"Why not!" Jiang Qingyue looked at the shopkeeper's hand that was trembling slightly because he slapped the table too hard, and also slammed the table.

The audience in the hall was as silent as cicadas.

"What, what a catwalk, also, still have to be teased, it's unreasonable!" A large number of old Yichun Pavilion shopkeepers, their faces are flushed.

Jiang Qingyue's face darkened, she just said that she wanted to make a show on the catwalk, why did it become such an unbearable behavior.

"I don't care, since Yichun Pavilion will take over for me, I have to follow my ideas." The best way to deal with such an old stubbornness is to have a dead face.

After all, Xiucai met a soldier, and it was unreasonable to say.

"No, I can't let the reputation of Yichun Pavilion be ruined in your hands! You want to toss so much, just go to the autumn cotton shop, his business is so bad, you can toss him! "The shopkeeper's woe is in the east.

Jiang Qingyue rolled her eyes, and her gorgeous face was full of brightness: "It's not impossible to let me go, but I want to make a bet with you." ”

"What bet?" The vigilance of the shopkeeper always felt that the princess in front of him was digging a hole for herself.

The abacus in his hand shook, Jiang Qingyue looked at him provocatively: "I'll go to the autumn cotton shop, if I exceed your side in three months, you need to listen to my arrangement." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed, and the female doll had a lot of tone.

"Why don't you dare?" Jiang Qingyue fiddled with the bamboo on the abacus, the Wang family was really extravagant, even the abacus was gilded.

The shopkeeper got up and looked at her levelly: "Why don't you dare, just wait for the princess to triumph." ”

It seems that he is sure that he can't do it.

Three months sounds like a long time, but when it comes to designing, producing, and selling, there isn't so much time.

"Let's go," Jiang Qingyue was neat, without delaying half a minute, and led a group of people to the shop in the west of the city.

Looking at the silver-plated abacus in front of her, Jiang Qingyue sighed again at Wang's extravagance.

explained the intention, the autumn shopkeeper of the autumn cotton shop did not have such a big reaction, stroked his goatee, and said slowly: "The princess made a bet with the old guy Luo in the east?" ”

Jiang Qingyue nodded sincerely.

"That's an old fox." Shopkeeper Qiu said with a smile: "I have long wanted to compete with him, since the princess is next, let's compare with each other, and the idea that the princess said is not impossible to try." ”

"You're open-minded." Jiang Qingyue was a little surprised, and she had already prepared a lot of rhetoric to persuade him.

Shopkeeper Qiu chuckled, got up and removed the best materials from the carved wooden cabinet of red sandalwood behind him.

The silky feel like water, the fine and shallow texture, the burning reflects the glow, and you can see that it is a good thing.

The shopkeeper sighed lightly: "These good materials have been backlogged with me for many years, but it's a pity. ”

Shopkeeper Qiu looked at Jiang Qingyue seriously: "I am a first-hand artist, where do I know how to operate, if it wasn't for your mother who invited me to come here, I would just live in a corner and make clothes at will." ”

"Don't worry, I'll win."

Jiang Qingyue stretched out her hand to caress the material on the table, and the shopkeeper Qiu reached out to pat her hand away, and said dissatisfiedly: "Although the princess's hands are delicate, they can't be touched at will, and it's not good to scratch the material." ”

King Ping laughed on the sidelines.

"This is the stupid prince?" Shopkeeper Qiu looked at King Ping and nodded: "It's really stupid." ”

Jiang Qingyue laughed.

At the end, he added a sentence mysteriously: "Princess, the prince shouldn't understand, right?" ”

Jiang Qingyue nodded and said firmly: "I don't understand, don't worry." ”

Shopkeeper Qiu patted his chest: "That's good." ”

A series of detailed plans were agreed, and Jiang Qingyue did not care about King Ping's presence, but was jealous, and King Ping was also surprised that she was still involved in business matters.

When you think about it, she seems to know a lot of things.

Shopkeeper Qiu carefully wrote down Jiang Qingyue's suggestion, and put down the soft brush in his hand: "In this way, is it really okay?" ”

What is written down in black and white is the detailed planning steps in the past three months, from the beginning of the distribution of vouchers, to fame, to raise prices, and hunger marketing, it can be said that every step is calculated.

The autumn shopkeeper stroked his goatee.

Jiang Qingyue nodded, although these methods of her own are only the most superficial methods, but here, no one has ever used such methods.

"Okay, then try your best," the shopkeeper nodded, but there are not many new models now, and it seems that he has no rest.

Jiang Qingyue's phoenix eyes were full of serious approval: "Shopkeeper, you must be able to, during this time, if there is something, just come to the palace for a gathering." ”

I turned around leisurely outside for a long time, and the silver in my hand was drawn out like flowing water, anyway, King Ping was by his side, and he could pay for it, and he didn't spend it in vain.

Drunken Immortal Building

Jiang Qingyue looked up at the small three-story restaurant in front of her, the aroma hit people, hooked the gluttonous insects in her abdomen, and her teeth and cheeks were full of relish.

Lifting the skirt lightly, it seems that the hotel likes to call it Drunken Immortal Building.

"A few guest officers, please come inside~" Xiao Er greeted him with a smile on a white sweat scarf.

This attitude is much stronger than that of the guys in his shop.

Jiang Qingyue looked at it, Xiao Er was all dressed in a uniform manner, and the whole restaurant was busy and rhythmic, not chaotic at all: "Let's have a box." ”

"Okay, please upstairs," Xiao Er led people to a room, which was a two-seater, and the silk and bamboo orchestra were ready.

The environment is good, Jiang Qingyue sat down, and she could also look at the street scenery here, wonderful.

"Xiang'er, you take the big guy to dinner and settle the bill together," Jiang Qingyue didn't have the habit of letting people serve on the side, and Xiang'er had already adapted to it, and she was about to leave with a few subordinates.

Before he could take a step, he heard another sentence: "Wait, who is that!" The prince's close servant stays and waits for the prince to eat, and Xiang'er, you pack a meal for others. ”

"Yes, miss."

Bai Ren watched Xiang'er and them leave with a human skin mask, feeling a little hungry.

Ordered a table of special dishes, Jiang Qingyue quickly swept the food in Wang's mouth, if Bai Ren's hands and feet were slower, he was afraid that he would starve King Ping.

The sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra sounded, and Jiang Qingyue felt that she was eating, but the more she played it later, the more wrong it became, and it always sounded a little awkward.

It turned out to be some songs of Qinglou singers, and King Ping's brows were already wrinkled, and Jiang Qingyue, who was eating happily opposite, didn't notice it.

Satisfied, he put down the chopsticks in his hand, and a person was suddenly kicked in the box of the two, and there were several big men with big shoulders and round waists standing fiercely outside the door, looking at the thin man on the ground like a chick.

The man led by him moved his muscles and bones, ready to continue to move, his face was hideous (▼ dish ▼#), raised his eyes to see that there were still people in the box, and was stunned (*°ω°*) ノ "Excuse me." "Dragged the man out with his hands and feet.