Dad waved his hand, very frustrated, and walked towards the room.

Zhao Qianqian thought about it, my father is like this, I am afraid that he will be sad for a while, it is better to find something to do, so that he does not think about these troublesome things.

There are some things that you can't figure out for a day or two, and you can't get over that hurdle, maybe after the baptism of time, there will be a different scene.

Zhao Qianqian stopped him: "Dad, I ordered a batch of fabrics, I want to do a cloak business, I asked some people to go to the warehouse today to see the cloak samples, but a few of my tailors have never made cloaks, I am worried that the guests will ask, the tailors don't know how to answer, can you help me teach him?"

Dad stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Qianqian: "What did you say?"

Zhao Qianqian repeated what he had just said, and Daddy Mune's expression changed slightly.

"If you don't help me, I won't be able to do this business, the cloak you made is so beautiful, no one in Qingyun City can do it better than you."

If you want to do this business, it's because Daddy's cloak is done well, and if Daddy refuses to help, it's really tricky.

"Well, I'll go with you to the warehouse now." Daddy regained his old smile.

Zhao Qianqian picked up a few packs of finished cloaks: "Let's go, if you don't go, I'm afraid the people in Buzhuang will have to wait in a hurry."

The old man got up: "I also went back to the house to practice calligraphy, oh, you kid hasn't played chess with me for a long time, come and play chess with me at night."

As he spoke, he walked to Shen Junchen's side, said something in a very small voice, and then went straight into the backyard.

Zhao Qianqian looked puzzled: "What did Grandpa tell you?" God babble."

Shen Junchen smiled silently, and took the big bag of things in her hand: "I'll send you over."

Zhao Qianqian was not polite to him, and handed him a few bags of cloaks.

Less than two miles from home to the warehouse, Shen Junchen sent the two to the warehouse, and then left, going to do his own business.

Now that the time of the appointment with the cloth village has passed, Zhao Qianqian is not sure whether the other party handed over the fabric to the person in the warehouse, because only the deposit was paid, and the other party has not cooperated with each other, and the other party will not deliver the goods if he does not get the balance.

There were more than a dozen people standing at the door of the warehouse, as if waiting for someone, all the time looking around.

Zhao Qianqian's cloak yesterday was a snow-white fox fur, and today's cloak is a big red double-layer cloak made by his father, with a little cotton added to it, and white rabbit fur on the side, which is very dazzling in red and white.

And compared to her white jade-like skin and intriguously carved countenance, this dress became a green leaf on a red flower, just an embellishment.

Because she looks like a fairy, everyone is deeply impressed by Zhao Qianqian, after all, in Qingyun City, they haven't seen a woman who is more beautiful than her.

Before they reached the door of the warehouse, everyone recognized it.

"Wow! It's beautiful!"

"Girl, I'm going to make one of these cloaks."

"I'll order one for my daughter."

"I'll order one for my wife."

「……」

Everyone was gossiping, originally they just wanted to come and see it, but this live model put on this cloak, it was so good to see it, anyone who saw it would be moved.

Zhao Qianqian asked everyone to wait at the door for a while, and she went in to hang the cloak on a hanger.

A seamstress pointed to a pile of fabrics and said to Zhao Qianqian: "Sister, a cloth village named Yun Jinxuan sent a lot of cloth over, and the third master happened to bring guests over to choose cotton, he paid the silver, and the cloth was placed over there, do you want to take a look?"

The third master is mortal dust, it is the title given to him by Zhao Qianqian, for which he was sad for a while, Shen Junchen didn't make any effort, and he went to the second master, he was more tired than a cow every day, but he only sealed a third master, and people are really angry compared to people.

However, he is ashamed that he is not as good as the big boss, and he can only accept the reality.

Zhao Qianqian responded: "Well, you call everyone over first, I have something to tell you."

There are a total of nine people in the tailor shop, all of whom make quilts, cotton clothes and cotton shoes, and the style made is nothing new, and the sales are average, but it is no problem to feed ten people.

Zhao Qianqian will introduce everyone

Daddy, and explained the purpose of the day, and then took everyone to take a closer look at the hanging cloak.

Dad told everyone the principle of making cloaks, all of which are in this industry, and they can be understood as soon as they talk about it, so it doesn't take much effort for everyone to know how to make cloaks.

Zhao Qianqian asked everyone to find a row of shelves and put the fabrics on the table according to her instructions.

After everything was ready, Zhao Qianqian invited all the people who were waiting outside to order the cloak into the warehouse.

Later, some people came one after another, and the father personally measured the size for each person, and the other tailors watched from the sidelines, and they felt that there was no problem, so they gave the customers the size separately, and the business they received was completed separately, but they must ensure that the completion time was acceptable to the guests.

Zhao Qianqian explained the matter to the manager of the tailor shop and went to the rouge gouache shop.

Now the business in the store is very good, and the shopkeeper Li didn't find that Zhao Qianqian came over, but the guests inside stopped to choose rouge when they saw the woman who looked like a fairy, and they were all "watching" this visitor from outside the world.

Shopkeeper Li hurriedly put down his abacus: "Boss, you're here."

Everyone was surprised and whispered, saying that such a small girl turned out to be the owner of this shop, presumably the young lady of a wealthy man's family.

Zhao Qianqian walked to the counter: "Well, has the ready-to-wear store next door been rented?"

Shopkeeper Li frowned: "It's not settled, the rent is not cheap, the rent of ten taels of silver per month, the owner is in the store today, why don't we go to the meeting?"

Zhao Qianqian looked at the customers of the store and thought for a while, "You are busy, I'll go over and take a look."

Zhao Qianqian stayed in the ready-to-wear store next door for half an hour, and when he came out, he had a house deed in his hand.

Shopkeeper Li had just finished coming over, and the two met at the door.

"How? Have you rented it?" Shopkeeper Li asked.

Zhao Qianqian nodded: "Sort of."

Shopkeeper Li wondered, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Qianqian: "I bought it."

Shopkeeper Li was a little surprised, the business of this store is not good, it can't be opened, and it seems too hasty to buy it in such a hurry.

This girl's ability is undoubted, but it costs a lot of silver to buy a shop, and it will be difficult to sell it later.

After thinking about it for a while, Shopkeeper Li decided to remind her, "Do you want to think again? His family's business is not very good, why don't you rent it for a month first? It's never too late to buy when business is good."

Zhao Qianqian smiled: "Don't worry, no problem, I'll find the shopkeeper Zeng to decorate, maybe the business will be very hot."

She went to Qingyunzhai and drew the design of the decoration in the guest room where she had been in charge.

The shopkeeper has trained several young people, all of whom are scholars who are ordinary scholars, learn things quickly, have flexible minds, and now many things are handed over to these young people to do, and the shopkeeper Zeng patrols the store every day.

Zhao Qianqian handed the design to a young man in his early twenties and told him some key points, and the drawings had the address of the renovated house.

"When does the proprietor use the store?" The man asked.

Zhao Qianqian thought for a while: "The sooner the better, it is best to complete it in three to five days."

There are no chemicals in the decoration here, it is all wood or some white mortar, and it can be used after brushing, and there is no smell.

Because I just started doing it, not many people know about it, and the traffic in Yuhutong is large, and the customers of the rouge gouache shop will soon be able to gather popularity.

The young man calculated the personnel and time, and replied, "No problem, I will press the project that is not in a hurry, and transfer all the personnel, and it will be completed in three days at most."

Zhao Qianqian also designed some model styles and handed them to the young man: "The size of these models must be standard, otherwise the clothes made later will not be standard."

The young man replied, "Don't worry, the owner will make it according to the standard."

"Hmm."

Zhao Qianqian is very satisfied with the few young people newly trained by the shopkeeper, these people are a little bit of knowledge exchange, and the work efficiency is also high.

Zhao Qianqian was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar back and entered Qingyunzhai through another door.

He turned to the familiar figure and followed, "Mortal?" She squealed uncertainly.

The reason for not knowing is that they have been looking at the furniture inside with their backs to her.

Probably hearing someone call him, Fan Chen turned around: "Shallow, you found here, I asked you to wait in the teahouse, and we are ready to go back to the teahouse after seeing it here."

Fanchen asked Ye Qianfan to bring the letter, but when Ye Qianfan left, Zhao Qianqian hadn't returned home yet, so it wasn't clear at all.

Zhao Qianqian looked at Fan Chen with a puzzled expression: "When did you ask me to wait in the teahouse, I only saw you now."

"Didn't you see them?" Fan Chen asked.

Zhao Qianqian shook his head: "No."

Fan Chen seemed to understand something, and nodded: "Then forget it,"

"Miss Zhao." Bai Ziheng walked out from behind Fan Chen and shouted.

Zhao Qianqian saw Bai Ziheng at this time, and suddenly remembered what happened last night.

Originally, the two of them had dinner together, but they got drunk, and then left with Shen Junchen, leaving Bai Ziheng there alone.

With the last time he got drunk with kiwi fruit in the cottage, Zhao Qianqian didn't feel that he was plotted by someone, but he was drunk again.

She was very reluctant not to go: "Bai Gongzi, I was really sorry last night, I was drunk, so I will treat me at noon today and make up for last night's meal."

"Are you drunk?"

Bai Ziheng wondered, didn't she suspect that there were other problems at all.

"Yes, I can't drink alcohol, I can get drunk in a small sip, maybe the fruit brew I drank last night was mixed with wine."

Zhao Qianqian is still explaining.

It seems that Zhao Qianqian is completely unaware of the fact that he was plotted by others, but this is not the place to talk about things.

Fan Chen interrupted their conversation: "He is also drunk, I brought him back, you have a treat at noon today, and you invite me by the way."

Zhao Qianqian curled the corners of his lips: "No problem, I just have something to look for you."

Fan Chen took Bai Ziheng to see the furniture, but Dongjunguo was far away, so he could only bring some small commodities to go, and he could only buy one sample of big things.

There are a lot of hangers of various styles, and no one in any country makes such a thing as hangers, all of them use coat racks, but the clothes that can be hung are limited.

Something like a hanger can hang a lot of clothes, and you don't have to fold them all, and you have to crease when you fold them, and you need to be smooth when you wear them.

The hanger can be hung to keep the quality flat.

The three of them walked around Qingyunzhai for a while, Bai Ziheng selected the goods, and asked Xiao Er to deliver the goods to the inn according to the address.

The matter was close to noon, and the three of them went to Qian Mantang.

The money shopkeeper has not seen Zhao Qianqian for a long time, like a long-lost father who has seen his daughter, and he is very excited.

The money shopkeeper pretended to be angry: "Girl, when did you come back? Don't come to sit with me, dare to forget me."

Zhao Qianqian cooperated very well: "Even if you forget yourself, you can't forget Daddy Qian, I think of you every day, no, when it comes to eating, I think of you."

The shopkeeper laughed and said, "I'll be a guest at noon today, you can order whatever you want, and order whatever you want."

Zhao Qian tilted his head and thought, "I want to eat bear paws, lion heads, tiger skin green peppers, ants on trees, and cat ears."

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "No problem, the two guest officers please order."

The two people he said naturally refer to Fan Chen and Bai Ziheng.

Bai Ziheng Zhao Qianqian called a series of animal names, very surprised, this person's fetish is too scary, she also wants to eat bear paws, I haven't heard of where there are bears, where are there bear paws?

And the lion's head, who can hit the lion? There are also tiger skin green peppers, presumably fried tiger skin with green peppers, and she even has ants to eat, it feels disgusting to think about it, who else can bear to eat cat ears? This girl is really different.

He said lightly, "I can do it."

Fan Chen unceremoniously ordered a few dishes.

A few people are there

When Qian Mantang was eating happily, in a room in Yihong Courtyard, the old bustard knelt on the ground and landed on all fours.

"You spare me, I really don't know those two people, the one who booked the room was a woman in black, the one who ordered the food was a middle-aged man, and the one who gave the fruit brew was another girl in green, I didn't know they were drugged, it's not my business."

The old bustard also thought that the silver was easy to come by, and booked a room for twenty taels of silver, ordered food for twenty taels of silver, and sent wine for ten taels of silver. There has never been such a good thing, who knows that there is a difficult master behind this.