He looked at the woman in front of him silently.
The clothing is low-key and the fabrics are indeed of the best quality. She dresses up a little but does not hide the fact that she is a woman.
Wearing a veil, she obviously didn't want others to know her true identity.
However, he was just a cloth seller, and who he sold the cloth to was not his concern.
However, the master started drinking tea in this room. Of course he couldn't drive away the master while discussing business, so he could only ask the guest to move his seat.
"Let's talk here."
The man tapped his index finger on the table with no expression, but there was a sense that he could not refuse.
"Yes, Master."
Of course, shopkeeper Wang couldn't say anything and could only do as he was told. There was a trace of weirdness in his eyes as he secretly tried to figure out his master's intentions.
Is this to test his business ability?
Then he has to perform well, and maybe he can get a promotion and a salary increase.
Mo Qin didn't even care where the conversation was, not to mention that this was the real boss.
Guests do as they please.
The man sat there, adding another cup of tea to himself, and had no intention of talking anymore.
Mo Qin sat opposite him, and Shopkeeper Wang stood aside.
The master was present and did not let him sit down. He did not dare to sit down and could only stand aside, still a little nervous.
Mo Qin took the initiative to start the conversation and talked about business with Shopkeeper Wang.
Shopkeeper Wang has been in business for so many years, and he has never seen women doing business, so he naturally has no intention of looking down on women.
But after a conversation, shopkeeper Wang couldn't help but admire that this woman was indeed a good business prospect.
Either he has been exposed to these things since he was a child, or he was raised carefully by a wealthy family.
The man didn't say a word during the whole process, and he was completely used as a backdrop.
However, the presence of this background board is too strong.
"Then let's make a deal!"
Mo Qin decided on the source of cloth, and both parties signed and signed.
"Farewell."
Mo Qin shook the paper in his hand, dried the ink marks, put the deed paper away, and stood up to say goodbye.
As soon as Shopkeeper Wang sent the person away, he heard his master say, "Not bad."
Shopkeeper Wang felt hot all over. Is the master praising him?
Promotion and salary increase are just around the corner!
Before he could ask in detail, the master disappeared.
As expected of a master, he comes and goes without a trace.
Window: If you can, don’t pass through here!
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The purpose of going out today can be considered accomplished.
Thinking she still had some money left in her pocket, she decided to have a good meal.
I also brought some pastries back to give to that girl Xixiang.
"Miss, you are finally back."
As soon as she saw Mo Qin, Xixiang quickly ran forward and checked Mo Qin from top to bottom. When she saw that her young lady came back intact, she finally relaxed after hanging on for a day.
The young lady went out early in the morning, dressed up in disguise, and was not allowed to follow her. It was almost lunch time and no one had come back yet. How could she not be anxious?
She was so anxious that the corners of her mouth were almost blistering, but the lady had "What's there to worry about" written all over her body.
The young lady doesn't cry now, doesn't feel sorry for herself, she seems to have seen through everything.
But, what she wants is not to look away like this!
"Miss, you..."
She thought she could still save it.
"Brought it for you."
Mo Qin put the cake in Xixiang's hand and looked at the mark on the wrapping paper in her hand. The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up.
Isn’t this the pastry from the most famous shop in Beijing?
Any words of persuasion or rescue were instantly forgotten by her.
"Thank you, miss."
"Anyone came to see me today?"
Mo Qin returned to the room, changed her clothes, and took a sip of herbal tea.
This girl, at home alone, doesn't even know how to make hot tea.
"No." Xixiang puffed out her cheeks and shook her head.
"Then why are you anxious?"
As soon as he entered the house, seeing Xixiang's anxious look, he thought it was a flood that had washed away the Dragon King Temple.
As if thinking of something, Xixiang swallowed the cake in her mouth and asked urgently.
"Miss, why are so many things in your house missing?"
There are more than just a few things missing, so many things are gone, and the eldest lady is not here.
How could she not be afraid?
If she hadn't known that no outsiders had been to this yard, she would have thought it had been robbed.
Something, what something?
Mo Qin glanced at the room, which was even emptier than yesterday, and had an epiphany.
"Oh, those, I sold them."
It's useless if you leave it alone anyway. You must have start-up capital to open a store.
If the original owner hadn't had much money, what would she have spent all that energy on?
"It turns out that the eldest lady sold it...sold it?!"
Xixiang was halfway through talking when she realized something was wrong.
What did the eldest lady say?
She sold those things...! !
"Miss, are you short of money?"
The eldest lady is really miserable. She is obviously a direct descendant, so how come the young lady in her family has such a miserable life.
"There is quite a shortage, but it will disappear soon."
Mo Qin patted the little girl's shoulder to comfort Xi Xiang who was about to cry.
Is this girl made of water? Cry at every turn.
Don't tell me, it's quite soft when you hold it with your little hands.
"Miss, you'd better go and talk to the madam."
Madam is too partial, how could she treat the eldest lady like this.
"Stop crying, come here and help me grind."
Mo Qin took out some pieces of paper and thought about the styles of the clothes he saw on the street today.
I quickly came up with a few sample pictures of clothes.
This is designed based on the standards of this world.
She has worn countless clothes, and it is not difficult to design a few new styles at random.
Xixiang looked at Mo Qin's paintings, the admiration in her eyes almost overflowing.
"Miss, your painting skills are superb again. This dress is so beautiful."
I originally thought that the young lady's painting skills were already very good, but I didn't expect that she would be much better at it.
However, Xixiang wanted to cry again when she thought that the young lady worked so hard to study all these things just to get the care of the master and his wife, but they turned a blind eye.
Mo Qin dried the painted picture, put the ink away, and sent it to the store the next day.
I guess you can earn a lot of money from these clothes.
If it is processed quickly, it might be ready for sale in ten days and a half.
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"Miss, the second lady is here." Xixiang hurriedly ran in from the door.
Mo Qin was leaning on the beauty's couch and reading a novel about a villain.
In ancient times, women couldn't go out casually, and there were no entertainment options. Fortunately, she found a lot of short stories that could be used to pass the time.
Xixiang came in with her front legs, and heard someone entering the yard with her back legs.
Even then, she allowed them to come in.
Why did someone come in directly?
Mo Simiao was wearing a light green skirt and elegant but expensive jewelry on her head.
Although the whole person is weak, he does not appear sick.
Behind her were four maids, two coming in and two waiting outside.
"Sister, forgive me for coming uninvited."
Mo Simiao clutched a small handkerchief and consciously found a place to sit down.
If you know what you are doing is wrong, why do you still do it?
"I can't forgive."
Mo Qin flipped through a page of the little book and spoke casually.
Since Mo Simiao didn't respect her master, she didn't have to respect Mo Simiao either, she asked bluntly.
"What's your business?"
