Su Qingluan looked carefully at the dense fly-headed small letters on the paper, and couldn't help laughing: Although this trace looks like Liang's shopkeeper, he has a bold and uninhibited personality, and Su Qingluan saw that he was used to writing as if he were a human being, and he was impatient to follow the rules.

It's not ugly, but it's a bit flamboyant.

It was the first time Su Qingluan had seen the font of the shopkeeper Liang so "well-behaved" - it was the kind of rule that he was afraid of scribbling and making it difficult for people to read clearly.

There are many shops densely written on it, most of which are from Lefeng Town, and occasionally there are three or five villages and towns more than ten miles away.

The shops include carpenter's shop, jade shop, jewelry shop...... Anyway, there are all kinds of categories that Su Qingluan may use, and Shopkeeper Liang has thought of it.

Which shop's manufactured products are of what grade and type, what shop's materials are the best and the price is the most favorable, which shop's master has the best craftsmanship, which master asks for the cheapest, and how much can the lowest price be pressed......

Anyway, if Su Qingluan had gotten this piece of paper in the first place, he would have been able to take a lot of wrongful paths - even if he removed the shops outside Lefeng Town, the rest would be enough for Su Qingluan.

At this time, Su Qingluan looked at the fluttering piece of paper in his hand again, and felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. Su Qingluan felt all kinds of thoughts in his heart for a while, feeling moved and excited, and couldn't help but run downstairs with a "bang", and saw the shopkeeper Liang in the lobby of the front hall on the first floor, holding a round general's belly and directing the men to work.

Hearing someone coming down from the upper floor, Liang Youdao's chubby face had already set up the signature Maitreya Buddha-like smile, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Su Qingluan who came down, and wiped his mouth with the palm of his hand, and wiped the smile down, and coughed twice very contrivedly: "What, Mrs. Su is leaving?" It's good to go, don't send it! ”

Su Qingluan knew that maybe the shopkeeper Liang was not really angry, but just made an awkward fuss, thinking that he didn't go to him for help because he "didn't trust" him, so he immediately laughed very dogged: "Uncle Liang, I've seen everything you gave me......"

"Humph!" Liang Youdao snorted, but stood still and didn't move, instead squinting at Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan hurriedly slammed it to the ground - anyway, she is now in men's clothes, so it is not inconsistent at all - and began to pat on the back at three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends, what Liang shopkeeper has a wide range of contacts, vast magical powers, and the small one is not looking for your help because he has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, etc......

In the end, Su Qingluan also promised Shopkeeper Liang to make him a kind of food that had not been made for others in between, to make up for the resentment that he had made blood sausage but did not have his share.

…… It's been a long day because the blood sausage from the last time was snatched up by everyone, so it's awkward here.

Su Qingluanxin said that this shopkeeper Liang is now in the age of no doubt, why is he still like a child? But thinking that the other party has helped me so much, let alone one meal, even if it is ten meals.

…… In this way, she also owes the Liu family and Mu Xing a thank-you banquet respectively...... Thinking like this, Su Qingluan always felt that his "debt" was getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, and it had reached the point where his credit was in jeopardy.

Thinking about why he had to pay it back a little first, Su Qingluan hurriedly asked, "Uncle Liang, what do you want to eat?" ”

"How do I know what else you're going to do?" Liang Youdao muttered, or added, "I like to eat fragrant, not sweet and sour, salty and fragrant!" ”

Su Qingluan peeked at the other party's general's belly: "......"

Sensing Su Qingluan's gaze, Shopkeeper Liang tightened his stomach hard, and said angrily: "Recently, autumn has passed, and I stick autumn fat!" ”

Yes, another "sticky autumn fat", do you still have a heart for your little brother and you?

Although secretly holding back a smile, Su Qingluan didn't dare to really laugh out for fear of completely making Shopkeeper Liang furious. So he nodded and said, "When I'm done with these few days, I will definitely show Uncle Liang a hand." ”

"Hmph, did I send you that bite? Let's get your little bit done with it! After speaking, he waved his hand to drive away, "Hurry up and get busy with you, it's in the way here!" ”

Seeing that the young man next to him was so frightened by the yin and yang weirdness of the shopkeeper Liang that he didn't even dare to gasp more, Su Qingluan shrugged: She better withdraw quickly, otherwise if she stays any longer, it is estimated that she will suffer the pond fish again, so she is really a little guilty.

Coming out of Hongfu Building, Su Qingluan looked at the shops that had been deliberately marked out just now—they had not been found before, and they were in Lefeng Town.

What made her happy was that even if she didn't rely on any connections, she kept comparing them by "shopping around", Su Qingluan herself chose five or six shops on the list recommended by the shopkeeper Liang.

Now all she has to do is to run the remaining shops one by one, to see if it is possible to lower the prices of all kinds of exterior clothes, or if there are any more skilled masters.

After all, if the object of sale is rich and noble, and most of them are women, then under the premise that the quality of the jam is guaranteed, no matter how beautiful the outer packaging is, it is not an exaggeration.

Of course, this kind of aesthetic can not be built on the infinitely high production cost, otherwise the original profit margin will be greatly reduced, so tossing back and forth will outweigh the loss - after all, it is not necessary to do a large number of mass production goods, there is no need to take the "small profits but quick turnover" set, not to mention, blindly increase the cost of the outer packaging, but also can not achieve the effect of "small profits but quick turnover".

Choosing the best solution to work with, and having multiple options for each direction, can make the choice a frustration.

But Su Qingluan can't collapse, and he has to keep comparing horizontally and vertically, so he has to keep running between different stores many times.

This is definitely a big physical project, running down one afternoon, Su Qingluan felt that his mouth was dry and he didn't speak, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and when he got home, he fell on the bed like a dead dog, refusing to move.

Of course, the dinner was naturally made by the Yang family - when Su Qingluan arrived home, it was completely dark, and the meal was ready, just waiting for her to eat.

Seeing Su Qingluan's weak appearance, Yang was very distressed: "Why is one of you two counted, and you are so tired that you seem to have been stripped of a layer of skin?" ”

Su Qingluan looked at his father when he heard this, so he bumped into a face that was also tired and loveless.

After the two exchanged a few words of "experience" with each other, Yang was very speechless: "The two of you, you can be regarded as father and son, your temper is more stubborn than the other, and the work can't be done in a day, why do you force yourself so hard?" ”

It's no wonder that Yang complains like this, it's really because the two of them are tired like this, it's completely because of the perfectionism that is comparable to obsessive-compulsive disorder - it would be nice if the plan was more optimized, if only it could be done better......

Su Qingluan couldn't help but slander: Could it be that Daddy in this life is also a Virgo?