During the past few days, Su Qingluan had been busy delivering "charcoal gift packages" and Yang's modified and completed cotton gloves to various houses during the day, and suddenly her time became abundant.
On this day, an "uninvited guest" came to the door of Su's house. Although Su Qingluan did not recognize the face of this person, the fine workmanship, materials and familiar style made Su Qingluan understand that the person in front of him came from the Xie Mansion.
Although the boy was still wearing a short robe with a cross-collar collar, it was thicker than what he remembered. There is also a circle of fluffy cotton sewn on the collar and cuffs, which looks very warm.
Su Qingluan was secretly greedy in her heart: even if the Xie Mansion in Lefeng County was a villa where Xie Zian, the young man, could "think about his mistakes", there would be hundreds of servants. If everyone buys such a set of cotton-padded clothes, the amount of cotton used is also considerable!
What makes people jealous is that these people probably have more than one set of cotton-padded clothes. And the Su family now has to make calculations when buying some cotton to make cotton gloves.
After all, this era is not the modern era of abundant materials and convenient transportation, so cotton is naturally available.
I had already used seven or eight when making cotton clothes, and the remaining ones were made into gloves. In a sense, it was also a stopgap measure.
But Su Qingluan also knew that she couldn't just pick off other people's cotton, so she could only feel a little greedy in her heart and secretly made up her mind to put cotton purchasing in her plan list for next year.
The young man only felt that the lady of the Su family opposite was looking at him—his clothes to be precise—with a strange look. He didn't pay much attention to it. He just smiled and bowed his hands: "Mrs. Su, thank you, housekeeper, for please move over." Mansion."
Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows: From the tone of her words, it seems that the sales of this batch of one hundred sets of jam should be good.
Su Qingluan felt confident, so she went back to the house to inform Ms. Yang who was designing a new pattern, then turned around and boarded Xie's carriage.
After the "fatigue" of the donkey cart a few days ago, Su Qingluan sat in this spacious carriage with a hand warmer, caressing the carriage seat wrapped in layers of soft cloth and cotton, and couldn't help but sigh: I think back then She had just traveled through time and was riding this carriage for the first time. She thought, "It didn't matter if the ancients had money. They still played with bumper cars without asphalt roads and rubber tires."
She never thought that it had only been a few months, and there would be no harm if there was no comparison. Although she still understood from a rational level that this carriage was far inferior to modern cars, it was still much stiffer than the donkey carriage that had air leakage from all sides. , already a super luxurious level of treatment!
Hey, there aren’t many cars or roads anyway, so it’s rare to ride a horse-drawn carriage like this. What else do you need for a bicycle? Su Qingluan comforted herself like this.
While thinking, the carriage stopped.
Judging from the sounds outside, although the carriage was not going through the main entrance, it was also not the back entrance where Su Qingluan came here as a simple "cook" several times before. It should be the side entrance that ordinary people in the Xie Mansion would pass through when entering and exiting.
And this time when Su Qingluan entered Xie's mansion, no one asked her to get out of the car first.
When the carriage outside stopped, Su Qingluan opened the curtain and saw that the young man who had been driving the carriage was already obediently lying under the carriage, making himself a well-behaved "human pedal".
Seeing this, Su Qingluan's mouth twitched, and she neatly supported the car board with one hand, jumped off from the other end, and looked back at the "pedal" on the ground: "What are you doing lying down there? Let's go!"
The boy was stunned when he heard this, and quickly got up from the ground to lead the way.
Zhang Ma has returned to the capital, and this time Su Qingluan only faces the chief steward Xie Deshun who smiles like a Maitreya Buddha.
Of course, no matter how kindly the Maitreya housekeeper smiled, Su Qingluan had not forgotten that he was plotting against him and his family. If Mu Xingzhi's people hadn't been secretly protecting him, he would have been caught!
However, in business, Su Qingluan did not intend to make the situation too ugly - of course, the most fundamental reason was that although she had the basic personal safety guarantee from Mu Xingzhi, she did not have the confidence to use chicken feathers as a pawn. Ling Jian directly confronted a big family like Xie Mansion.
"Thank you, Steward. It's been a long time since I last saw you. You still look very energetic and radiant!" As a junior and a weaker partner, Su Qingluan took the lead in saying hello. However, because she had not systematically studied ancient etiquette, and because she felt a little unhappy in her heart, this action seemed a bit perfunctory in Xie Deshun's eyes.
Hearing this, Xie Deshun quickly smiled and held his hands with a very attentive smile: "Hey, thanks to Mrs. Su's good words, I haven't seen you for a while, and Mrs. Su has become more and more radiant!"
In fact, Xie Deshun didn't want to apologize so diligently, but he really couldn't figure out who was protecting her behind Su Qingluan.
What's more important is Xie Xuanfan's attitude...
Several thoughts flashed through his mind at once, and Xie Deshun smiled even more kindly: "Hey, Mrs. Su, please go into the front hall and sit down for a while. I'll go get tea and snacks prepared."
With that said, he ordered a maid to lead the way, while another person went to prepare tea and snacks.
Su Qingluan was not polite at all, so she took the time to do as the other party said, just to see what drama Manager Xie was going to sing today.
The two of them chatted about each other, drank tea and had snacks. Su Qingluan seemed to be here just to chat and eat. She didn't say anything else at all, only talking about all kinds of food from all over the world. .
Originally, Xie Deshun thought that Su Qingluan was just a little girl with yellow hair. Although he was a little clever, he could guess his intention of inviting her here this time, so he couldn't help but ask. However, he never thought that the other party could actually sit down better than him. Live on the stool.
Now that the tea has been brewed twice, this kind of idle talk seems to be far away. Finally, Xie Deshun couldn't help it anymore and asked: "I wonder if Madam Su understands that I invite Madam Su to come here this time?" What do you mean by coming?”
Su Qingluan sneered in her heart, but she looked innocent on the surface: "I don't know, the weather has gotten colder recently. Our village is busy preparing firewood for the winter, and we don't have the energy to go anywhere!"
Xie Deshun encountered a soft nail and was a little unwilling. But after going around in circles for a few times, Su Qingluan still couldn't get the hang of it. He had no choice but to say: "Ms. Su, you are not worried at all. How will the marmalade you make be sold in the capital?"
"I'm not worried." Su Qingluan said very confidently, "If the sales of the jam are not good, maybe Manager Xie will get angry at this time and the kind Maitreya will turn into an angry King Kong?"
When Xie Deshun was told this, his face became a little worried: "Ms. Su, that's not what you said. I also have my own difficulties..."
"I understand," Su Qingluan nodded, "So even if I stayed up late and worked overtime, didn't I lead the workers to finish the jam?"
The corner of Xie Deshun's mouth twitched: "Ms. Su, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work, but life is hard." Su Qingluan sighed and put down the tea cup, "I was thinking that the supply of 'Su Ji' jam in the capital exceeds demand, and the price is twenty taels of gold a bottle, and I can only do it. Isn’t Butler Xie being kind to the previous price?”
