Chapter 298 The Great Profiteer

Yan Qi snapped his fingers: "Say!" ”

Shuang'er said: "The embroidery in our store is sold out, what can we do in the future?" I'm a little worried. ”

Yan Qi asked, "What are Shuang'er's good ideas?" ”

Shuang'er tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "I don't think it's as good as this, there are many embroiderers who come to the door and want to sell embroidery here." I thought, our shop is very big, I can't embroider so many works in a moment, why don't I pick some good embroidery, just put it here and consign. ”

Yan Qi shook his head: "Your idea is good, but consignment...... Absolutely not. ”

Shuang'er asked, "What does Seventh Brother mean ......?"

Yan Qi's eyes lit up: "If you want those embroiderers to sign a contract with us, their embroidery can only be sold in our store, remember, it must be sold exclusively by the world's unparalleled, and their embroidery must take eighty percent of the profit." ”

Shuang'er was taken aback: "Exclusive sale, eighty percent of the profits?" Seventh brother, this is too harsh, isn't it? ”

"Where's the harshness?"

Yan Qi smiled: "Let me ask you, how much could those embroiderers' embroidered handkerchiefs be sold for before?" Say it high, say it high. ”

Shuang'er poked out a finger: "Even if it is the best of them, one or two pieces of silver is already the highest price." ”

Yan Qi asked again: "Their embroidered handkerchiefs are placed in our store, how much is the minimum selling price?" You say the lowest price. ”

Shuang'er stretched out another finger: "At least one hundred taels." ”

Yan Qi raised his eyebrows: "One hundred taels of silver, let's take out eighty percent, how much silver is left?" ”

"There are twenty taels of silver left."

"In the past, they could only sell for a maximum of one tael of silver, but when they were handed over to us to be unparalleled in the world, they could earn twenty taels of silver, which has increased twenty times at once, you say, will they be very happy? Don't say that we smoke eighty percent, even if we smoke ninety percent, they will be happy and can't sleep. ”

Shuang'er's eyes lit up: "Seventh brother, what you said makes so much sense." ”

Yan Qi laughed: "Then why don't you go and sign them quickly." ”

"Okay, I'll go."

Shuang'er turned around and went out, but ran back again, tilted his head, and said glutinously: "Seventh brother, am I just like you, and I have become a big profiteer?" ”

"Haha!"

Yan Qi pinched Shuang'er's soft cheeks and said with a smile: "Remember, there is no business or treachery, but there is no clear conscience." ”

"I remember, Brother Seven."

Shuang'er nodded, a little enlightened, and ran out with her honey buttocks twisted.

An hour later, Shuang'er ran back with a stack of papers.

Yan Qi took the paperwork and asked, "How is the harvest?" ”

Shuang'er's face flushed, and she couldn't suppress her excitement: "Brother Seven, I originally thought that they would hesitate when they proposed the harsh conditions of signing an exclusive contract and charging eighty percent of the profits. But I didn't expect that they didn't even think about it, and they rushed up to sign the contract, and the momentum almost ate me. ”

Yan Qi smiled: "This is a great opportunity for them to make money, so the fool won't agree, let's talk quickly, how many embroiderers have you signed?" ”

Shuang'er said: "I have signed more than 200 embroiderers, all of whom are experienced and embroidery workers with outstanding embroidery skills. ”

"Good!"

Yan Qi snapped his fingers: "But these are not enough, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there must be other embroidery unions to come, you pick the embroidery workers to sign it, the more you sign, the better." Hehe, if only I could sign all the Jinling embroiderers. “

"Huh?"

Shuang'er's beautiful eyes flashed: "Seventh brother, if you really want to sign so many embroiderers, we can't eat it without any equals in the world." ”

Yan Qi smiled: "Why can't you eat it?" There is no other in the world that is so big, we can hang hundreds of embroideries, even if we can't hang it, we can open a branch. ”

Shuang'er frowned slightly: "However, so many booths are full of other people's embroideries, where are my embroideries?" ”

"Good Shuang'er, you're so cute."

Yan Qiyi pulled Shuang'er into his arms and said with a smile: "You are now the first embroiderer in Jinling, you are a master, an artist, and their idol, understand?" ”

Shuang'er shook her head: "I still don't understand a little. ”

Yan Qi further explained: "At your level, works are not sold casually. You see those masters of calligraphy and painting, all of them cherish ink like gold, only paint one painting a year, write a pair of words, but this painting, a pair of words, is a priceless treasure, will make countless people compete for it, this is called value. ”

"So, Shuang'er, you are the same, with your current reputation and status, you can embroider a work a year, and as for the price, it will be set at 100,000 taels of silver."

"What?"

Shuang'er was completely stunned: "Embroider one embroidery a year, one hundred thousand taels of silver for a pair of embroidery?" Brother Seven, did we hear you wrong? ”

Yan Qi nodded: "You heard it right, this is called value, scarcity is expensive, that's the truth, if your work is really rotten on the street, can it still be worth it?" ”

Shuang'er thought about it for a while, and finally figured it out: "Seventh brother, it turns out that you have a premeditated plan, right?" There are so many booths in the world, which are simply for other embroiderers. ”

Yan Qi nodded, and pulled up Shuang'er's soft and boneless little hands: "That's natural, Shuang'er won't embroider so much embroidery in the future, look at your little hands, they are almost grinding out of cocoons, I feel distressed when I look at it." ”

"Seventh Brother ......"

Shuang'er's delicate body snuggled in Yan Qi's arms, her cheeks were pressed against Yan Qi's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, like a little flower cat, with a satisfied smirk at the corner of her mouth: "I am now the first embroiderer in Jinling, hehe, it's good to have Seventh Brother!" ”

**

That night, Yan Qi set up a banquet to entertain An Tian and others.

Lord Di has offended Liu Zhisi now, although he has some confidence, but he is still worried, after all, Liu Zhisi has a better relationship with Lord Fu Yin.

He is also a person with a heart, and he wants to hold on to the big tree of Antiy so as not to be blown away by the strong wind. The other dozen adults are also in general mind.

In the evening, the meal was lively.

A table of five-grade officials and six-grade officials, only Yan Qiyi is a family member.

But this family member is very popular, and a group of officials compete to toast.

Three rounds of drinking.

An Tian is also very happy, and he is very grateful to Yan Qi for matchmaking.

When he first arrived in Jinling, everything was unknown, except for the flower feather on his head, he did not have any advantages.

If you want to investigate the case, you can't start.

But with Yan Qi's help, in just a few days, he got acquainted with a large group of fifth-grade officials and sixth-grade officials, and it seems that they still have good official reputations.

Best of all, these officials seem to have the intention of moving closer to themselves.

That's the best-case scenario.

From now on, he doesn't need to fight alone.

Three gangs of a hero.

Antiy, from now on, can also be regarded as a group of greenery.

Dude, there's someone under him.

Yan Qi is thinking about the clouds and rain in Wushan with Shuang'er, in the middle of the night, how can he be in the mood to accompany these drunkards to Kan Dashan?

He pretended to be overwhelmed by the wine, said goodbye first, and sneaked back to the world.

It smells of alcohol and is a little smoky.

He wanted to take a shower, but it was so late that it seemed a bit of a fuss to boil the water again.

Besides, no one boiled water for him.

"Forget it, wipe it."

He slipped into the bathroom, only to find the bathroom door open and misty.

"Haha, there's bath water."

Yan Qi looked left and right, no one was there, and realized in his heart: "Shuang'er still loves me, and knows to prepare bath water for me." ”

This guy didn't say a word, stripped naked, jumped into the bathtub to wash white, and forgot to lock the door, thinking that anyway, in the middle of the night, how could anyone come in and patronize?

The excitement of the washing, squeaked, and the door was pushed open.

In the fog, a woman in pink pajamas walked in.

"Oh, who, there's a thief!"

The woman screamed, and it turned out to be An Qing's voice.