"These brocades of white brocade, cranes, clouds and peonies are only one hundred feet in total this time."
"Now, there are three colors of these brocades with swallow patterns. The Lin family in Nancheng plans to take them all away. But if Miss Crimson Eyebrow wants them, you can pick some first."
"Embroidered purple rain silk satin, this year's new satin, many girls in the city have made reservations with me."
"These are jade-embroidered Ruyi floral silks, which are perfect for the bright colors of spring and summer."
…
Shopkeeper Jin, who was dressed in bright clothes, introduced the newly arrived pieces of cloth to the crimson-browed girl one by one.
Jiangmei looked at each one, her jade-like fingers gently kneading the materials, and the look on her face clearly showed her love for these fabrics.
Bai Ling stood aside and saw that the girl was not uneasy at all. Bai Ling wanted to urge her but didn't dare.
When she arrived just now, she whispered in Jiangmei's ear about Mrs. Qu, and she also saw with her own eyes a flash of surprise and fear on Jiangmei's face, but soon she regained her composure and continued to let shopkeeper Jin
introduce.
Another batch of fabrics in brocade boxes was presented, and shopkeeper Jin took out a Ruyi jasper double-petal lotus belt: "This style, the crimson-browed girl will like it."
Jiangmei looked at it, shook his head, and his eyes suddenly fell on the square mahogany cabinet behind the crowd, with several pieces of pale golden satin lying quietly on it.
"Those are..." Jiangmei said.
"Oh, these," Shopkeeper Jin smiled, "are imitated from the Golden Moon Silk in Mingyue Silk."
"Imitation?"
"Golden Moon Silk is a tribute," Shopkeeper Jin smiled. "Now that there are constant wars outside, there are very few of them."
Jiangmei felt familiar: "I think I saw someone wearing it."
"Of course it's Mrs. Qu, who can gallop in troubled times. How many people can capture the Golden Moon Silk? It's General Nie who has a good personal relationship with Mrs. Qu! Over the years, General Nie has sent Golden Moon Silk from time to time.
Hengxiang. But, now..."
"Now, how?" Jiangmei asked with raised eyebrows.
"I was also vaguely aware of it," Shopkeeper Jin lowered his voice, "It seems that there is a gap between General Nie and Mrs. Qu. It has been almost half a year now. Not only the Golden Moon Silk, but also other valuable items have not been weighed.
Send incense. You see, Mrs. Qu really likes this golden moon silk. General Nie doesn’t want to send it, so I have to find a way to find a powerful cloth merchant and workshop to imitate this batch."
Jiangmei chuckled and said thoughtfully: "The two of them had a falling out?"
Shopkeeper Jin looked at her smile and didn't think much about it: "Who knows, we can't ask more, it's all a matter between big shots."
"Go," Jiangmei said to a little girl in the store, "bring those cloths to me to see."
The little girl was stunned for a moment, but did not go immediately. She looked at shopkeeper Jin as if asking.
"Go get it." Shopkeeper Jin said.
The little girl responded and went over to present the brocade box respectfully.
Jiangmei raised her hand to caress her gently, her eyes dazzling.
The gold of Jinyue Silk means gold, one foot of cloth, one tael of gold.
Its fineness adds a layer of platinum flow that looks like golden light to the already beautiful moon silk.
It has the soul-stirring charm of gold, but does not have the rustic look of gold that is too old.
The lean craftsmanship and the silk pattern on it are so beautiful that Jiangmei can't put it down.
"This is an imitation," shopkeeper Jin said with some regret, "the real Jinyue Silk is even more beautiful than this."
One word awakens the dreamer.
Her beautiful crimson-browed eyes blinked lightly and looked at Shopkeeper Jin.
If you want to say that the imitation is so beautiful, the real Golden Moon Silk is even better.
But she couldn't say this, as it seemed a bit petty.
grain sacrifice
"How much does this cloth cost?" Jiangmei asked.
"Since it is a replica, the price is naturally not that expensive, only three taels per foot." Shopkeeper Jin said.
"silver?"
"That's for sure."
"How many feet is here?" Jiangmei looked at it and gently brushed it with her fingers, "I want all of it."
Shopkeeper Jin paused: "Miss Crimson Eyebrow, you must be..."
"that's it."
"This," Shopkeeper Jin curled his lips and said with a smile, "Miss Crimson Eyebrow, this cloth belongs to Mrs. Qu."
"I want it too," the beautiful crimson-browed eyes looked at her lazily, "I am your regular customer, and the business I do with you is no less than Mrs. Qu's."
"That's true, but everything has to come on a first-come, first-served basis..." Shopkeeper Jin was in a dilemma.
"Mrs. Qu's family has a big business, but she also has a lot of businesses to do business with. As for me, not only do I often come to you, not to mention how many businesses I have introduced to you?"
Shopkeeper Jin was silent and frowned slightly.
"Since you are asked to imitate it, it will definitely take time. If you just find an excuse to pass it by, won't it be fine?" Jiangmei said.
This is indeed a solution, but shopkeeper Jin is still beating the drum in his heart.
What kind of temperament is Mrs. Qu? She holds grudges and loves revenge.
Moreover, there is nothing that Mrs. Qu cannot do. It would be too easy to deal with her as a small shop owner.
"I'll pay double the price," Jiangmei said again, "As for Mrs. Qu, it won't be difficult for you to rush to make another batch, right?"
double……
Shopkeeper Jin was moved.
After a pause, she whispered: "Then, give this batch of golden moon silk to Miss Crimson Eyebrow."
The crimson eyebrow smiled brightly, and said charmingly, "Shopkeeper Jin, business is booming."
Shopkeeper Jin lowered his head and smiled an indifferent smile.
Before leaving, Bai Ling went out first to let the long-awaited sedan be carried to the door of the shop. Shopkeeper Jin sent Jiang Mei out as usual.
Bai Ling opened the curtain, and when Jiang Mei sat in the sedan, Bai Ling opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words, but he didn't dare.
Jiang Mei fiddled with her sleeves and looked up outside. Shopkeeper Jin had already returned to the shop.
Jiangmei looked away and said to Bai Ling calmly: "You don't have to be afraid."
"But madam, that is Mrs. Qu." Bai Ling said in a very soft voice.
She came here specially because she wanted to tell Mrs. Qu that she was checking her out and to be on guard. But she was not afraid at all and even went out of her way to snatch Mrs. Qu's expensive gold moon silk.
Bai Ling really couldn't figure out why she dared...
That was Qu Xiling, Mrs. Qu who had walked sideways in Hengxiang for most of her life.
"Hengxiang, it's Mr. Guan's Hengxiang," he said with a smile and crimson eyebrows, "Also, Hengxiang is the surname of a hundred families, neither Qu nor Zhao."
"Bailing doesn't understand." Bailing said with a frown.
"Do you think I'm the only one who's unhappy with that fat old woman Qu Xiling?" Jiangmei looked at the crowds of people passing by in front of the sedan, and said with a smile, "Hengxiang has more chambers of commerce, more people, and more people.
One, the newly appointed Governor Zhao."
Bai Ling finally understood what she meant.
"Let's go," Jiang Mei leaned back on the soft pillow at the back and said lazily, "Go to the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce. Tomorrow, for the first lecture on world affairs, we will also set up a stage and sing a play to entertain the guests from all over.
