daughter's family reached such an age, there were more people of the opposite sex around her, which really overwhelmed her.

"I forgot, in front of the Guanyin Temple, I also sent you a face to make amends."

“…… Jiang Yuan? ”

Because the name is uncommon, the double word with water is easy to remember.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet here."

Jiang Yuan laughed gently, then turned his gaze around Lu Wenfu and Qing Zhi a few times, and asked with a little curiosity, "Do you know each other?" ”

"Guozhang Mansion often buys tea from Shopkeeper Lu, so they are familiar with each other."

Qing Zhi is serious nonsense.