After the woman left, the man took a look at Lin Qiya, and then went into the back room to talk to the people inside about Lin Qiya.

The man came out with a teacup, which seemed to have been used by the woman just now, but it had nothing to do with Lin Qiya, and she was now getting up and preparing to go into the back room to meet the new owner of Yu Ji Buzhuang.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a young man sitting at the table drinking tea, and from the color of the teacup, it could be seen that this set of tea sets was the same as the teacup that the guy took out just now.

This Yu Ji's young owner is really frugal, but this familiar face made Lin Qiya think that she was hallucinating.

Yu Ji's young owner was actually the one Lin Qiya saved before, and the servant next to this young master Yu seemed to know him, and his expression was a little surprised when he entered the house.

"What do you call a girl?" Young Master Yu seized the opportunity to ask Lin Qiya's name this time, although he already knew it.

"My surname is Lin, you can just call me Miss Lin."

"I heard my buddy say that Miss Lin is here to sell cloth, I don't know what kind of color the cloth in Miss Lin's hand is, the average Miss Bulin can directly negotiate with my buddy, of course, this is the first time we have dealt with each other, and it is good to know each other, and the next surname is Yu Mingyan Zimo." Yu Zimo didn't care about Lin Qiya, he only said his surname, and took his time in his words, after all, there was only a relationship between buying vegetables before, and now there is a cloth business, will it be far from the two of them getting acquainted?

"I'm afraid that your guy won't be able to understand it, so I'll have to wait." Lin Qiya said as she took out the tightly wrapped cloth in her basket.

Yu Zimo didn't think that he could see any good cloth here, but he still took the cloth from Lin Qiya's hand very seriously.

After opening the layer of paper wrapped in the cloth, Yu Zimo, as a person from a cloth merchant family, recognized it as cotton cloth at a glance.

This kind of cotton cloth has appeared in the national capital Jinyi City for a period of time, this cloth absorbs water and breathes, and because the raw materials are as white as clouds, it is also particularly beautiful after coloring.

It's just that the raw material of this cloth is not easy to grow, and it is only grown in the Western Regions, and the purchase price of this raw material has become very high.

Although many people have tried to transplant it to the mainland, the survival rate has not been high because of the lack of understanding of its habits, and of course, there are still large families who occasionally invite special florists to plant a few plants for ornamentation. However, it is said that it is not easy to survive, so no one has grown this plant since then, and this cloth has become very scarce.

"You knit this cloth?" Yu Zimo asked curiously, although he had seen the loom in Lin Qiya's house before, but Lin Qiya had never woven cloth during the time he was there, and he thought that the loom was just an ornament.

Now Lin Qiya not only took out the cloth, but also the cotton cloth, which made him a little surprised, looking Lin Qiya up and down, feeling that this girl seemed to reveal a kind of mystery from the beginning.

Whether it's the healing water or the vegetables sold, it's all mysterious, and now this cotton cloth has been made.

When he was in her house, he had obviously seen her family's field of less than one acre, and there was no such thing as cotton in it, but the cotton cloth in front of him was so clearly placed in front of him, and he couldn't help but want to know if this cloth was woven by Lin Yuya.

"Of course, it took twelve days for this cloth to be spun and woven into it, and I would not have wanted to weave it if it weren't for the fact that it was really good. Your family can't accept this cloth, if you don't accept it, I'll be too lazy to move. Lin Qiya's words showed everywhere that this cloth was the fruit of her labor, and also said that if this cloth wanted more, there must be a reason for her to be willing to move.