The proprietress and several of the waiters were dumbfounded. They stood by and watched Fang Qianxue perform to her heart's content.

She said a few sweet words and the women were so happy that they wanted to pay.

"Boss, several sisters want to buy it. Please talk to them about the price." Fang Qianxue winked at the proprietress.

"Oh, oh, well, come, let's sit here and talk." The proprietress licked her lips before she reacted.

Oh my god! Who is the businessman? She has been doing business for decades and has never seen anyone selling things like this.

This girl is so amazing, she can fool people with just a few words. Her little mouth is so sweet, she calls me beautiful sister when she opens her mouth and calls me beautiful sister when she closes her mouth.

These people are about the same age as her, some are even older than her, and look at the wrinkles on their faces!

Perhaps being called "sister" by young and beautiful girls satisfies the vanity of these middle-aged women and makes them feel several years younger.

The proprietress took those people to a table at the wall, asked them to sit down, and served them tea.

You can't be rude! She will ask for the price later, she is afraid that these people will turn hostile immediately.

As expected, if the treatment is different, people will feel it is worth it.

"This dress is 250 yuan each." The proprietress said the figure of 250 yuan with trepidation in her heart.

The women just frowned but didn't immediately turn hostile.

This dress is indeed new and looks really good when worn. I don’t even want to take it off.

Moreover, when I wear this kind of clothes, I always feel superior. It is much more upscale than those cloth clothes.

It’s just a matter of buying cloth and making it yourself, it doesn’t cost much.

The proprietress was bargaining with a few people here, and a lot of people came in over there. As soon as they saw the clothes and pants on the models, they couldn't take their eyes off them.

Mei Zi and a few others also imitated Fang Qianxue's sweet talk and smooth speaking. After all, they were all in business and could say nice things, but they couldn't talk nonsense like Fang Qianxue without blushing or feeling nervous.

Now that Fang Qianxue has taken the lead, they can speak out no matter how awkward it is.

The advertising slogans are also different.

In the end, the boss lady set the price at two hundred yuan and refused to bargain.

A few people even bought the pants, and the proprietress was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Hehehe, Xiao Qianxue! You are really awesome." After the customers left, the proprietress gave Fang Qianxue a thumbs up.

I sold more than ten sweaters and eight pairs of trousers in one go.

"Come on, come on, I'll take you to see the good stuff, and then I'll pay you later." Boss Song was so happy that he couldn't help smiling.

Holding Fang Qianxue's little hand, hmm! This little hand is soft and smooth, so comfortable. How nice it would be if it was my own daughter.

What a pity that he doesn’t have a daughter!

He held Fang Qianxue's hand and walked to the backyard.

Seeing the two people enter the backyard, Boss Chen took the initiative to open all the rooms in the warehouse one by one without his wife's instructions.

My goodness! Fang Qianxue couldn’t close her mouth when she saw the bag was filled with money.

"Old bridesmaid, you really, really bought all the wool yarn in the whole Dijing." Forgive her for having only heard the boss lady say this before, but now seeing the specific number, even though Fang Qianxue, who has always been calm, stuttered.

“Alas, it’s a bit regrettable that I didn’t collect all of them. Some people just don’t sell them!

But 90% of the threads are already in my hands, and the remaining 10% won’t amount to much.” The lady boss said proudly.

Fang Qianxue was worried about the Pan family. When would they be able to finish weaving? But if the nurse was capable, it wouldn't be impossible to find a few more people.

Fang Qianxue made a profit from the difference in price from the middleman. She didn't have to do any work herself. She could earn dozens of dollars per piece just by making a prototype and then selling it. She was already very satisfied with this.

31 sweaters, 3100 yuan bill, 37 yuan each for the Pan family, 1110 yuan. I still have 1990 yuan left.

Fang Qianxue was calculating in her mind and it was still too slow.

When I said goodbye to the boss lady, she urged me repeatedly to finish the next batch of papers as soon as possible. I only had about ten pieces left, and I estimated that they would be gone in the next two days.

Fang Qianxue said that she had produced three more samples, and the proprietress laughed so hard that she couldn't clap her hands together.

On the way back, Fang Qianxue bought two pieces of white cloth at the market.

This is a cloth blank, which is specially bought for people to dye. These white cloths are hand-woven by every household and sold.

一匹布大概100米,150块一匹。平均1米1块5。

She also bought some white wax and paint. As for the tools, she wanted to draw the picture and give it to Pan Yunzhi so that he could do it.

He took the cloth back to Pan's house and calculated the bill. In fact, the Pan family hired ten people and paid them all, leaving them with little, probably only a few silver coins.

However, for a few old, weak and sick people, it is not bad to earn a few silver coins at home.

Fang Qianxue and Pan Yunzhi asked for paper and pens, tools for him to draw, and also to buy two large vats. She told him that the tools would be ready in a few days, and she would come to teach him how to make batik.

"Ms. Fang, here's what I'm thinking. After we make this cloth, we can try to set up a stall and sell it ourselves.

The difference between reselling and buying is too small. Pan Yunzhi decided to open his own stall.

Fang Qianxue was speechless. This was a banished immortal falling into the mortal world. The eldest son of the Pan family, who was once second only to the five great families, was actually going to open a stall in public.

"Have you abandoned your former identity?"

Pan Yunzhi smiled gently, like a spring breeze caressing his face.

“Miss Fang, my great-grandfather was a poor boy, and I have been protected by my parents for so many years.

Now that my parents are gone, even though I am a broken man, I still want to protect my sister from the wind and rain. What does identity mean?

I want to try what my great grandfather could do." There was not only light but also determination in those beautiful eyes.

Yes! When a person is in trouble, what does his status mean? Pan Yunzhi is still struggling with his body, so why shouldn't I make progress?

"Let's cheer together." Fang Qianxue raised her little fist and waved it unconsciously.

"Okay, let's work hard together." Pan Yunzhi was also infected by Fang Qianxue, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth and eyebrows.

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