"If you want to go shopping, fine, but you all have to follow me, otherwise, there are many cheaters among men in this city. When they saw you three beauties, they defrauded you and sold them to you, and you even helped them count the coins!
I won't be able to go home by then! Haitang and I can't find you either!" Wintersweet was so frightened that Lulu, Second Aunt and Granny Haitang didn't dare to leave without permission, and followed Wintersweet closely along the way.
When they see men who don't look like good people coming, they stay away.
Haitang first sent the veil to the embroidery building.
To her surprise, the last batch of handkerchiefs had been sold out, and there were not many left hanging on the wall. There was also a poem on each handkerchief, hanging on the wall, those ladies of the world
How can you not be moved after seeing it? Buying one to give to your sweetheart is such a strong feeling.
"Business is good. The boss lady's methods are better." Haitang smiled.
"There are no things in the world that cannot be sold, only people who cannot sell them. If you sell a handkerchief at a street stall, maybe no one will want two coins. Hang it in an embroidery building and add a little poem to it.
It’s different.” The landlady also smiled.
Sometimes successfully selling a new product is more satisfying than making money with it. This is what the current boss lady has in mind.
Haitang understood, this is the difference between a night market and a specialty store. As soon as you enter a specialty store, the same clothes, paired with a scarf, necklace, etc., double the value, and then put on some music to make consumers happy. If it is a night market, maybe
I bought it and used it as a rag.
Haitang handed today's hundred handkerchiefs to the proprietress of the embroidery shop.
The last delivery was forty, and there were still six hanging on the wall, which means thirty-four were sold. According to the price negotiated at that time, each brand was worth twenty copper plates, and the total was converted into silver.
It's six taels and eight cents.
The proprietress of the embroidery shop had already prepared the scraps of silver and handed them to Haitang.
After taking the money, Haitang went to the brothel next. At this time, the place was almost open.
Carrying the flower cloth, Haitang arrived quickly.
Before I even entered the door, I heard something coming from inside. It was not the soft sound that normally comes when receiving customers in a brothel, nor was it the delicate sound of playing silk and bamboo, but the sound of a woman's high-pitched voice.
"You're an old woman, you've been married and you want to go back to a brothel to make a living, and you want to win over the courtesan. I think you're crazy." A high-pitched voice echoed in the lobby with mockery.
"That's right, that's right, this place can take you in again. Being your shelter is already giving you face. Don't be shameless. Even my guests dare to hook up..."
"Don't think that you are a butterfly when you wear a flowery dress. I think you are just a moth that everyone hates."
"Sisters, this is the consequence of being a good person. If you find the wrong man, your life will be ruined..."
Haitang looked through the crack in the door and saw Huang Ying half-sitting on the ground with her face covered. Her face was red, and she looked like she was being attacked by the brothel sisters.
The former courtesan has now passed away, and there is no place for her in the eyes of the sisters.
Haitang felt a little pity for her.
I really misjudged my beloved.
After pushing the door open and entering, everyone saw the cloth deliverer coming from the dyeing shop, and their attention was no longer on Huang Ying. They all ran over and surrounded Haitang, admiring the long-awaited goods.
"Miss Haitang, you have to come earlier next time, I miss you so much." A girl whispered softly, using the tone of greeting guests, making everyone giggle.