Qian Pengfei's face was unnatural. He knew that the woman was making fun of him, but he was unable to refute.
Comparing his cotton-padded clothes with Lin Jiuniang's, they were indeed rubbish.
"Shopkeeper, our cotton-padded clothes are priced at the same price, one tael of silver each," Lin Jiuniang told the shopkeeper.
Then he invited Qian Pengfei to the side to drink tea.
After pouring Qian Pengfei a cup of tea, Lin Jiuniang shook her head:
"Boss Qian, the New Year is approaching, and the security situation outside the capital is not very good.
Boss Qian should be more careful when transporting goods to Beijing. Just last night, my cotton-padded clothes were almost burned."
As she spoke, Lin Jiuniang gritted her teeth:
"Boss Qian, who are you, the shameless person who wants to burn my winter clothes? They are my lifeblood.
Fortunately, the carriage broke down on the road, so my winter clothes were replaced by the carriage.
What they burned was a broken carriage, otherwise my batch of cotton-padded clothes would have been burned, and I would really have no tears left to cry.
Do you think this shameless person is disgusting?"
Qian Pengfei's face turned red with embarrassment from these shameless people.
He knew that Lin Jiuniang deliberately said it in front of him, but he was unable to refute it.
Can he say that the shameless person she calls is him?
cannot!
Qian Pengfei picked up the tea and hid his embarrassment.
Why don't you just look for all the people, and you can't handle even the smallest thing.
The carriage is broken and empty. I was deceived without even realizing it. Damn it.
If what happened last night was successful, Lin Jiuniang would have suffered heavy losses.
Now, it's all too late.
Why don't you hate it secretly?
After this wave of cotton-padded clothes, he was afraid that Lin Jiuniang would really take his place in the Qian family. Qian Pengfei's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, no, he would never allow such a thing to happen.
Next, the two of them were talking to each other.
Qian Pengfei wanted to find out Lin Jiuniang's background, but found nothing.
As time progressed, time soon came to Shen Shi.
Up to this time, no one had come to buy cloth or winter clothes.
Looking at the red paper posted at the door and the big words "New cotton cloth and cotton clothes," Qian Pengfei's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule.
It was just as he expected.
"Ms. Lin, it's time to apply."
Lin Jiuniang, who was cracking melon seeds vigorously, looked confused and said, "It's time to apply."
Then he looked indifferent and said, "It's still early, it's not time for dinner yet."
Qian Pengfei's face darkened.
Is this woman a pig? From the time she sat down until now, she has been eating and eating.
Sneered, "Boss Lin, it's Shenshi now, and it will be dark in one and a half hours.
And in your store, not a single business deal was concluded today, so you’re not worried?”
"What are you worried about?" Lin Jiuniang took a sip of hot tea with a satisfied look on her face. "There's nothing to worry about. Isn't it still dark?"
Then he looked at Qian Pengfei with a grateful face, "Boss Qian, I didn't know you cared so much about my business.
In order to care about me, you put down your business and stayed with me for a day, how excited I am."
Qian Pengfei is twisted.
He forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter."
"Well, Boss Qian is so interesting. I have decided that after the cotton clothes in my store are sold out, how about I invite you to have a big dinner at Songhe Tower?" Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows.
Qian Pengfei's face twisted even more horribly.
There are thousands of cotton-padded clothes here, haha, short sale?
With a fake smile, "Ms. Lin, if you don't want to treat me to dinner, just say so. Are you going to laugh to death with such an excuse?"
"So, Boss Qian thinks that my winter clothes can't be sold?" Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, a glint flashed in her eyes, "How about playing a game?"
"game?"
Qian Pengfei sneered and said sarcastically, "Why don't you make a bet?
Bet, isn’t this your favorite thing to do, Mrs. Lin?”
"The one who knows me is Boss Qian," Lin Jiuniang's eyes flashed with deep meaning, and then she looked regretful, "I don't know that Boss Qian will definitely not bet with me.
So, I turned to playing games. After all, it would still be dark for an hour and a half.
It’s quite boring to do nothing, just play a little game to pass the time.”
Not a single fly came to the door, how could it not be boring? Qian Pengfei sarcastically said in his heart.
Glancing at the bored and dozing waiter and shopkeeper, Qian Pengfei suddenly had an idea.
Now, isn't it the time to win over Lin Jiuniang?
The more I think about it, the more feasible it becomes.
A fake smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "How about I make a bet with you this time?"
"You have bad intentions, Boss Qian, you are smiling with bad intentions," Lin Jiuniang shook her head, but nodded, "Okay,
Boss Qian has already proposed it, so if I don’t agree, it would be hypocritical.”
Then his face was filled with a smile and he rubbed his hands together:
"Boss Qian, what are you betting on?"
Seeing Lin Jiuniang's gambler look, Qian Pengfei sneered:
"How about I bet on whether all these cotton-padded clothes of yours can be sold out before dark?
Ten thousand taels, I bet it’s impossible.”
Huh, he's been sitting here for several hours, and no one has come in. Now it's just over an hour away from getting dark, and he still wants to sell out, it's impossible!
Seeing the embarrassment on her face, the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth gradually deepened, "Why, don't you dare?
Didn’t you just vow to say, “Can you?”
"Didn't I just brag?" Lin Jiuniang showed a wry smile, "It will get dark soon. This is impossible!"
"So you just don't dare," Qian Pengfei sneered, "I didn't expect that Lin Jiuniang, who bets with people all day long, would also be afraid one day.
Ten thousand, don’t you dare? Fifty thousand, do you dare?
If you sell all these goods, I'm afraid it will only cost you just over 10,000 yuan. The temptation is big enough."
Lin Jiuniang's face looked like a battle between heaven and man, but she was snickering in her heart.
After she had enough acting, Lin Jiuniang gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I'll take a gamble!"
Without saying a word, Qian Pengfei immediately asked the shopkeeper to get pen and ink, write down the contract, and then both of them pressed their fingerprints.
Qian Pengfei held the contract with a proud look on his face:
"Boss Lin, it's going to be dark in an hour, are you sure you can't go outside to attract customers?
I'm afraid that by the time the store closes at night, you won't be able to sell even a single cotton coat, and you'll lose all your face."
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Lin Jiuniang shook her head.
Qian Pengfei looked at the people walking around outside, but no one wanted to come in here, and he was happy.
Just cross your legs and hum a tune.
He just sits and waits to receive the money.
Fifty thousand taels is just enough to make up for the loss of this batch of cotton-padded clothes.
The shopkeeper on the side was also panicked.
No one has come to the door so far, how can the boss agree to such a bet?
I couldn't help but stepped forward, "Ms. Lin, how about the waiter and I go to the front to greet the guests?
Our cotton-padded clothes are good, so there must be someone who knows the stuff."
How many can you shout?
But thinking about the inventory in the store and warehouse, there are a total of 6,000 pieces.
The shopkeeper was a little anxious and angry.
Lose, lose for sure.
This store won't close down just after it opens, right?
"No need," Lin Jiuniang still looked at ease, "Why are you panicking? Just calm down."
"Yeah, why are you panicking? Boss Lin has a lot of money," Qian Pengfei said proudly. He had taken so much money from him before, but now he could finally get some back.
"Yes, there is nothing to panic about," Lin Jiuniang raised her eyebrows, "Maybe a group of people will come in a while, and each person will want dozens of pieces, and they will rob them all."
"Haha, Boss Lin, are you kidding me?" Qian Pengfei sarcastically said.
"Nothing is impossible," Lin Jiuniang smiled, pointing to a group of people rushing in this direction:
"Do you think they could come and steal my cotton-padded clothes?"