Jiang Qingyue wanted a way to save her life, and Wan Ge thought about it, feeling that unless she left the Zheng family, or only the people of the Zheng family were too busy to spare her hands, then Jiang Qingyue would be safe for the time being.

It's just that what can make Zheng Feng anxious and take care of himself!

In the evening, Wan Ge moved a chair and dangled it in the yard while thinking about this problem.

For the understanding of the Zheng family, she mostly listened to what Song Jiu said. I don't know where he got the ability to listen to so much.

Ask, how can people say that they want to do business without understanding first.

I asked once, and I didn't ask the second evening song. I know that I won't say it if I ask someone, so it's better to be too lazy to ask.

In fact, since he started doing business and Qian Lei came, Song Jiu has gradually shown that he is different from the past.

Especially in the back, step by step, insight into opportunities, not afraid of danger, every thing people do is saying that this person is different from the past. He is gradually showing his difference, little by little.

It's just that Wange doesn't want it in her heart, and she doesn't want to explore that result.

She always felt that she had asked too much and knew too much, and the final result was that their ordinary days were gone.

This was not her original intention, it was because she would rather pretend to be deaf and dumb than ask again, as if she was deceiving herself.

It's just that Rao is like this, or someone doesn't let them go, they have to find it unpleasantly, and when it's over, they find out, oh no, everyone has to push it together. It's terrible, it's unlucky.

"I've eaten dates." Du Chun came out with the cleaned dates, grabbed a few for Wan Ge and stuffed them in her hands for her to eat. It is good to say that the dates are good to eat, not to mention the replenishment of qi and blood, but also to benefit the qi and calm the nerves.

Wan Ge thanked him and took a bite of the green dates. It's crunchy and sweet, and it's delicious.

"I see that you are also in a daze in the afternoon, and you have just been sitting outside for a long time, what are you thinking?" Du Chun sat on the stone bench next to him, clicking and biting the green dates, while asking about the evening song.

Since the afternoon, the evening song has been a little distracted, sitting on the chair in the store in front of me, not talking, not doing anything else, just in a daze.

Du Chun was a little worried.

"I'm just thinking about how to make the people of the Zheng family so busy that they don't have time to take care of others."

I'm so busy that I can't live anymore, so why bother with anything else.

"It's easy, let's do something for them." Like a restaurant making trouble, businessmen, what they are most afraid of is not business accidents.

Just like them, they all said that they would invite another person. Later, I thought that if the one invited couldn't stand the temptation or couldn't bear the threat or something, and did something in their braised meat, it would be a trivial matter for the guest to eat a bad stomach, and it would be terrible to eat and die.

Where can a small merchant like them afford it, for the sake of prudence, they do it themselves, even if they sell less, it doesn't matter.

Therefore, if the Zheng family is too busy, it will either be an accident at home or a business accident.

Seeing the thoughtful look of the evening song, he hurriedly said: "Of course, we are different from those who have lost their conscience. We certainly can't do that kind of hurtful thing. ”

Du Chun sighed again: "But we are not the kind of rich businessmen who can give people a sense of crisis." It's said that it is a monopoly for others, and it is a business grab. ”

After saying that, he couldn't help laughing at himself, saying that if they were really rich businessmen, they wouldn't have been tossed to such a point.

It's not because of lack of money and power that people are bullied so badly.

"Sister-in-law, you're actually not wrong." The evening song suddenly came out.

"Huh?" Du Chun was inexplicable, what did she say? What is right?

"You don't want to ......" I don't know where Du Chun wants to go, so he was so shocked that he hurriedly sat up straight and persuaded him: "That evening song, I just said nonsense, how can I really do that kind of thing that harms others and benefits myself." We are different from those who lack hearts and eyes, and have no humanity. We can't do things that kill people and set fires, hurt nature and reason. Is it different from them, what's the point of that? ”

"Sister-in-law, you're thinking about it." Evening Song couldn't cry or laugh: "We've been together for so long, look, am I like that?" ”

Although for a moment she really moved the thought.

Du Chun also reacted in hindsight, and took a bite of the green jujube with some embarrassment: "Aren't I afraid that you will worry about Song Jiu too much, and then go the wrong way." ”

Sometimes it's easy to go to extremes because you attach too much importance to it.

But looking at the appearance of the evening song, it should be that I am worried about nothing.

"Don't worry, for the sake of the child, I won't." Wan Ge touched his stomach, and the little guy inside seemed to feel it, and moved lightly as if in response: "I don't want my child to be pointed at and gossip in the future." What she wants to give her child is a bright and spacious cry, not a dark and unclear future.

Du Chun nodded in agreement.

"Then you just said ......"

"I mean that the Zheng family doesn't have only one son, Zheng Feng, the Zheng family has a big business, who doesn't want to get a piece of the pie."

Wan Ge told Du Chun that the Zheng family now has three sons, and the eldest son, Zheng Feng, is mainly in charge of the family's several restaurants. The second son was not happy, and only managed a few half-dead cloth mills. As for the third son's ambition not to be here, he went out to travel in his early years and rarely returned home.

Now it is Zheng Feng who is helping the main person on the surface, as for the second son Zheng Yufeng, who is it? Oh oh oh, that two young people who didn't do much. This is probably the impression that others have of Zheng Yufeng.

is pressed by the boss everywhere, and is not pleasing and favorable, but anyone who is a little ambitious probably won't like this.

If they want Zheng Feng to be idle, Zheng Yufeng is a person who can make good use of it.

"And what do you want to do?" Although he was a little dizzy, Du Chun probably knew the meaning of the evening song: "What should we do?" ”

This kind of thing is too brain-stricken, and she doesn't even know how to use it. Alas, sure enough, she is still only suitable for digging and farming in the village, or doing some small business.

It's too complicated.

Wan Ge talked to her little by little, now the Zheng family is Zheng Feng's proud, and the few restaurants under his control are not as prosperous as Fujulou, but they are not far behind.

And the few cloth mills managed by Zheng Yufeng, who are not loved, are different, not to mention profits, just not losses.

"Tell me, if one day the business of the cloth shop surpasses that of the restaurant, and Zheng Yufeng's status rises, who do you threaten, and will he be able to sit still?"

Now Zheng Feng is not worried, he is not worried, it is because he knows that Zheng Yufeng is not as good as himself. But if one day it turns around, I'm afraid that the first one who can't sit still will be Zheng Feng.

"Then we can't help him get the cloth village up!" Du Chun still felt a headache when he heard it, you said that if they had a lot of money, they could help buy it, but the problem was that they didn't have any money!

You say find someone to buy it, but it doesn't seem realistic.

"I want to think about it." Evening Song dangled on the recliner, thinking quickly in her head.

Selling cloth, to put it bluntly, what people look at is your color, your style, and your quality. It's all done, so why worry about no one buying it.

Look at Ruan Ji, it is so expensive, and there are still many people rushing to buy it, just because the fabrics are good, the fancy styles on the top are good-looking, and the clothes made by the colors are good-looking.

"Tomorrow we will go to the Zheng family's cloth workshop to have a look." To understand the reason why the cloth is not selling well, it is better to prescribe the right medicine later.

"Okay, just follow you, do whatever you say." Anyway, she explained, and she didn't understand it very well.

But Wan Ge doesn't think so, in her opinion, maybe one day they will get out of this town. Even if you don't go out, at least you have to work hard to have the ability to protect yourself, not everyone can bully, you have to weigh it again and again before you do it,

There is nothing wrong with seeing more, learning more, and thinking more.

After chatting, the hour was almost up, I moved the chair in and rested, and when I woke up, it was tomorrow.

Tonight's night was extraordinarily quiet, and even the stars and moon were hidden, and they did not show their faces. At night, the lights of every house are extinguished one after another, and finally the hustle and bustle returns to silence.

The next day, the braised meat shop was not opened, and Zhao Zhuang accompanied the two of them to the cloth mill.

For the past two days, he was alone in the shop, and the two of them went out, and sometimes he couldn't figure out what they were doing.

Anyway, I'm quite tired, so I might as well take a day off and see what they're going to do. Running outside every day, I can't do it.

There are several Zheng Jiade cloth workshops, how to say that they are also the soil emperor here, with the support of the government, how can they do it if they can't make some achievements.

Several cloth mills are not together, but scattered all over the place, among which there is one in the town, called Yunfang.

I probably want to say that this fabric is as soft and comfortable as a cloud on the body, but of course this is just a gimmick, and I don't know if I have to try it on my body.

But ah, even if there is, it is estimated that the price is not cheap. Except for the princes and nobles, the rich and the rich, no one can afford it.

Yunfang's business is indeed much more deserted than the surrounding ones. I walked in and saw no one else except for a guy who was dozing off and guarding the shop.

When the man heard the noise, he lazily lifted his eyelids, and when he saw that it was a guest, he stretched his waist and yawned: "What do you want to buy?" Whatever you see, whatever you want, it's all new goods that have just arrived. ”

"New?"

Wan Ge's eyes swept over the fabrics on the shelves that were already obviously dusty, or that had begun to change color after I didn't know how long they had been placed.

"Oh, do you buy it? If you don't buy it, go out, don't be here to find trouble and delay our business. The guy waved impatiently.

"What's your attitude?" Zhao Zhuang looked at him: "How can there be a business like you, we didn't even look at it, so we rushed out, what's the matter, who do you look down on." ”

"You ......" the man looked up and down, and sneered, "You don't look at who you are, who can afford to buy things here, what are you kidding." Okay, okay, don't joke here, don't buy it and leave. ”

Ignoring the scorn of the man, Wan Ge walked up to a piece of cloth, reached out to dust it off, and touched the material.

"Eh, what are you doing?" The guy was stunned when he saw it, and scolded him again and again for not buying the evening song, and she couldn't afford to pay for it.

"How did you sell this?" Wan Ge asked, as if the buddy looked down on her and didn't see it at all.

"You want to buy it?" The man looked at her suspiciously, and the look in his eyes was the same as that of a fool.

"Hey, you can stop it, don't let her buy it. Just this kind of goods, I don't even like to send me. Zhao Zhuang poked Du Chun's elbow and asked her to look at it, don't let the evening song mess around.