Qian Pengfei looked at the clothes in Lin Jiuniang's hands with a pale face, and his hands were shaking a little.
Really clothes.
Not giving up, he reached out to touch his clothes.
But the softness and comfort he found once again made him despair.
Lin Jiuniang, how could she have so many ways to produce so many things?
First it was the improved loom, then the 'Hua Luo' satin, and now the cotton cloth. How many things does she have hidden away?
Thinking of this, Qian Pengfei staggered and was shocked.
Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, ignored Qian Pengfei who was shocked, and helped move the cloth into the store.
Soon, the counter was filled with cotton cloth, and the rest was moved to the warehouse in the backyard.
Qian Pengfei had adjusted his emotions at this time, and it was useless to be angry now.
This woman doesn't want anyone to know, and Anle Village won't reveal any information at all.
Anle Village, no, no, Anle Town, has long been managed by her like an iron bucket, solid and irreplaceable.
Looking at the pile of cotton cloth of various colors, Qian Pengfei said sourly:
"Ms. Lin, it is a good thing to introduce new things from the old, but are you sure anyone wants this thing of yours?
Look, I've been here for so long without even a single customer. Are you sure someone wants your cloth?
This time, I think you have wasted your efforts and messed around."
Lin Jiuniang chuckled and raised her eyebrows, "This is just the beginning, Boss Qian's words are a bit premature.
The warmth of my cotton fabric is better than that of other fabrics. Maybe this fabric will be sold out today. So, I don’t have to worry about the boss."
Qian Pengfei sneered, "Ms. Lin, you are a typical example of 'cows fly in the sky while you blow on the ground'.
How can such a large amount of cloth be sold out today? Just brag."
Lin Jiuniang shook her head, "Boss Qian, be careful of getting slapped in the face."
Qian Pengfei's face turned red with anger, a slap in the face?
According to his experience in business for so many years, no matter how good the cloth is and how good the price is, he will not sell so much cloth in one day.
This is impossible, absolutely impossible!
Wringing his neck, "Slap in the face?"
Boss Lin, I'm pretty sure you won't be able to sell this cloth today, and no one will buy a single piece of cloth. If you want to slap me in the face, it's early."
Just kidding, do you really think new cloth is so easy to promote?
In the past, when he promoted new cloth, he spent a lot of effort to promote the cloth.
She didn't do anything, she just thought that many people would buy her cotton fabrics all at once. She was naive.
Lin Jiuniang shrugged, "We'll see."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jiuniang was called over by the shopkeeper to reconcile the account.
A sinister smile flashed across Qian Pengfei's gloomy face, Lin Jiuniang, I want you not to be able to sell a single piece of cloth today.
After thinking for a moment, he called He Buxian to the side.
Ask him to go back to the store and tell him that he will get another discount on winter clothes today and get another foot of burlap with every purchase.
He Bu was stunned for a moment, nodded, turned and left.
Qian Pengfei sneered and walked over to study the cotton cloth. He wanted to find out what the cotton cloth was made of.
Lin Jiuniang, who was settling accounts with the shopkeeper, naturally did not miss his move.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and ignored it.
Haha, he has never seen it in person, and no matter how much he looks at it, he can't see why.
After she finished checking the accounts, she saw that Qian Pengfei was still reading, so she walked over and said with a smile:
"Boss Qian, have you found anything through your research?"
Qian Pengfei's face flashed with unnaturalness, but soon his expression became normal again, "I can't figure it out, Boss Lin, can you clear up the confusion?"
"I originally wanted to have a discussion with Boss Qian, but unfortunately, I don't have time. I still have to receive the goods. This is a question that Boss Qian needs to find out slowly." Lin Jiuniang smiled and pointed at the same time.
The carriage just arrived outside, "Boss Qian, you can do it yourself."
After saying that, he walked outside with a cheerful pace.
Tsk tsk, a batch of cotton cloth will make you jealous to death.
What about that batch of cotton-padded clothes?
Lin Jiuniang's eyes flashed with darkness, Qian Pengfei, three days later, the Qian family will no longer exist.
Carriage coming again?
Qian Pengfei frowned, cotton again?
How much cotton did Lin Jiuniang make?
But when the things on the carriage were unloaded, Qian Pengfei put his hand on his chest, feeling stuffy and painful!
Winter coat!
Lin Jiuniang actually asked her to make winter clothes!
damn it!
Why, why didn't you receive any news?
At this time, Lin Jiuniang was leading people to bring in cotton-padded clothes. She saw that his expression was wrong and raised her eyebrows, "Boss Qian, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Should I send someone to take you back? Don't let anything happen to you, no.
It doesn't matter if you have something to do, but don't do anything to me or get into trouble."
Qian Pengfei took a deep breath, not wanting to let her look down upon him, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I really underestimated you."
"Haha, Boss Qian has always looked down on me, I've long been used to it," Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, then picked up a cotton-padded coat and handed it over:
"What do you think of my winter cotton coat?"
Thin!
Qian Pengfei sneered, "Your cotton clothes are so thin, I'm afraid you'll freeze to death if you wear them."
Lin Jiuniang, I’m sure no one will buy your cotton-padded clothes.”
Lin Jiuniang wasn't angry either, she was still smiling, "Boss Qian, don't jump to conclusions so quickly. You touch it first. Really, you touch it first."
Qian Pengfei was silent for a while, and finally reached out to touch it.
He grabbed the cotton coat with one hand, and the warmth caused his expression to change instantly.
My body finally trembled with fear.
Lin Jiuniang seemed not to notice, "Boss Qian, what's going on?
My cotton coat is okay. It's soft and warm. In this weather, wearing one on your body can protect you from the cold wind.
Tell me, how about I price one piece of silver at one tael?"
…
Qian Pengfei couldn't listen to anything at this time.
All he knew was that once Lin Jiuniang's cotton-padded clothes were put on the market, his Qian family would have nothing to worry about.
Why is this happening?
Why did Lin Jiuniang discover so many things? Why?
Lin Jiuniang on the side looked at Qian Pengfei with a pale face. This guy wouldn't be stunned by the shock.
Tsk tsk, I was hit, which shows that my vision is still good.
But that’s it for this little blow, what’s next?
Are you going to vomit blood?
"Boss Qian?" Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, "Are you okay?"
Qian Pengfei came back to his senses and looked at Lin Jiuniang with a gloomy expression, "You want to sell each item for one tael of silver?"
He really dared to speak.
Qian Pengfei sneered in his heart. His Qian Ji's winter coat originally cost fifty cents, but now he bought it for thirty cents. He only earned two or three cents a piece, just to gain reputation.
She wants a tael of silver.
Haha, no matter how warm it is, not many people will buy it, it’s so expensive.
Qian Pengfei sneered when he saw her stacking up half the store's cotton-padded clothes.
If she can't sell even her cotton-padded clothes, and all the money is tied up here, isn't she not far away from being dragged down?
Thinking of this, Qian Pengfei's mood improved instantly.
He nodded in agreement with a smile, and said in an extremely serious tone, "One liang, must be one liang.
Such a warm cotton-padded coat, but I don’t have a tael of silver. I’m really sorry for this cotton-padded coat.
Boss Lin, you must sell it for one tael of silver or a higher price."
Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows and cursed the old fox in her heart.
But he nodded in agreement, "Boss Qian is right, my cotton-padded clothes are so good, if the price can't keep up, it will really lower the grade of my cotton-padded clothes.
After all, my cotton-padded clothes are not as warm as other cotton-padded clothes. Boss Qian, tell me, am I right?"