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"nature."

Hong Jiaojiao nodded firmly without any hesitation.

In her opinion, not buying it would be a loss.

A dress designed by the Princess of Chu herself, bearing the name of the Princess of Chu, at three hundred taels of silver was simply a huge bargain. Even if the price increased tenfold, she would buy it without hesitation.

Mrs. Hong was delighted to see that her daughter had both vision and courage.

Before the ladies and socialites around could even marvel at the expensiveness of the dress, they were stunned by Hong Jiaojiao's decisive action.

Miss Fang, who was the first to ask, saw that the dress she liked had been taken by someone else, so she quickly asked, "Mrs. Wu, can I still reserve one?"

Ran He maintained a gentle smile and patiently answered: "The clothes sold in our store are divided into two categories, one is mass-produced styles, and the other is specially made. 'Qian Yu Ni Shang' belongs to the latter, and all specially made clothes are unique."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the ladies who were still hesitating about the price changed slightly, revealing expressions of regret.

Just now I thought three hundred taels was too expensive, but now I feel it is great value for money.

“Can I have one custom made?”

Miss Fang asked eagerly, who wouldn't want to own a unique piece of clothing that belongs to them alone?

“I’ll customize one, too.”

"Me too."

As the calls grew louder and louder, these rich daughters who came with their elders were unwilling to lag behind, fearing that not having customized items would make them the laughing stock of others.

Once the culture of comparison is formed, it will grow like a snowball.

Ran He then called over his personal maid Nian Xia: "Ladies, please tell Nian Xia your needs, and then I will tailor-make exclusive gorgeous clothes for you according to your preferences."

The young ladies followed Nian Xia with great anticipation. Even Hong Jiaojiao, who already owned the "Thousand Feathers Dress", was no exception and joined the ranks of custom-made clothes.

Mrs. Hong smiled and said, "Mrs. Wu, I'm also thinking about customizing it."

Upon hearing this, the ladies around nodded in agreement.

"Of course, of course."

Ran He agreed with a smile.

For her, this is undoubtedly a great business opportunity. How can she let go of such a vivid advertisement?

As for the issue of limiting the number of places, it will not be too late to make plans after you become famous.

In addition to custom-made clothes, Ran He also took the opportunity to promote other products in the store.

She took out an exquisite box from the bottom of the counter, slowly opened the lid, and introduced: "This is the star product of our store."

There was a pink paste in the box, which aroused everyone's curiosity.

Mrs. Hong asked at the right time: "What is this?"

Ran He explained nonstop: "This is called soap. Use it when bathing or washing your hair. It not only cleans your body thoroughly, but also nourishes your skin. Over time, it can make your skin smooth and delicate, and leave a lasting fragrance."

"Is it really that magical?"

Mrs. Hong was surprised. Maybe she was just being polite at first, but after listening to the introduction, she really became very interested in the soap.

"Mrs. Hong might as well experience it for herself."

Ran He suggested.

As soon as she finished speaking, Widow Ma beside her quickly and skillfully brought the clean water that she had prepared in advance.

Mrs. Hong wet her hands as instructed, applied soap, and rubbed them gently according to Ran He's instructions. Instantly, rich foam rose with bursts of fragrance.

“What a delicious aroma!”

There were sounds of admiration coming from all around.

"It's like I smell the fragrance of peonies."

Mrs. Hong washed her hands, took a deep breath, and then rubbed her hands carefully, her surprise was beyond words: "This is incredible!"

Everyone present was eager to try it, and after trying it, they all developed a strong desire to buy this soap.

"Give me ten boxes."

Mrs. Hong was very generous. As soon as she finished speaking, the ladies around her responded, "I want five boxes."

"Give me eight."

"I want four here."

For a time, orders were flying in and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

Ran He had a premonition that the rare item in her hand would be sought after, but she had never anticipated that the public's enthusiasm would be as raging as a raging tide.

The price was still hovering on the tip of his tongue, before it could be clearly stated, but the crowd was already rushing to buy like a spring breeze blowing through a wheat field, stirring up waves of panic buying.

In an instant, the crowd was like a rushing river, gently pushing her aside, like a lotus flower floating on the water, both near and far.

Among the crowd, there were many simple and kind-hearted women who were not born in merchant families. However, they were deeply attracted by this rare shopping feast. They threw away their reserve and joined the battle for soap.

In a flash, the soaps on the shelves seemed to be swept away by an invisible wind and disappeared without a trace.

In comparison, the rest of the goods seemed much inferior and were not swept up in the buying storm.

Ran He was not discouraged by this. She knew very well that although those rouge and powder were not created by her, the seeds of innovation had already been planted in her heart. She had been secretly preparing to make her own rouge and powder. All the raw materials came from that magical space, either planted by herself or nourished by spiritual springs. Once the time was right, they would bloom brilliantly.

As the night deepens, like a shy painter, sketching a bright moon in the sky, the hustle and bustle of Mingyue Pavilion gradually returns to silence, and everyone's face is filled with ease and relief.

Ran He said softly to the ten female shop assistants who were ready to go and dressed in uniform: "You have worked really hard today. This opening red envelope is the reward you deserve. Go home and rest quickly. Get enough rest. We will continue to work hard tomorrow."

These female shop assistants were a little shy and nervous when facing customers at first, but after a day of hard work, they all smiled with a sense of accomplishment and pride, like flowers that have been baptized by wind and rain, becoming more resilient and beautiful. "Thank you, Madam Boss!"

They thanked him in unison and then left one by one, leaving the room warm and cozy.

After their figures disappeared, Ran He was alone in the store, fiddling with the abacus with his fingers, a satisfied smile on his lips, immersed in the joy of calculating profits.

Wu Xu stood by the door, the smile in his eyes almost overflowing. He looked at her money-obsessed appearance, a doting arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was low and full of magnetism: "How is it? Are you satisfied with today's harvest?"

The abacus beads jumped several times and finally stopped at a number that made people satisfied.

"It's a total of 5,286 taels of silver. After deducting the cost, the net profit reaches 3,113 taels."

Ran He raised his head and looked at Wu Xu with smiling eyes, a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

Wu Xu chuckled and nodded approvingly: "Well done."

His words were full of amusement, and his sexy thin lips outlined a gentle smile, "From now on, my husband, I will be at ease to be your 'little follower'."