The scale of this joke is a bit too big. Master Zhang himself is bohemian, so naturally he won't care. But after all, Lamei is just a fledgling, and talking and laughing with a man like this is already the limit.
Unexpectedly, the other party would actually say such words. Lamei's face immediately turned red and she turned around hastily, not knowing how to face the young master.
"Let me show Mr. Zhang the cloth." Haitang made a gesture of invitation.
"This is chrysanthemum tea. If you like it, you can take some with you when you leave." Bai Haitang said as she led him away.
"If I said that this chrysanthemum tea is the most delicious scented tea I have ever drunk, would you believe it?" Mr. Zhang asked.
"I believe it, because everyone who has drank it says so." Haitang replied.
"What, it turns out I'm not the first one to say this. It's boring, it's boring..." Mr. Zhang sighed.
"Heroes think alike, right?"
"But I prefer to be unique and have unique insights." The young master replied.
In just a few steps, I arrived at the shelf where the dyed fabrics were stacked.
Looking at the batches of freshly colored cloth, it is really a bit squandering and gradually becomes mesmerizing. The color is correct, the color is bright, and the cloth is brighter than all the dyehouses in the county.
If you only looked at this fabric and didn't look at the small bridge and flowing water outside the window, the chirping of insects and the chirping of frogs, and the thousands of acres of fertile farmland, you would have thought you were in a dyeing workshop in the capital!
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a moment.
Bai Haitang's dyed fabric would make a layman, or a man, dumbfounded.
"Why does Miss Haitang always have so many unexpected surprises hidden in her body?" Mr. Zhang stroked the fabric. He came here for the fireworks today, but what attracted him was the chrysanthemum tea and the fabric.
I am really a young man who does not do his job properly...
"Maybe it's because your vision is not wide enough, so there are surprises everywhere you look." Bai Haitang was telling the truth.
"Ah... besides my father, you are the second person to say such a thing. As a girl, what is going on in your head? They say that women have long hair and short knowledge, but you are the opposite. You have long hair and little knowledge.
Long." Mr. Zhang stared at Bai Haitang curiously.
"Does Mr. Zhang plan to buy all these fabrics?" Bai Haitang cleverly changed the topic. She didn't want customers to be interested in her in the end. It was best to be interested in the fabrics, and she didn't want to talk about her own affairs.
In an era like this, with your identity, you won't have a confidant, and others will only treat you as someone suffering from the disease. Bai Haitang knows this very well.
"You have nine colors, one for each. Isn't that interesting?" Mr. Zhang was very generous. After talking about the cloth, he wanted to get to the point quickly.
Bai Haitang accepted the one hundred taels of silver notes without any hesitation.
It's better to be a big customer. Including the previous deposits, we now have a total of one hundred and ninety-three taels of silver. The banknotes are universal in all banks.
"But I have a small request..." Mr. Zhang changed the subject.
Bai Haitang knew that this young master had something to say.
"Sir, please speak."
"Tomorrow you will personally deliver the goods to the Zhang Mansion. I came alone, and I can't carry nine pieces of cloth. Moreover, I don't want to alarm the people in the manor. I want to give them a surprise." Mr. Zhang said reasonably.
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No matter what he said or for whatever reason, for the sake of the one hundred taels of silver notes, Bai Haitang felt that it was worth it to deliver it in person.