When the market opened on the sixth day of the new year, Lu Luo had breakfast and went to Qiansizhai.

Her maid Biyun prepared a purse, and in the man's purse was four eight-cent silver bills, and in the shopkeeper's purse was a silver ingot of five taels.

"Five girls, good luck!" As soon as Lu Luo arrived, the clever guy immediately stepped forward to salute and say some auspicious words.

Lu Luo smiled and asked Biyun to give him a purse.

The young man said thank you.

Shopkeeper Xia Tingyu also came out: "The five girls have a lot of money, please come in!" ”

Lu Luo also said some kind words.

Then, she asked Biyun to take the purse and give it to Shopkeeper Xia.

The shop has been stocked, the lobby is clean, the red paint counter is half a person high, and the red cloth is reflected all over the house, making it more and more red.

Shopkeeper Xia took the account book and gave Lu Luo some goods.

"Emu Aya was the best seller last year, why is it not on the stock this year?" Lu Luo asked, "There is also the velvet ring that was popular in the city last year, is there no big red one?" ”

Last year's best-selling item in Luluo's shop was emu silk, a red silk cloth that was unique to Teng's dyeing workshop in the city, soft and shiny, more straining than cotton and satin.

Not only Lu Luo's shop, but also the kind of emu silk from other cloth shops is also the best to sell.

"Girl, there will be no more Emu Aya from Teng's Dyeing Workshop in the future." Xia Tingyu sighed and said.

Lu Luo was puzzled and asked him, "Why?" ”

"Last year, Teng's dyeing workshop caught fire, half of the shop was burned, and there were many cloths, and the master of the Teng family was also burned to death." Xia Tingyu said.

Teng's dyeing workshop is a time-honored brand, and several generations have worked hard to guard this thin family business. Industrious and willing to work.

It's just that business is not always good.

In the spring of the year before last, the Teng family specialized in dyeing emu silk, dyed deep and even, and the color was heavy, which stood out for a while, and the business gradually improved, and there was a little improvement.

Last year, the business of Teng's dyeing workshop was better, and even recruited more people. Houses were added. There are also many fabrics sent over for dyeing, and business is even more prosperous.

Seeing the **** growing, I didn't expect a sudden fire to burn a few shops clean. He also burned the master of the house.

Master Teng's son is very young. No one stood up to the dyehouse. There is no Teng's dyeing house anymore.

"It's a tragic thing." Lu Luo listened to it and said with sympathy.

"Not really." Xia Tingyu also sighed.

Luck in business is the most important thing, and some people don't have that luck. The way to wealth will be cut off.

"It's too difficult to get into the velvet ring this year." Xia Tingyu replied to Lu Luo's second question, "I heard that the cloth is only for the Yin family, and even the old customers such as the second wife are out of stock. ”

Velvet cotton is the best silk fabric, the purchase price is 30 taels of silver, and it is also used for the rich and noble families on weekdays, and the purchase is relatively small.

This year, the mulberry households that supplied velvet sponge were bought by the Yin family at a high price, and only supplied the Yin family.

The Yin family is one of the larger cloth merchants in Huzhou Prefecture, they have their own mulberry garden, silk mill, weaving mill, dyeing mill, etc., but whatever is popular in the market, they have to find ways to get it into their pockets.

Velvet cotton is a new silk fabric, which also came from a small workshop by chance, and the Yin family immediately incorporated it into their own home.

"Business is getting harder and harder." Lu Luo said with a smile.

She was just a very ordinary sentence, but it caused Xia Tingyu to feel uneasy: "Girl, they are all villains and incompetent." ”

"No, no, no, I know your ability, this matter is not yours, the small shop is like this." Lu Luo said with a smile.

The law of the jungle has been the case since ancient times.

This Qiansi Zhai is the first shop that Lu fell into the trading business.

She didn't expect the shop to be more prosperous. In Lu Luo's view, talent and experience are equally important, and this shop is an experimental place for her and her subordinates to accumulate experience and cultivate talents.

She wasn't very committed.

In the morning, there was no business in the shop.

At noon, Lu Luo went to the back of the trip to see Bai Xi.

Bai Xi was doing the accounts, his eyes were cold and disdainful, and he glanced at Lu Luo.

Lu Luo asked a few words, but he also ignored them.

Almost finished, Lu Luo was about to go home for dinner, but Bai Xi suddenly asked her, "Are the lanterns beautiful?" ”

"How do you know I'm going to see the lanterns?" Lu Luo asked rhetorically.

Bai Xi was very proud and said: "I am God, what is there that God does not know?" ”

Lu Luo pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.

"What did you do when you went to my house last night?" Lu Luo asked him.

Bai Xi suddenly became angry.

"Get out." He whispered.

Lu Luo glanced at him a few times, and made sure that he was annoyed and angry, and he didn't want to talk about last night, so he turned around and left.

Riding the carriage back to Qingao Bay, when he was about to reach the door, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage.

Lu Luo and Biyun looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.

"Uncle Li, what's wrong?" Biyun opened the curtain and asked.

Uncle Li, the coachman, pointed ahead: "I can't get by." ”

Directly in front of their carriage, a middle-aged man in a blue-gray silk dark pattern jacket stood in the middle of the road with a little girl holding his legs tightly.

The middle-aged man looked helpless.

There were several people watching, blocking the road.

"Isn't this Ling Lianxiang from the second uncle's side?" Lu Luo saw this man and said to himself.

There is a general manager on the second uncle's side, who is the second aunt's dowry, named Ling Lianxiang, who is in charge of all the business of the second aunt.

Even the second aunt respected him.

Lu Luo had seen him a few times before. When he came back this time, the second aunt's business was prosperous and busy, but it was the first time she returned to him.

Ling Lianxiang hasn't changed much in the past few years, it's still the same.

Lu Luo got out of the carriage.

She squeezed into the crowd of onlookers.

These onlookers are all clansmen or subordinates of Qingao Bay.

"Mr. Ling, please, you can buy our family's business!" The little girl was crying and crying, with tears on her face, about eleven or twelve years old.

"You kid, how do you get an inch?" Ling Lianxiang's helpless face gradually showed anger.

The people around, no one went to help, they all watched.

Lu Luo's eyes rolled.

"What's wrong, Uncle Ling?" Lu Luo asked, saying that he was going to help the little girl.

The little girl grabbed Ling Lianxiang's trouser leg tightly, but she didn't let go.

"Miss Luo, this is hard to say." Ling Lianxiang smiled at Lu Luo, "Wait, you're already going to call someone." ”

As he was talking, four little girls came from the second wife's side, and with a pull, they finally pulled the little girl away.

The little girl kept screaming, kicking, and being unwilling to be pulled away: "Mr. Ling, you have the most conscience, you save us, otherwise we will have no way to live!" ”

"Who is this?" Lu Luo asked directly.

The people watching around also wanted to ask, but it was not good to ask Ling Lianxiang directly.

As soon as Lu Luo asked, several clan uncles who watched the excitement also asked.

"The girl's surname is Teng, and her family's dyeing workshop was burned down last year, and her father burned to death. In the accounts of Teng's dyeing workshop, we owe the second wife the most in the shop, and we are kind enough to let the Teng family slowly, but we didn't expect the Teng family to take revenge when they saw that we were easy to talk to, and wanted us to buy their dyeing workshop," Ling Lianxiang explained.

He was hugged by a little girl and cried, and he didn't know what reputation to spread, so he had to explain.

Lu Luo's eyes rolled.

——*——*——(To be continued.) )