Man and wife counterattack

the next day.

Among the several bookstores in Wutong Town, a bookstore named Yaoxuan first published an article called "Xu Guojiangshan in My Eyes", under the pseudonym Juemu.

As soon as the article came out, it quickly attracted the attention of several scholars and scholars in Wutong Town.

Immediately afterwards, the bookshops and bookstores in Phoenix Sea City and Lengzhou also began to sell this article, and within a very short period of time, it attracted the attention of literati in these two places, as well as some court officials.

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You Xuan is not very clear about Mu Jue's article. He has been busy with his own business these two days, just those cloaks.

The embroiderers embroidered some weird, beautiful and lovely patterns on the cloaks, and transformed the ordinary cloaks into various cloaks in the blink of an eye, each with its own merits.

Prices also went up.

You Xuan set the price of each cloak ranging from five to nine renminbi, and after a certain number of cloaks were embroidered, he took out fifteen cloaks and gave them to He Zhuang, and troubled He Zhuang to send the cloaks to He Zhuang. Take them all back to his sisters and sisters, first to help promote the publicity.

He Zhuang was more than happy to help.

His sisters and cousins, each wearing a brand new beautiful cloak and carefully selected different accessories, happily went out to drink tea, embroider and enjoy the snow with the young ladies from other families.

The cloak is average, but the patterns embroidered on the cloak are all very beautiful, and the price is not expensive, the minimum is only five qian silver. The average peasant girl can't afford to buy a cloak at this price, but she can compete with the girl from the He family. The girls we know are all from good families. Seeing that the cloak is beautiful, they all asked where they bought the cloak, and then asked the maids to buy it with money.

With the help of the He family girls, more than 30 cloaks were sold in one day.

The next day, You Xuan personally brought two new recruits to set up a stall on the street in the south of the city. Hundreds of exquisitely embroidered and beautiful cloaks were displayed at once. The colors were vivid and bright. Among the white snowflakes, they were the most striking. Purpose exists.

And in the south of the city, the most indispensable thing is rich people.

Headed by the Mu Mansion with a big family and a big business.

Next is the Hao family, the Lin family, the Zhao family...etc.

Winter is always boring. Ladies and ladies who are not short of money have been embroidering tea, cutting flowers and arranging flowers at home for several days. They have long been bored. When they heard that there are many new styles of cloaks in the south of the city, they rushed here Watch the fun.

You Xuan said unhurriedly, "The embroidery on the cloak is specially drawn by a painter. The patterns and details are different from those in other cloth shops and tailor shops. Please take a closer look." He paused for a while, and then Said: "The young ladies of the He family all have excellent eyesight. They ordered a lot of cloaks at our house early on. Their cloak patterns are all embroidered stitch by stitch by the embroiderers for a long time."

The wives and ladies who were picking out the cloaks heard that the He family girls had bought a lot of cloaks and that they were not short of money. In addition, these cloaks were really beautiful, so almost everyone picked two or three cloaks.

There are also a few ladies who are more picky. After looking at it for a while, they don't like the cloaks with these patterns, so they asked the maid to come over and ask if there is any better one.

You Xuan said with a smile, "Of course there are, but if you want a different pattern from others, you might as well wait for the artist to finish the painting, send the painting to the house in person, and look at the painting first. Please embroider the lady to embroider. It's just that the money is not cheap."

The maids went back and asked, and quickly paid the deposit.

In addition, there are some women who set up stalls around, as well as peasant women who came out to buy things, and they also looked at them enviously, but they couldn't afford the price of the cloak, and the best jewelry on their bodies was to wear it on their heads. The wooden hairpins on the clothes looked like they were carved by themselves, or they looked like two-cent wooden hairpins bought casually on the street; and what they used to keep warm was not a fox fur cloak, but a thick and bloated cotton coat.

So I didn't bother to come here.

You Xuan naturally noticed it too, glanced at it, but he didn't seem to notice it, and continued to work on his own affairs calmly.

The ancestors said that life is full of states, each with its own suffering.

Around noon, the cloaks brought out today were almost sold out, and there were two or three pieces left. As the boss, You Xuan sat directly on the small wooden chair, watching the two guys busy closing the stall, and then checked whether they were still hanging for sale. The three cloaks that went out.

The style of the cloak is very common, but what is rare is the embroidery pattern on the cloak.

That's why it sells well.

After You Xuan had enough rest, he happily went to the bank not far away with the money box full.

He exchanged the bits and pieces of money for whole bills.

In just half a day, he earned 180 taels. After deducting the cloak, borrowing a carriage, hiring a painter to draw pictures, the daily wages of embroiderers, sewing money, and miscellaneous capital, he probably earned... 87 taels today.

No more, no less, but I heard that ordinary people can't save this amount in a year.

You Xuan came back with more than 100 taels of silver bills, the two guys were exhausted, they were still tidying up the shelf, there was only one cloak left on the shelf, and two cloaks had already been packed in the box next to it.

A middle-aged man with a measuring ruler in his hand was circling around the cloak, muttering to the buddy, "Who did you invite to embroider your cloak? It's pretty pretty, embroiderer." The workmanship is not bad, which embroidery shop did you hire? The material of these cloaks is so familiar, did you buy them in Wutongye Village?"

The two guys got annoyed when they asked, "Why do you ask so much? Do you want to buy it? We have to put it away, and the owner will be back later."

The middle-aged man curled his lips, "Your boss looks quite young, what's his name? Where did you buy it?"

The guys were unwilling to talk to him and wanted to put away the last cloak, but the middle-aged man kept turning around the cloak. They were inexperienced and could only stand by and watch.

Until an old lady passed by, she took a vegetable basket, leaned over to look at it, and boasted, "This embroidery is not bad, what is this embroidered, lifelike Yu Ruyi? Oh, how much money does it cost?" "

The middle-aged man patted the cloak, "Seven coins, it's precious, old lady, why don't you go to my store to see, mine is cheaper, six coins, that style is much better than this, and our family is a time-honored brand shop, better than them."

The old lady frowned, and said, "Seven cents? Why is it so expensive?" Then she glanced at the man again, and bargained, "Is seven hundred coins okay? You are not a time-honored brand, and you sell them on the street. It's cheaper, give it to me." wrap up."

You Xuan walked over, patted the middle-aged man lightly, and said with a smirk, "Big brother, isn't your cloak eight dollars? When did the price drop? Let me go and see it?"

"...Just talk about it." The middle-aged man smiled and walked away.

The old lady was asking the buddy next to him, and kept asking if Qibaiwen was okay.

You Xuan watched it for a while, put his hands behind his back leisurely, and confessed: "Hurry up and close the stall, and go to eat later."

From morning to night, I haven't eaten yet.

The two men ignored the old lady, neatly stuffed the last cloak into the box, covered it, and carried it into the carriage.

The old lady made fun of herself, gave them a blank look, and left with a vegetable basket.

You Xuan didn't care about this small episode, and asked the coachman to send the box back to the makeup shop first, and then took the two guys to eat something, and then You Xuan went back to the Mu Mansion first, his injury healed, and the money was saved Some, one of the two houses is used to put the cloak, and the other has simply bought some furniture and can live in.

So he also planned to move out of Zhefengyuan.

But as soon as he arrived at the gate of Mu's Mansion, he saw Nangong Qingqing who hadn't seen him for a few days, and the bejeweled woman he saw outside Nangong Mansion that night.

Nangong Qingqing's complexion is not good-looking, but her clothes are much more dazzling and complicated, and they are less gentle, and more dazzlingly wealthy-this outfit is incomparable to Nangong Qingqing, who is known as the number one talented woman in Wutong Town. irony and disgust.

You Xuan couldn't see any difference.

"Boss You, Boss You."

You Xuan stopped, "Looking for me?"

The woman came over cheerfully and dragged Nangong Qingqing. She said, "I heard that you are looking for an embroiderer recently. I just happen to own an embroidery shop. I wonder if I can cooperate with you?"

You Xuan suddenly realized, and said, "What a coincidence."

"This is my daughter, Nangong Qingqing," the woman continued to say cheerfully, with an amiable appearance, "She can settle accounts and read a lot of characters, all of which were taught by Nangong's tutor. Will help me a lot."

Nangong Qingqing suppressed her anger, and said in a sentence, "I have read sage books for so many years. I didn't come here to learn how to do business. I won't settle accounts for you."

The woman ignored her words and continued to say cheerfully, "In the future, please take care of Boss You."

Nangong Qingqing looked at her coldly.

After a while, Nangong Qingqing looked at You Xuan, a little indiscreet, "I know that you were kicked out of the early winter poetry meeting a few years ago, and Mu Jue was not there at that time. I don't know how embarrassing you were, but... that's all And you have to know that now that Mu Jue's article has been published, literati and inkmen appreciate his article very much. You can't read big characters, but he is full of talent. If it wasn't for Mu Fu, how could you have the opportunity to marry him? Are you worthy? on him."

You Xuan folded his hands, tilted his head and smiled, and said without showing any face, "Miss Nangong, in fact, you didn't have much chance to read the books of sages, did you?"

He is a concubine, so Youjia often ignores him.

And Nangong Qingqing was originally an illegitimate daughter born in the outer room. It stands to reason that she is not qualified to learn any sage books, nor is she qualified to enjoy the etiquette, manners, calligraphy and painting that a daughter of Nangong Mansion should learn.

She replaced the real Nangong Qingqing.

She is Nangong Qingqing, but she is not Nangong Qingqing either.

Hearing this, Nangong Qingqing's face was pale, her shortcomings were exposed, her manners were swept away, she was extremely embarrassed.

You Xuan continued, "If you followed your original life, you wouldn't even know what the Early Winter Poetry Fair is. Don't you?"

The woman nodded with a smile, "That's right. The embroidery village is too busy. I haven't heard of any poetry fairs in Wutong Town these years."

Nangong Qingqing was at a loss, "..."

The woman turned a blind eye to her, she was fearless, so naturally she couldn't understand her daughter's proud and gentle temperament.