"I'm not an ignorant person. If this jewelry really has as much potential as you said, I won't treat you badly."
She stretched out her hand as if she wanted to pat the man on the shoulder, but when she was mid-air, she turned back and put her hand on her chin.
It's not that she had any ideas, she just suddenly remembered that this was considered an ancient practice. The comforting psychiatrist's practice of patting people on the shoulder didn't seem to work at this time, and people didn't realize it.
Qin Di didn't say anything to explain, and naturally the man didn't take it seriously.
We discussed it for a while, but it didn't take long, and many things couldn't be decided in just a short while.
Waving goodbye, the man did not forget to state his name before leaving - Shi Ban.
Shi Ban, she remembered this name. Looking at the man's retreating back, she had almost explained everything that needed to be explained. The first thing to do was still the paper mill project, and then she would start thinking about Shi Ban's jewelry.
The cabinet proposes...
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——The main hall of the main house
"Mom, dad went out early again? How did you know to let your daughter have dinner with you this time? She's not on a diet?" She walked towards the main hall with a smile.
Originally, she usually ate in the boudoir, especially when Mother Qin didn't ask for it, she just liked to have a casual meal.
Usually, the family only eats together when Father Qin is around.
In fact, they are not very particular about it. Rich families in the capital always dine in the main hall, and the young ladies in the family have strict rules. Except for holidays, they must dine in the boudoir.
How can it be like her and Qin's mother, who manage to have a meal together when Qin's father is around, but when Qin's father is away, they just eat whatever they want.
If you want to have a dinner in the main hall, that's fine. If you want to have a casual meal in the side room, you can also go to Qin Di's boudoir for some pastries and snacks like last time.
In fact, under normal circumstances, Qin's mother would not want to eat in the main hall because it was troublesome, but this time it was different. She even happily invited Qin Di over because she had to have a meal like this.
Seeing Qin Di coming in from the outside, Lanxi immediately put on a smile and waved for the woman to come over, "Dier, sit here." She patted the belly of the chair next to her. Lanxi's smile was bright, as if
What a good thing.
Pursing her lips, she followed Mother Qin's instructions and sat at the seat designated by Mother Qin. After a while, she saw Mother Qin bringing something from the side.
"Dier, look what this is?" Qin Di was still smiling brightly, and the thing she was holding in her hand made Qin Di stunned.
What is this? Of course Qin Di recognized it at a glance. Isn't it just cloth?
Blinking his eyes in confusion, "Lingluo silk and satin?" He asked tentatively, but Qin Di was confused in his heart. It's just silk and satin. Their Qin mansion seems to have no shortage of this, right?
But then why does Qin's mother act like she has found something new and wants to share her feelings with her?
Immediately shaking her head, Lanxi explained with a smile, "This is a good thing that your father came to Beijing to deliver the goods last time. The thousand-year-old ice silk is used to make some clothes for you in the summer. It will be very cool.
Much more useful than ice cubes.”
Qin's mother was extremely happy, but Qin Di obviously didn't feel much about it. After all, she had not experienced a real hot summer.
Fans and air conditioners are always available in modern homes and can be replaced at will. However, if you think about it carefully now, if you were not a big family like this, wouldn't you have to suffer from the scorching sun in summer and carry a cattail leaf fan all day long?
It's just that it's not that time yet, but I didn't expect Qin's mother to start thinking about it so soon.
With a sweet smile, Qin Di's words naturally became coquettish, "Mother, this is just the amount of fabric, isn't it? It's so precious, why don't you just make a few clothes for me and lose it? It's not cost-effective."
Pouting her little mouth, Lanxi didn't understand what Qin Di said.
"How do you say this?" As soon as the question came out, Qin's mother opened her eyes unconsciously. She had planned it and felt that all the materials had to be used on Qin Di to be of value, but
Hearing what she said, Qin's mother was stunned.
Pursing her lower lip, Qin Di made a helpless pouting gesture, "Mom, think about it, my daughter is still growing. How long can I wear your clothes once they are ready?"
A question woke Qin's mother up at the right time.
With a look of sudden realization, "It seems so, maybe I can only hold on to this summer, and I have to put it aside..."
What do you think of Dill? How to use it?" A pleading look appeared on Lanxi's face.
Different from her natural and unrestrained smile before, now she looked like a good girl seeking advice from adults.
"Hmm", Qin Di touched her chin, "Wouldn't it be better to make pillows and bedding?" It can also save a lot of ice cubes. Then we can make iced bayberry and crushed ice. Ice can be delicious.
Much older.
It's a bit wasteful to just keep most of them here to cool off the heat.
It's not even the season yet and you have to think about that season, so think about it carefully. Qin Di consciously believes that it is necessary to follow the thinking of Qin's mother, the matron of the house, and she must give good suggestions to Lanxi.
After thinking about it, if I just make pillows and bedding, it is true, and this rare thousand-year-old ice silk will hardly be wasted. However, clothes need to be designed and cut, which is essential...
"Okay, I'll listen to Di'er. I think this ice silk can be used as two pillows and quilts, and I can enjoy it." He said to Qin Di as if he was talking to himself.
Qin Di couldn't help but nod her head in agreement. She didn't want to feel sorry for taking up all the high-quality resources in the family. The most important thing was that she had the ability to enjoy the preferential treatment, just like she couldn't match her virtues.
Having made up her mind, Lan Qian immediately ordered the maid next to her to take the fabric and start making it.
As if thinking of something, Qin Di asked when Qin's mother had just put a chicken drumstick for her.
"By the way, mother, what you just said is that dad is an imperial merchant, so what exactly does he supply to the palace?" I got a little interested, and I have to say that Qin He does have some skills in business.
Otherwise, we wouldn’t have climbed so high.
Qin Di smiled, seizing the opportunity and not wanting to miss it.
You must know that Yuan Yuan never asked about this in her previous life, maybe because she had no intention of doing this at all, and she was too pampered to understand these things.
Anyway, her and Qin He's attitudes towards this industry are almost the same.
Doing business as a trader, making a lot of money as a trader, and then scolding those who make such a living are the most despicable...
The chicken legs fell into Qin Di's bowl. Qin Di's mother froze when she asked this question, as if the question stumped her.
"Well..." I wanted to answer but didn't know where to start.