When Shopkeeper Jia heard the movement, he turned his head to see that a tall, stout man with a dark face was holding a hoe and staring at him unkindly.

He was startled and asked sharply, "What are you going to do?" ”

"I'm going to ask you more." Father Ye tightened his hoe: "What are you doing sneaking around at my doorstep?" ”

Shopkeeper Jia looked Father Ye up and down, suddenly changed his face, and said with a smile on his face: "I am the shopkeeper of the Xiangtai Dyeing Workshop in the town, and I came to talk to you about business." ”

Nothing to do, Father Ye was more cautious, and he didn't greet him to enter the door, but his face was full of suspicion.

Shopkeeper Jia was annoyed in his heart, how could the people in this family be more difficult to deal with one by one.

He stubbornly said, "Why don't we talk about it in the house?" ”

Father Ye took a look inside the house and saw Ye Xiaoman talking to a man in brocade clothes, so he asked Shopkeeper Jia: "There are obviously people at home, why are you outside?" ”

Shopkeeper Jia is embarrassed to say that he is hesitant.

Aunt Ye heard them talking, looked at the shopkeeper Jia's exquisite clothes, and said, "Since you are here to discuss business, please sit in the room." ”

Shopkeeper Jia breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to say: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

Well, they invited him in, not because he didn't want to leave.

In the house, after Ye Xiaoman finished talking with Boss Xia, he got up to see him off.

Two groups of people met in the courtyard.

Boss Xia clenched his fists at the shopkeeper Jia, smiling so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

"Brother Jia, he's busy, I'm done talking about the next thing, let's go first."

Looking at his villain's triumphant appearance, Shopkeeper Jia panicked and shook his hands perfunctorily.

Boss Xia didn't care at all, and they nodded with Daddy Ye and left happily. He wasn't worried at all, Ye Xiaoman couldn't sell the Xiangfei-colored recipe at all.

Aunt Ye asked Ye Xiaoman: "Who is that?" ”

Without waiting for Ye Xiaoman to answer, Shopkeeper Jia preemptively said: "Auntie, I will pay 50,000 taels to buy your dyeing recipe." ”

Fifty thousand taels? Aunt Ye's eyes were straight, she had never seen so much money, and it was the first time she had even heard it.

Ye Xiaoman saw that Shopkeeper Jia actually had the face to mention the matter of buying dyeing prescriptions again, he was simply stubborn and angry.

"Shopkeeper Jia, could it be that you have not been rejected once, and you want to be rejected several times?"

Refuse? Refuse 50,000 taels? Aunt Ye was in a hurry, so she pulled Ye Xiaoman aside.

"What are you talking about, kid? That's 50,000 taels! ”

What about 50,000 taels!

Ye Xiaoman whispered the contract signed with Boss Xia to Aunt Ye, and persuaded her: "Mother, this recipe is in our hands, a month is as little as two or three hundred taels, as much as six or seven or eight taels, this year is nearly 10,000 taels, do you say that it is cost-effective to sell the seller, or is it cost-effective to sell cloth?" ”

Aunt Ye is not stupid, as soon as Ye Xiaoman said this, she immediately understood the stakes, and stood on Ye Xiaoman's side without hesitation.

Shopkeeper Jia knew that it was not good, and gritted his teeth ruthlessly and said: "One hundred thousand taels!" I'll buy your recipe for 100,000 taels! ”

Without waiting for Ye Xiaoman to say, Aunt Ye said, "Don't sell it, you can go." My daughter has the final say, our recipe is not for sale"

Seeing that the duck in his hand was flying, Shopkeeper Jia had a gloomy face.

"Let me tell you, I am very familiar with the county master, if you don't sell me this recipe today, I won't be able to sell a foot of your cloth!"

Yo, if the deal fails, even benevolence and righteousness are gone, right, Ye Xiaoman sneered: "Then Jia Zhang, you are late, the cloth in the future of my family, the splendid record has been collected." ”

Shopkeeper Jia choked and said unwillingly: "Let's see later!" "Shake it off and leave.

Ye Xiaoman deliberately said to Qi Shan: "Shanzi go and close the door, lest the mad dog come to make trouble again." Qi Shan responded loudly.

Shopkeeper Jia went out of the door with his front foot, and the door on his back foot closed with a "bang", so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Not far away, Aunt Qiu heard the movement, rolled her eyes, and beckoned to Shopkeeper Jia.