"Where are your eyes looking?"

After Yan'er noticed his gaze, she subconsciously raised her arms and held them in front of her, pouting her mouth and looking at Zhao Cuo with dissatisfied eyes.

"Can Madam start a garment business?"

Zhao Cuo asked without changing his expression.

"few."

Madam Yan shook her head.

"Except for some dignitaries who customize ready-made clothes, most ordinary people buy materials and sew their own clothes. What's wrong?"

"Where is the bellyband the woman wears?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly said something abrupt.

"Are you teasing Yan'er?"

Yan'er glanced at her with some annoyance, his purple eyes were charming and soul-stirring.

"I'm discussing this with you seriously."

Although Zhao Cuo said this, he also knew in his heart that discussing such topics with women of this era was pure harassment.

"This business is naturally done."

Fortunately, Yan'er was not an ordinary woman. She didn't even blush. She was worthy of being the one who let the maid take him to the boudoir without saying a word.

"How exactly?"

Zhao Cuo asked further.

"let me see……"

Madam Yan raised her little hand and touched her shiny chin.

"My subordinates told me that we opened a Lengxiang Pavilion in Xiangjing, which specializes in women's items such as makeup and powder. We also have bellybands, but the business is not good, so it is not taken seriously."

"Then let's start from here."

Zhao Cuo nodded and said.

"You, a grown man, want to teach me how to run a bellyband business?"

Yan'er looked at him with a bit of disgust.

"Let's talk about it at your house."

Zhao Cuo, who had decided not to be a human being, would not be ashamed of such a thing. The stupid Yan'er was easily aroused by his curiosity. After Yuyu returned the two maids, they got on the carriage and headed towards the outskirts of the capital.

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"This... what kind of evil way is this!"

In the boudoir full of sparkling decorations, Yan'er looked at the sketch in her hand that was made by Young Master Zhao with a look of astonishment on her face. Even now she felt a little hot.

"Any questions?"

Zhao Cuo, who was sitting on her jade bed, asked nonchalantly.

"What do you think?"

Yan'er looked at him with a flushed face.

"How many women dare to wear something that seems unspeakable at first glance?"

"Ma'am, why don't you try it on first?"

Zhao Cuo suggested.

"Absolutely not!"

She puffed up her cheeks. This girlish charm combined with the figure of a woman was really hard to control.

"Are the dignified ascetics in the fourth realm still bound by secular concepts?"

Zhao Cuo used a provoking method that was bound to be effective for her.

"Do you think it's useful to arouse me?"

With a sullen look on his face, Yan'er stepped forward and pulled him up from the bed, turned around and walked outside.

"But in order to cope with the Xiao Chamber of Commerce's offensive, it's okay for me to aggrieve myself. I want to see how good this thing of yours is."

Plan passes.

"Madam, can you still be a female celebrity?"

Zhao Cuo was pulled by her to a room with a beautiful loom.

"What's so difficult about this?"

Yan'er raised her slender eyebrows and shouted outside, and a maid walked in.

"Make this thing for me."

She said while handing over the manuscript paper in her hand.

Zhao Cuo: "..."

Yan'er's maids were basically half of her disciples. With the addition of Taoism, several samples were quickly made.

"I really don't know what's going on in your mind..."

Mrs. Yan's little face turned red as she looked at the piece of clothing in her hand that looked like two jade bowls turned upside down.

"It's already getting dark. If Madam doesn't hurry up, we will waste our training time."

Zhao Cuo reminded.

"Then what are you still standing here for?"

Yan'er glanced at Zhao Cuo, who returned to the dormitory with him.

"You don't want me to wear it for you, do you?"

She snorted softly, but Mr. Zhao didn't respond. He turned around and walked out of the room and closed the door.

"It's okay to sell it to the noble ladies in the capital as an interesting item in the house."

Yan'er also felt that this thing was not useless, but it should be impossible to replace the bellyband, and ordinary women would not accept it.

The lake green monk's robe slipped off with the whisper, and the late emperor's widow blushed as she faced the bronze mirror. She already felt that her figure was a bit vulgar, and she felt that she could not see anyone now.

but……

"Why does it seem to be more comfortable to wear than ordinary bellybands... So this is the beauty of this thing!"

She, who already had a plump figure, reacted immediately, turned around in surprise, walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and happily held the hand of the handsome young man standing outside.

"I see!"

She said excitedly to Mr. Zhao who was staying there for some reason.

"This piece of clothing of yours seems to be more beneficial to the body than a bellyband. As long as we find a few Xinglin sages to spread the word, we can definitely make this thing a must-have item for women!"

"As long as you understand..."

Zhao Cuo reluctantly looked away from her.

"What?"

Madam Yan tilted her little head blankly, then the smile on her face froze, and she lowered her head and glanced at her plump body.

"Go back to the house quickly."

Zhao Cuo helplessly raised his hand and pressed it on her delicate shoulder, pushed this idiot who forgot everything when he was excited into the room, and closed the door before her eyes burst into tears.

"What you just did doesn't count."

After a long time, the two of them sat cross-legged on the jade bed in the house. Although Yan'er's eyes were red and he was worried about what happened just now, he did not put the blame on Zhao Cuo and lowered his head as if nothing happened.

"This bellyband of yours can indeed be made. I will arrange it tomorrow. You can decide how to calculate the bill."

"That's five to five."

Zhao Cuo said casually.

"Once this thing comes out, anyone can easily copy it. You have to establish your unshakable position in the market before imitations become popular."

"Um……"

Madam Yan suddenly frowned.

"But it needs to be customized before you can wear it. You have to find a way to distinguish the model. Otherwise, I'm afraid only wealthy families can afford it."

"You can use A, B, C, D, and E to grade from small to large."

Zhao Cuo took out the algorithm he had just written down while she was changing clothes. He was once a young and promising man who had studied this knowledge, but it was a pity that he did not have time to clear his browser history before he came to this world.

"Keeping this secret can greatly slow down the emergence of imitation products."
To be continued...