At this moment, at the other end of the long street.
A young man dressed as a young man from a wealthy family was slowly approaching the Xiao Family Cloth Shop.
In front of you is the gate of Buzhuang.
Stopping in front of the steps and looking up at the shop, the young man's brows immediately furrowed.
For no other reason than this shop...it's really deserted!
You know, at this time, it’s already past half of the morning!
The pedestrians on the street were not crowded, but they could be said to be an endless stream.
But there were so many people, but few of them even took a look inside the fabric shop, let alone went in to select fabrics.
"Did you go to the wrong place?"
The young man squinted his eyes and subconsciously looked up at the sign hanging on the door!
The four large gilt characters of "Xiaojia Cloth Village" shine brightly in the sun.
"That's right!"
Looking back in confusion, the young man scratched his head and looked carefully at the entrance of Buzhuang.
The entrance, which is not even large, is clean. Beside the steps, there are two stone lions as tall as one person, each lazily stepping on a stone ball. There is no sign of suspension of business hanging anywhere.
"That's right! This is the Xiao Family Clothing Village."
After the final confirmation was completed, the young man suddenly burst into laughter.
It turns out that all my worries were just unfounded!
With such a half-dead shop, how can it be possible to sell all the markets in Yangzhou?
As for Xiao Han's behavior of purchasing all the silk on the market, the young man naturally explained: This guy couldn't stand the excitement and lost his head! It's like a gambler who loses money in a bet and just causes trouble for his opponent without caring. How much have you lost?
This explanation is very reasonable! It is also consistent with Xiao Han's usual style of doing things. At least the young man himself believes it.
“It’s so famous that it’s hard to live up to its reputation.”
He hummed this sentence unconsciously, and when the young man lamented that everyone in the world was stupid and he was the only one who was awake, he did not notice that his every move fell into the eyes of Manager Xue in the Buzhuang.
"Hey, it's boring, Xiaohe, let's go!"
Shaking his head and no longer in the mood to go into the store, the young man turned around and was about to take Xiao He away to go somewhere else. Suddenly, a shop assistant came out of the cloth shop.
"You two gentlemen, do you want to buy fabrics?" The waiter asked politely as he hurried out of the store.
"No, just wandering around." In a good mood, the young man rarely stopped and replied to the waiter.
"oh……"
When the waiter heard this, he said oh, but his face was not disappointed. He continued to smile and pointed to a carriage that was wandering over the street:
"Since you are just wandering around, why don't you take a look at my new silks? This batch of fabrics is made from my latest technology, and the quality is quite good! It's most suitable for nobles like the young master and young lady!"
"Hmm? New silk?"
When he suddenly heard the name, the young man who had already made up his mind to leave was moved in his heart, and he also looked towards the slowly approaching cart.
"Yes! These are all the latest this year! I can guarantee that you won't find them in other stores!" The clerk nodded happily, with a look of pride on his face!
"Huh?" After hearing this, Xiao He, who was standing silently on the side, suddenly looked at the waiter and asked: "Didn't your Xiaojia cloth shop only do business in selling in the past? Could it be that now you also weave your own cloth? ?”
"Well, what this lady said is wrong. Our family used to have our own weaving workshop, although it was a bit small..."
The waiter smiled awkwardly at Xiao He, then looked around again, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "But I want the guest to know that our family has recently improved a loom, and it is very powerful! We started weaving. The cloth is not only five or six times faster than the previous looms, but the things woven are also better than others! If you don’t believe it, you will know after you take a look at it when the goods are unloaded!"
"Is there such a loom?" Hearing this, the young man raised his eyebrows and said, "This is quite new. You must take a good look at it! If the silk and satin are really good, you can buy a few pieces back!"
"Okay! Don't worry, sir, I guarantee your satisfaction!" The clerk probably loved hearing this the most! He happily agreed without waiting for the young man to finish, as if he had already received a commission.
"Come here! Here! What kind of mule are you looking for? It's not as fast as a donkey! Hurry up and unload the truck. There are guest officers here waiting to see the cloth!"
The cart finally came over under the anxious eyes of the waiter. The driver raised his whip and gave instructions before he stopped the cart with the help of the waiter.
After the car was parked, the nimble man climbed onto the car and lifted the tarp, revealing rolls of silk cloth covering it underneath.
These silks are beautiful! Even if they are rolled up, they still reflect brilliant colors under the sun, like a dream.
"Sir, what do you think of this cloth?"
Jumping out of the car with a roll of silk in his arms, the clerk opened one end of the silk and held it in front of the young man.
The young man and Xiao He came over together, frowning and looking at the silk in the waiter's hand.
To the eye, the warp and weft threads on the fabric are tightly packed, and there are no broken threads or spider web-like defects at all.
"Did this kid bring Shu brocade here after the copper coins to deceive me?"
This idea suddenly flashed through his mind, but was quickly rejected by the young man.
Although he is not an expert in silk, he can still recognize high-end goods like Shu Brocade.
Although the weaving method of the silk and satin in front of me is slightly different from the conventional ones, it is by no means the gorgeous Shu brocade that is famous for its splendor.
"Master! Look at this silk!" Just when the young man was suspicious, Xiao He's hesitant voice came from beside him.
"What's wrong with the satin?" The young man was interrupted from his thoughts and asked impatiently.
Xiao He pointed at the satin in front of him, stretched out his hand, and twisted the surface of the fabric hard, and then said as if he couldn't believe it: "Master, look, these seem to be cooked silk!"
"Huh?" The young man was surprised when he heard this. Just as he was about to look carefully, the waiter next to him had already extended his thumb.
"This lady has a good eye and can immediately tell that my cloth is different from other people's cloth! Yes, these are all made of cooked silk, and the color will remain unchanged for a long time. You don't have to worry that it will fade in two years like raw silk.
The problem!"
"Are these all cooked silk?" The young man's expression finally changed this time, and he pointed at the cart of silk and asked.
"yes!"
"How did you wash the sericin? Don't tell me what saponin you used!"
"Ahem, I didn't expect that the young master is also an expert. I don't dare to hide it. Of course, soap locust is not good. If you wash it too slowly, it will damage the silk! If it can be used on a small scale for high-quality products, but on a large scale like ours, we have to use it at home.
