Lin Qiya, who left from Mingyuan, didn't know where she was going, but she was wandering around the city, and when she walked to Yuji Buzhuang, she went in to take a look.

The shopkeeper and the buddies all knew about her, so even if they knew that she wasn't here to buy something, they were quite enthusiastic about her.

Because of the beginning of spring, the store has been very busy, Lin Qiya stayed here for a short time, and made several orders, whether it is cotton cloth or ready-to-wear made of cotton cloth, it is very popular.

"I heard that your owner sold all the cotton cloth to Weikou City?" When Lin Qiya saw that there were a little fewer people here, she chatted with the shopkeeper.

"Yes, not only Weikou City, but also other surrounding cities have shops to enter our cotton cloth, this cotton cloth since last year's successful planting, this year the owner has bought a lot of land to plant cotton, the pressure on raw materials has also been reduced, and it is very convenient to promote."

"Why doesn't Young Master Yu open the store in other cities? The money you make from this cooperation is not as much as the money you make. ”

"Who's to say no, take the city of Weikou that the girl just mentioned, as far as I know, there are several shops in that city for ready-made fabrics, but they are all proprietors, and they also sell the cotton cloth we provide.

If we sell it ourselves, needless to say, the business is absolutely good, just like the original colorful cloth village, and in the end we can only sell the inventory.

The owner should have his considerations, so we just do what the owner says. ”

"Also, you get busy first, I'll go shopping elsewhere." Lin Qiya originally wanted to chat with the shopkeeper, but this time there will be customers again, and the guy is too busy to come alone, so the shopkeeper can only help.

Lin Qiya couldn't wait here for the shopkeeper to chat with her, so she could only say goodbye to the shopkeeper and leave.

There are no new things in the city recently, Lin Liya felt bored after strolling around, so she walked to Mingyuan, she was going to find a place near Mingyuan to wait, so that Lin Liwen would see him as soon as he came out.

However, Ming Yuan is a quiet place to be found, and there is not even a business outside.

Lin Qiya was forced to find a stone not far from the Ming Garden and sit down.

Secretly took out a peach from the space to eat, and when she was eating happily, she saw a person coming out of the Ming Garden, and she knew from her height and the way she walked that it was not Lin Xuwen, so she didn't care.

However, the man stopped in front of her and asked politely.

"Is it Miss Lin?" The person who came looked Lin Qianya up and down, and he had clearly seen Lin Qiya eating, but now he had nothing in his hand.

"I am, I wonder what my uncle is looking for me?"

"My lord is invited."

"Your lord? Mr. Wen? Lin Qiya saw that she came out of Mingyuan, so she naturally knew who the master he was talking about, but now she was beating a drum in her heart, and she didn't know why this Mr. Wen was looking for her.

"Exactly, girl, please."

"Uncle Lao leads the way."

Although she was beating the drum in her heart, since Mr. Wen called, it was impossible for her to refuse, and she also hoped that Mr. Wen could accept Lin Wenwen as a student, if she offended Mr. Wen, it would be worth the loss.

The façade of the Ming Garden is very small, but after entering the door, it is a different scene, a bamboo forest, with the wind blowing and making a rustling sound, not only where the fragrance of flowers wafts from, which makes people feel refreshed.

But Lin Qiya did not enjoy this scene, but cautiously followed behind the uncle, walked through the corridor, and saw a pavilion in the depths of the bamboo forest, in which two people were sitting, one old and one young.

The young man sat respectfully, while the old man squinted his eyes slightly with a smile on his face, smelling the fragrance of tea from the teacup in his hand.