Yan Qi snapped her fingers: "Say!"
Shuang'er said: "Our shop's embroidery is sold out, how will we do the rest of the business? I'm a little worried."
Yan Qi asked: "Shuang'er has any good ideas?"
Shuang'er tilted his head, thought for a while, and said, "I don't think it's better than this. Many embroidery workers come to our door and want to consign embroidery here. I think our shop is very big, and I can't embroider it for a while." There are so many works, why not, I select some well-crafted embroidery and put them here for consignment."
Yan Qi shook his head: "Your idea is good, but selling it on consignment... is definitely not feasible."
Shuang'er asked: "What Qi Ge means..."
Yan Qi's eyes lit up: "If we ask those embroidery workers to sign a contract with us, their embroidery can only be sold in our store. Remember, it must be sold exclusively by Tianxia Wushuang, and their embroidery must take 80% of the commission. profit."
Shuang'er was startled: "Exclusive sale, 80% of the profit? Brother Qi, isn't this too harsh?"
"Where's the harshness?"
Yan Qi smiled: "Let me ask you, how much did those embroiderers' embroidered handkerchiefs sell for in the past? Say it as high as you can. Say it as high as you can."
Shuang'er stretched out a finger: "Even if you are the best among them, one tael of silver is already the highest price."
Yan Qi asked again: "If they put their embroidered handkerchiefs in our store, how much is the lowest price? Just say the lowest price."
Shuang'er stretched out another finger: "The minimum is one hundred taels."
Yan Qi raised his eyebrows: "One hundred taels of silver, let's take away 80% of it. How much silver is left?"
"There are twenty taels of silver left."
"In the past, they could only sell one tael of silver at most, but if we leave it to Tian Xia Wushuang, they can earn 20 taels of silver, which suddenly increased twenty times. Do you think they will be very happy? Don't say we take 80%. , even if it’s 90%, they will be so happy that they can’t sleep.”
Shuang'er's eyes lit up: "Brother Qi, what you said makes sense."
Yan Qi laughed: "Then why don't you go sign them up quickly?"
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Shuang'er turned around and went out, but ran back, tilted his head, and said, "Brother Qi, have I become a huge profiteer like you?"
"Ha ha!"
Yan Qi pinched Shuang'er's soft cheeks and said with a smile: "Remember, no businessman is a traitor, but you must have a clear conscience."
"I remember, Brother Qi."
Shuang'er nodded, with some understanding, twisted her butt and ran out.
An hour later, Shuang'er ran back holding a stack of documents.
Yan Qi took the document and asked, "How was the harvest?"
Shuang'er's face turned red and she couldn't restrain her excitement: "Brother Qi, I originally thought they would hesitate when I proposed the harsh conditions of signing an exclusive contract and charging 80% of the profit. But I didn't expect that they didn't even think about it and swarmed up to sign the contract. That formation almost ate me."
Yan Qi smiled: "This is a great opportunity for them to make money. Only a fool would refuse to agree. Tell me, how many embroidery workers have been signed?"
Shuang'er said: "We have signed more than two hundred embroidery workers, all of whom are experienced and have outstanding embroidery skills."
"very good!"
Yan Qi snapped her fingers: "But these are not enough. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, there will be other embroidery unions who come here to sign. You can sign the ones who are good at embroidery. The more people sign, the better. Hehe, if you can make Jinling embroidery It’s best to sign all the work.”
"ah?"
Shuang'er's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed: "Brother Qi, if you really want to sign so many embroidery workers, we, the unparalleled ones in the world, can't afford it."
Yan Qi smiled: "Why can't you eat it? Tianxia Wushuang is so big, it can hang hundreds of embroidery pieces. Even if it can't be hung, we can open a branch."
Shuang'er frowned slightly: "But, so many booths are filled with other people's embroidery, where will my embroidery be hung?"
"Good boy, you are so cute."
Yan Qi pulled Shuang'er into his arms and said with a smile: "You are now the number one embroiderer in Jinling. You are a master, an artist, and their idol. Do you understand?"
Shuang'er shook his head: "I still don't understand."
Yan Qi further explained: "At your level, works are not sold casually. You see those calligraphy and painting masters, all of them cherish ink as much as gold. They only paint one picture and write one calligraphy a year, but it is this painting. A single word is a priceless treasure that will cause countless people to compete for it. This is called worth."
"So, Shuang'er, the same goes for you. With your current reputation and status, you can embroider one work a year. As for the price, let it be set at one hundred thousand taels of silver."
"What?"
Shuang'er was completely shocked: "One piece of embroidery a year costs one hundred thousand taels of silver? Brother Qi, did we hear that correctly?"
Yan Qi nodded: "You heard me right, this is called value. Things are more valuable when they are rare. That's the truth. If your work is really bad, will it still be valuable?"
Shuang'er thought for a while and finally figured it out: "Brother Qi, it turns out you had a premeditated plan, right? There are so many booths in Unparalleled World, which are basically for display by other embroidery workers."
Yan Qi nodded and took Shuang'er's soft, boneless little hands: "That's natural. Shuang'er won't embroider so much in the future. Your little hands are almost calloused. I feel sad when I see them."
"Seventh brother..."
Shuang'er's delicate body nestled in Yan Qi's arms, her cheek pressed against Yan Qi's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, like a little tabby cat, with a satisfied giggle on her lips: "I am now the number one embroiderer in Jinling. Hey, hehe, it’s great to have Brother Seven!”
**
That night, Yan Qi held a banquet to entertain An Tian and others.
Lord Di has now offended Liu Yasi. Although he has some confidence, he still feels uneasy. After all, Liu Yasi has a better relationship with Lord Fu Yin.
He is also a thoughtful person and wants to hug the big tree of An Tian tightly to prevent it from being blown away by the strong wind. The other dozen adults also had general thoughts.
In the evening, the meal was very lively.
There were five-rank officials and six-rank officials on the table, but Yan Qi was the only servant.
But this servant was very popular, and a group of officials rushed to toast him.
After three rounds of drinking.
An Tian is also very happy and is very grateful to Yan Qi for helping him connect.
When he first arrived in Jinling, everything was unknown. Except for the flower feather on his head, he didn't have any advantages.
I want to investigate the case, but I have no idea where to start.
But with Yan Qi's help, in just a few days, he got to know a large number of fifth- and sixth-rank officials, and they seemed to be the ones with good official reputations.
The best thing is that these officials seem to want to get closer to themselves.
This is the best situation.
From now on, he, the general judge, no longer needs to fight alone.
Three Gangs of Men.
An Tian, from now on, can be regarded as green.
Dude, there's someone here.
Yan Qi is thinking about Wushan Yunyu with Shuang'er. How can he be in the mood to chat with these drunkards in the middle of the night?
He pretended to be too drunk, said goodbye first, and sneaked back to Tianxia Wushuang.
He smelled of alcohol and was a bit smoky.
He wanted to take a bath, but it seemed a bit fussy to boil water at such a late hour.
Besides, there was no one to boil water for him.
"Forget it, it's okay."
He slipped into the bathroom, only to find that the bathroom door was open and the water mist was visible.
"Haha, there is actually bath water."
Yan Qi looked around and saw no one, and realized in her heart: "Shuang'er still loves me and knows how to prepare bath water for me."
Without saying a word, this guy stripped naked and jumped into the tub to wash himself off. He also forgot to lock the door, thinking that no one would come in at midnight anyway.
I was getting excited about washing when the door was pushed open with a creak.
In the mist, a woman wearing pink pajamas walked in.
"Oh, who, there is a thief!"
The woman screamed, and it turned out to be An Qing's voice.
