Which one sells things like this? You don’t drive people out.

Hearing Liu Yunxiang's remarks, the onlookers shook their heads, feeling that they could not afford it, and they also felt that her shop would not last long.

Liu Yunxiang said unstoppable and said, "We are rushing to make a gorgeous dress in the Nanhonglou building. The silk used is the treasure of our store. A noble man has ordered this dress. You might as well reveal that this golden moon is sold for tens of thousands of taels. When the Hundred Flowers Festival, you will be able to see its true face."

When Liu Yunxiang was talking, the fat woman had already run away secretly. After listening to the audience, they said that when the Hundred Flowers Festival, they must see what kind of golden moonlight is, which costs 10,000 taels. I don’t know who is the sucker.

When everyone had dispersed, Manager Hu's shoulders collapsed.

"Boss, you're bragging."

Liu Yunxiang smiled and turned back to the shop, asking the guy to close the door outside.

"We're not doing business anymore?"

"Not to do it now."

Manager Hu sighed, "Forget it, no one dares to come to our shop if you say this."

Others want money to buy things, but theirs really want to die!

Liu Yunxiang asked Manager Hu to sit down and said slowly: "We are shipped from Darong. Please carefully calculate the labor costs, the shipping costs and the cost of passing the customs. They have long exceeded the value of the silk itself."

Manager Hu nodded, "So I asked you to think twice before. This business cannot make money, and you will lose a lot of money."

“So we need to attach it to a greater value.”

“How to say it?”

"I want to put out the signboard of the Nanhonglou Building and wear the silk of the Nanhonglou Building to become a symbol of honor and identity. Of course, our guests cannot be ordinary people, but officials and nobles and wealthy businessmen."

"You are easy to say. We do have the golden moonlight, but we don't have the nobles who are willing to spend 10,000 taels to buy a piece of clothing!"

This is more plainly true that they have no connections and cannot open the upper level.

"No hurry."

Manager Hu sweated, "You are not in a hurry."

"A noble man is like the east wind, just wait."

Liu Yunxiang stood up and thought that Yan Mu's clothes were always dirty and torn, so she said to Manager Hu: "I'll give you a size, and you can find a tailor to make two robes."

Another day later, Liu Yunxiang got up early, kneaded the noodles and mixed the fillings himself, and made dumplings. After cooking, they put them in the food box while it was hot, and then went to the cross to wait.

I didn't want to wait this time, and I didn't wait until noon.

But not long after, the beggar came.

"Where is the old seven?" he asked.

Liu Yunxiang glared at him angrily, "I still want to ask you!"

"He didn't come?"

"without."

"Was it a hole that fell into?"

"What's this?"

The beggar explained helplessly: "It's not a joke. He is so confused that he can't gather all day long. He often hits walls, trees, and falls into pits. Once he even gets crushed to death under the carriage."

Liu Yunxiang was frightened when she heard this, "Then don't you follow him closely?"

"I did follow closely at first, but later..."

"How did you do it later?"

"If he has been like this all his life, whoever can adapt to it for the rest of his life."

"He will do this for the rest of his life, and I will support him for the rest of his life."

"If you do this earlier, he wouldn't have reached this stage."

Liu Yunxiang couldn't refute and said, "You don't have to beg for food in the future. I will support you, so I just have to follow him."

The beggar nodded, "Finish."

Until this time, I still haven't waited.

The beggar took Liu Yunxiang to the restaurant and asked the shop's staff, saying that Yan Mu had not come today.

Liu Yunxiang was anxious, "Will something happen to him?"

The beggar thought for a while and said, "Maybe he's gone there."

"where?"

The beggar coughed dryly, "You go back first, I'll go find him."

"I'll be with you."

"Not good."

"Why is it not good?"

The beggar silently, "That's true. Just wait until you get there, don't get angry."

With this sentence in mind, Liu Yunxiang followed the beggar across the East Street, turned at the end and arrived at a deserted street, but there were green buildings on both sides, with lights and colorful decorations, but every family was closed.

Let’s look at the signs, such as Yichun Tower, Qiuhua Pavilion, Xunfangyuan, this is the Baihua Street!

No wonder the doors are closed during the day, and this street is open to business at night.

Yan Mu is here?

Liu Yunxiang looked at the beggar, and saw that he was avoiding her gaze and headed inside. He came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to stay for a while, then turned to the back door.

The back door was also closed. The beggar came forward and knocked on the door. He opened the door to a servant wearing a blue cloth and stared at him with disgust when he saw the beggar.

"It's not easy for people to sleep well in the sun!"

"Yes, my brother is tired. Is my seventh master here?"

"It's the Seventh Master, whose purse is cleaner than a face and stupid... Ouch, it's blinding the little one!" The servant looked at the silver that had shivered in front of him, and changed his tone.

I looked over the silver ingot and saw that it was a very beautiful woman.

"What do you want? The younger ones will do it." The younger ones were pleased.

Liu Yunxiang had a calm face, "Is Master Qi coming?"

"Here you come."

Liu Yunxiang threw the silver to the servant, "Take us to find him."

"Okay, please come here for both of you."

The servant led the way, and Liu Yunxiang followed into the backyard of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. There were many women's clothes drying on the backyard rope and many underwear were hanging brightly.

When Liu Yunxiang thought of Yan Mu in a woman's room at this moment, she was so angry that she was crazy. Seeing that he was not clear about his mind, she couldn't argue with him.

"He comes often?" Liu Yunxiang turned his head and asked the beggar.

The beggar nodded and saw that Liu Yunxiang's face was not good, so he shook his head again, "It's not that he comes every day, no matter how often he is, from time to time..."

"You can continue to beg for food tomorrow!"

"No, I have advised him too, but he knows the taste..."

"Shut up!"

The servant took them to the front of a room on the corner of the second floor and was about to knock on the door, but when he heard the movement inside, he laughed dryly, "Madam, calm down and don't make trouble, otherwise the young one can't explain."

The noise was really big, and Liu Yunxiang also heard it, and the blue veins on his forehead had already burst out.

The woman's charming voice was louder and louder, and you could tell what the scene was inside without looking.

"Go down." Liu Yunxiang gritted her teeth.

After the servant left, she wanted to suppress her anger, but she couldn't help but kick the door open and rushed in, and then she happened to hear the woman's loud voice.

She staggered and almost fell down.

"Yan Mu! You're dead!"
Chapter completed!