Chapter 3 Market Open

The door creaked, accompanied by Aunt Wu's hurried footsteps, approached the bedside, saw that Mingyi woke up, and wiped tears and sighed sideways.

Mingyi sighed in her heart, her parents died early, and she had never tried to have relatives cry for her, she didn't feel warm, but she was full of fear: "Aunt Wu, don't cry, I'm fine." ”

"How can it be okay. The lady doesn't like to cry since she was a child, just like a man, she is strong in everything......" Aunt Wu muttered, carefully holding Mingyi's right hand up, untying the linen cloth that wrapped the wound, and the tears couldn't stop, "The lady endures, I'm afraid this medicine will have to be applied for a few days." ”

Ming Yi watched Aunt Wu carefully smear a dark green medicinal mud on her burned skin with bamboo strips, the smell was a little strange in the smell, and it was a little comfortable to apply.

Aunt Wu is still chattering: "The doctor said that these medicines can remove saprophytic muscles, but it's a pity that your grandfather is gone, otherwise he will definitely have some recipes to prevent the lady from leaving scars." Saying that, I was especially afraid of mentioning Mingyi's sadness, so I took a sneak look and didn't continue.

Mingyi was reminded, although he was a stranger, but after all, it was her "grandfather" in the Tang Dynasty who died this time, and she always had to show some sadness and concern: "Grandpa's funeral, how is it?" ”

"Ah Lang has no children and nephews, and the Feng family has not heard that there are relatives within five suits, and the lady is sick, so Lianshan will take care of it. The coffin was purchased, the funeral was completed, and an auspicious day was laid for burial. Don't worry. Aunt Wu's hands and feet were nimble, she had bandaged the wounds, cleaned up the dirt, and bowed back.

Ming Yi let out a deep sigh, fortunately he didn't have to deal with those etiquette that he didn't understand. The coolness of the medicine on my arm made the summer heat a little more bearable.

After a few days of rest, Lianshan will come to report the situation of the shop after the market is closed every day. Mingyi gradually became familiar with the operation of the store, and the annoyance came from this.

Now the raw materials and finished products in the mansion have been burned, and the cash in the store is used for funeral services, and there is not a single thing left. The value of the inventory in the shop is about 123 times. If she lived here, she would be able to feed her master and servant for a year and a half. But Aunt Wu's daughter is about to give birth, and her son-in-law is also on the way home, so there is no reason for the master to come back and they still occupy the magpie's nest. If you live in a rented house, this amount of money is enough for three or four months.

And that's not the most important thing. No matter how much inventory you have, you can't sit back and eat empty. Although Ming Yi has no memory, fortunately, Lianshan knows the manufacturing process of rouge gouache well. What is lacking is the purchase capital, factories and workers.

Anyway, her Ming Niangzi is a first-class business school in modern times, and she only learned about the prices at that time from Lianshan, and Mingyi already had some calculations.

It is too expensive to restore the mansion to its original appearance, and it is not practical. However, it is not complicated to repair the half-burned inner house to make two or three rooms that can accommodate people, and it costs only three or four times, and you can live temporarily for a year and a half.

In order to free up Lianshan's hands to clean up the inner house, Mingyi had to go to the shop to cook in person, after all, the money for repairing the house still counted on the daily sales of the shop.

This is the first time that Mingyi has been in the East Market in the Tang Dynasty, with smooth floor tiles, rows of shops, slight movement of skirts, durian red warbler yellow, and many plump women coming and going, but Mingyi looks slender. She only had two words in her heart: alive. Living history, just under your feet, in front of your eyes. It's not a set of a film and television city, it's not a faded ancient painting, this feeling is wonderful. At this moment, all worries subsided temporarily, and there was only a sigh. Although it is not in the Tang Dynasty, it also seems to be prosperous and comfortable.

The people who come and go in the East Market are not as simple as they imagined, and most of the clothes and jewelry are elaborate and complicated. And Mingyi's hair bun is very simple, tied up with raw hemp, it is a mourning bun combed by Aunt Wu in the morning, with a vegetarian body, and Lianshan, who is also mourning with him, is eye-catching.

The emotion in Mingyi's heart immediately faded again, and he was full of resentment. After three years of mourning, I can't even comb a beautiful bun, let alone a gorgeous skirt with fluttering clothes. It seems that in this era, her peach blossoms have rotten roots and there is no hope.

Lian Shan walked two steps and turned back to pay attention to whether Mingyi was keeping up, ignoring the charming smile thrown by the big girl and little daughter-in-law all the way, lest this master, who had been in a trance all day, would become ill on the street.

Lianshan stopped, opened the door of the shop, the sweet fragrance of flowers came to the face, the shop was very clean, the rosewood wooden cabinet, covered with hollow carved decoration of the small lattice, delicate and gratifying. There are all kinds of rouge gouache, green daisy, lipstick, and Huadian in the lattice, and the packaged carton is a hand-painted picture of a lady, and the powder is shy. On the wooden table in the center of the store are two of the most popular powders: Osmanthus White and Apricot Powder, as well as three rouge balms: Peach Fairy Drunk, Peony Shame and Hu Meiren.

The rouge gouache of this shop can last for three generations, one of which comes from the family formula, and it is constantly improved, and new products are often produced; The second comes from rigorous technology, and the workers used have been personally trained, skilled, and the products are guaranteed. Lian Shan always looked proud when he said this, and Ming Yi was not very interested, but he saw the layout of the store and had many ideas.

First, the wood color of the store is too dark, and the overall color is dull, stiff, and lacks femininity. With the current economic situation, it is impossible to rebuild the wooden frame, but to add soft decorative elements to enhance the feminine atmosphere, the most commonly used ones that can be used today, such as flowers and silk.

Second, the display function is available, but the experience function is lacking. When the buyer comes to the store, he only looks at the identification of the goods by looking, smelling and asking, and does not have a personal experience, let alone find the right goods for himself through comparison. The level of experience can be divided into intuitive product experience, makeup experience combining goods and services, and higher-level VIP experience. At present, the easiest thing to achieve is to provide special samples for buyers to try for free, and the second is to use the existing manpower: she Ming Niangzi herself and Lianshan to carry out the overall makeup service.

Third, the whole store seems to be lifeless, passively waiting for buyers to come to the door, which is not attractive enough. Frequent point-of-sale promotions will drive a lot of popularity, especially if they are in dire need of repatriation. However, discounted sales are easy to damage the vitality of the brand and damage the interests of old customers, so it is better to launch some seasonal limited gifts, and the short-term promotion effect is the best.

Ming Yi thought, getting more and more excited, feeling that inspiration was gushing, lest he forget in a blink of an eye, and grabbed Lianshan: "Quick, after closing the shop, let's find a clean place to talk about things." ”

Lian Shan was stunned, his face turned red, he lowered his head to lock the door, and replied softly: "Then let's go upstairs." ”

Ming Yi felt a little ambiguous, turned around and took a closer look, there was a crimson heavy silk curtain hanging on the inside of the store, faintly revealing the gaps, there should be something inside. Listening to Lianshan's words, there is also an upstairs here, which is obviously a private meeting between the two.

I heard Lianshan say a lot of things in the shop in order to bring her back to her senses. Although the reputation of the shop is famous, the scale is not large, and her grandfather is all over the world all year round, looking for a better source of spices and flowers, and secondly, to maintain the status of distinguished guests. The rouge of Shijingfang can be selected as a tribute every year, and it is also the personal contact between Grandpa and General Ma Yuanzhen Ma that this ladder is passed. Lianshan is the Feng family raised by the side since childhood, deeply respected, in addition to the tribute, all products are produced by Lianshan, in charge of production. And she is a spicy lady, in charge of store sales, and the black and white things on the ground that need to be addressed.

When the factory is not busy, Lian Shan often goes to the store to do something for Mingyi, as for what is invisible, she always feels that it is very likely that Lian Shan's eyes and body language to her are in awe and intimate.

Lianshan had already locked the door, and Mingyi took a step to lift the curtain, retreated to the side, and waited for Mingyi to go up first.

Ming Yi saw that he lowered his head, his face was flushed, and he was also a little embarrassed, and the picture in his mind was that Lianshan's clothes were half-faded, and his sense of temptation was eaten by both men and women, and his feet were like stepping on cotton, soft and inexplicable.

On the second floor, in front of Ming Yi were two rooms, east and west, both closed. Lianshan flashed in front of her, opened the west room, it was dark and dark, and a warm aroma came to her face, very oriental, very animal. Lianshan lit the floor candlestick of the West House, the smell was even stronger, and in the dim yellow candlelight, I saw a wide rose-red beauty couch across the room. The ground was covered with snow-white sheepskin, and there was no sound when stepped on, revealing a faint fishy smell.

Ming Yifang stepped on it and immediately retreated. This is indeed where her master and servant seek pleasure, even if she covets the young flesh in front of her, but it is just a conjecture, she really can't do this kind of thing of eating tender grass. He cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment: "Is there a bright place, I want to talk about the store." ”

Lian Shan looked up at her, his face was a little complicated under the candlelight, it seemed ordinary, and the corners of his mouth seemed to hang down slightly, revealing disappointment. He didn't ask again, and went straight to the east house: "Then let's go to the study to discuss." ”

Before the candlelight in the Westinghouse went out, Ming Yi couldn't help but take another look, a leather whip hung on the wall, and she was shocked again. They play quite hard. I didn't dare to think about it, so I went straight to the study.

The view of the East House is completely different, bright and clean. It is probably similar to the modern general manager's office, with a desk on the left hand, a row of bookcases, and a couch on the right side of the window, with a tea set, which can serve guests. The house is full of ink fragrance, which is combined with the aroma of agarwood ornaments on the table, refreshing and comfortable.

Ming Yi sat down at the desk, took a piece of paper casually, and looked carefully at the golden flowers sprinkled in it, which should be used by Ming Niangzi. Lian Shan hesitated again, and hurriedly helped Yan Mo, as if he had no intention of saying: "Does the lady want to invite Liu to join the army or Wu Shaoyin?" This time, they didn't show their faces, it was really a waste of the lady......" He saw that Mingyi's face was wrong, and stopped abruptly.

Ming Yi's full business passion was poured back by these words, first, she didn't know anything about the joints to be opened to do business in Tang Shi, and second, this confirmed that this Ming lady is not a good stubble, it seems that these two people, maybe more men, have an unclean relationship, how to clean up these relationships in the future? Let her be a hypocrisy, Israel can't do it, in case the other party is a dry and deflated old man, how can she eat!

Throw the gold sprinkling paper aside, and solve it first!