Chu Qingwan didn't have much time to delay. After training the three cubs, she took the needle bag and went to Prince Qi's Mansion.
During the diagnosis and treatment process, she said nothing. What was rare was that Mo Jingyu also kept silent. He only pursed his lips when she started massaging, and then moved his eyes elsewhere.
Chu Qing returned to Tao Ranju in the evening and went to the shop before Ling Han came back and gave a brief report on the situation of the shop.
A few days after the opening of Nishangfang, the rouge shop and jewelry shop also opened for business one after another.
Thanks to Chu Qingwan's unique publicity and novel design, the jewelry shop firmly captured the hearts of girls in Kyoto once it was launched. In just one month, the revenue of several time-honored brands could not be matched.
Rouge gouache is a little inferior, but not bad either.
Of course, the most profitable one is Nishangfang, which Chu Qingwan has personally worked on from beginning to end. However, there are only so many markets in total, and her share of the pie means that someone else has suffered a loss.
The Chu family's ready-to-wear shop opposite Nishangfang was the first to bear the brunt. Hearing that it had lost many regular customers in succession, the owner of the shop was already a little restless.
Ling Han said: "In the past few days, people have been making trouble in our shop. They either had conflicts with customers or made unfounded accusations that our clothes have quality problems."
"I checked along and found that they are all from the Chu family, pretending to be ordinary guests, causing trouble."
Chu Qingwan frowned: "Every day?"
Ling Han nodded.
Although the shopkeeper has properly solved the problem, it doesn't hurt to do it once or twice. If it happens too often, it will inevitably affect the reputation of Nichangfang.
Chu Qingwan tapped her fingers on the table: "It doesn't matter, I'll go see it in person tomorrow."
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The next day, Chu Qing got up early in the evening and drew some pictures. At noon, he went to the kitchen to make a medicinal meal for the old man. He watched him finish eating before setting off to Nishangfang.
There was an incident on the way, and it was already three o'clock in the morning when we arrived.
From a distance, she saw that Nishangfang was surrounded by people, talking noisily.
"A person saves money for a month before he is willing to buy a new piece of clothing. If it deteriorates in just one day, isn't this shoddy work?"
"That's right! There was such a huge fanfare when it opened. I think it's all a gimmick. There's not a single good product in this shop!"
"It's just a lie to ignorant women and boudoir ladies who have never seen the world."
Chu Qingwan listened attentively, pushed through the crowd and walked to the front, already understanding what was going on.
——Yesterday, a woman bought clothes from Nishangfang. After wearing them for half a day, the clothes were broken. The woman took the clothes to Nishangfang to argue.
She asked for 100 taels in compensation, but the shopkeeper refused, so she claimed that she was from a poor family, and firmly positioned herself as the weakest person every word, attracting righteous passers-by to come to her side.
She cried and felt extremely wronged: "I know that I am weak and weak. If you refuse to acknowledge me, I have no other choice."
"But, by pretending to be good quality and deceiving the customers who have so much trust in you, are you really treating everyone who buys clothes at Nishangfang as a fool?"
There happened to be a few girls choosing clothes in the shop. After hearing this, they put it down silently. After all, no one wanted to be scolded as a idiot.
When the woman saw this, she became even more eloquent and spoke so loudly that the girls who were choosing clothes left in disbelief.
The shopkeeper was so anxious that he was sweating. He coaxed him with nice words and asked him to take him to the back hall, where they could sit down and talk slowly. When she didn't agree, she made a fuss at the door of the shop.
Chu Qingwan took a few steps forward, stopped the shopkeeper and waiter who wanted to say hello with his eyes, and turned to look at the woman.
She has a slim figure, fair skin, slender fingers, well-proportioned knuckles, and flat fingertips with no calluses, which shows that she does not do menial work, which is contrary to what she said.
Chu Qingwan had some concerns in her mind, walked sideways into the shop, took the clothes she mentioned from the counter and looked at them carefully.
After a moment, she curved her lips and smiled: "Girl, are you sure you bought these clothes at Nishangfang?"