"Profiteer! Get out!"
Just as Jiang Fu came down from upstairs, a stone hit her face-to-face. She was caught off guard, holding her head and screaming.
"Whoever dares to come here to cause trouble! Arrest them all!"
A family of three stood under the steps in front of Ruifuxuan. The woman held her child with tears in her eyes and looked at the people in the shop with disgust.
The person who threw the stone was the husband. Hearing this, his expression became even more ugly. He picked up the stone at his feet and threw it hard at Ruifuxuan's plaque.
"Profiteer! You have no conscience! Aren't you afraid of retribution one day when you make dirty money?"
People on the nearby streets gathered around and whispered to each other. Someone asked:
"What happened? Why did you smash up Ruifuxuan? The cloth sold in this shop was quite good."
"There is no business without treachery! Don't let everyone be deceived by them!"
The eight-foot-tall man was shaking with anger and his eyes were red.
"My wife used to often buy cloth and ready-made clothes at Ruifuxuan! The clothes she wore before were very good. A few days ago, they bought cotton cloth worth 200 yuan a piece. My wife was greedy for cheap and bought a ready-made clothes for my child. Who knows? Know--"
The woman cried, rolled up the child's sleeves, showed it to the onlookers, and said in a tearful voice:
"My child only wore it for a day, and he complained of itching in the evening! Within an hour, he had rashes all over his body, and his skin was scratched! I went to the doctor and asked, and the doctor said it was a problem with the clothes. This cotton was simply black-hearted cotton. ! Children’s skin is tender, and it’s already effective after just one day of wearing it!”
"Mom, I'm still itchy..."
It was okay not to say it, but as soon as the woman said it, the child started to scream and itch again, and the mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly.
The husband shouted to everyone around him: "Come to judge! Does Ruifuxuan have to bear this responsibility? The cotton you sell is adulterated with black cotton! Let my child dress like this! If you can't give me an explanation today, I will I’ll go to Shuntian Mansion and sue you!”
"Give me an explanation!"
"Give me an explanation!!"
The people were filled with indignation and shouted together with the man. The clerks in the shop were all confused.
The shopkeeper grabbed Jiang Fu and said, "Dongdongdong, boss, what do you think we should do..."
Jiang Fu bit her lower lip, walked to the door, and shouted:
"You said you bought the cotton-padded clothes at my house, did you buy them at my house? Who knows if you came from another garment shop! What can you say, are you here to blackmail someone? Ruifuxuan will not tolerate you acting wild! If you don't leave, Go, I will report the three of you and your family to jail!!"
"Who says it's not from your family? It's from your family! I still have the note from Ruifuxuan here! If you have the ability, take out the account book! I saw with my own eyes the receipt written by your guy! There is absolutely nothing in the account book It has my name!”
The woman shook out a small piece of paper from her arms. There was a main seal on it, four big words: Ruifuxuan Seal.
Jiang Fu's eyelids trembled and she retreated into the room, "Shopkeeper? What's that in her hand?"
The shopkeeper was new and didn’t know that the clerk who wrote the accounts was an old man. He said tremblingly:
"It's a receipt for the purchase. It's a rule set by the young lady before. Everyone who sells one will get one, just to... prevent colleagues from coming to make trouble..."
They were used to Ji Shuqian and didn't change for a while.
But who would have known that it was supposed to prevent people from coming to make trouble, but now it became evidence that they were selling defective products.
Jiang Fu felt dizzy for a while.
There was still shouting outside the shop, a brick was smashed into the shop, and Jiang Fu walked out aggressively.
"So what if I, Ruifuxuan, sell it?! Your child has something wrong with his clothes. It's because your child is in poor health! What are you doing with my cotton!"
"It has nothing to do with your cotton, so do you dare to take it out and ask someone to check it!"
There are also many garment shops on this street. The shopkeepers and waiters are watching the excitement at the door, and some of them are particularly enthusiastic.
"Our cloth shop has been open for decades, and you can tell good cotton and bad cotton just by touching it!"
"We can check it too!"
Ever since Ruifuxuan was taken over by Ji Shu, business has been booming, and several other old stores have been squeezed out and can only scratch their laurels. Now seeing that Ruifuxuan is on the decline, it is natural to step on it.
This is called taking advantage of your illness to kill you!
"Do you dare?!"
The man took his son's clothes and gave them to the shopkeeper of the neighboring cloth shop.
He touched it, weighed it, and then pulled his clothes apart to reveal the cotton inside, tutting and shaking his head.
"Sure enough, it's inferior cotton. No wonder a piece of cotton only costs 200 yuan! The purchase price of this inferior cotton is at most five yuan per catty. How much money do you, Ruifuxuan, want to make?"
"How abominable! My family also bought one, but luckily it hasn't been made yet. Please return it to me immediately!"
"Black-hearted workshop! Close it as soon as possible!"
Jiang Fu was scolded so badly. When had she ever been so wronged? She thrust her hands on her waist, lit the crowd and yelled:
"Inferior cotton, what's wrong with inferior cotton?! Inferior cotton is not cotton! Why do you have the nerve to blame me? It's not because you are greedy for cheap! You don't even think about it. If you want to buy high-quality cotton for two hundred yuan, just go ahead and dream!" Is it possible for you to wear this cotton cloth of mine? If not, get away from me! Don’t block my business!”
This person was so thick-skinned that the people were all shocked.
"How can a young girl have such a dark heart!"
"Where is the Censor of the City? Let's go find him and report it! You are selling black-hearted cotton! Sooner or later you will take off the brand!"
"Go! Report it!"
A lot of people left in a hurry, and the shopkeeper behind them rushed up with a grimace.
"My boss! That's wrong! You can't do this! The censor will come later and know that your cotton is not good. It's not a joke. If it gets serious, you will have to take off the sign and close the door!"
Jiang Fu's heartbeat was a little fast, but she was still calm at this time.
"What are you afraid of? My cotton has not killed anyone. Besides, my family is not selling it. Even the Zhao family's shop is selling this cotton. What should I be afraid of?"
She ran back upstairs, leaving a mess for the shop assistants.
The people were so excited that there were rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves outside the shop, and the plaque was still hanging on it, but the shopkeeper did not dare to go out for fear of being stoned.
The censor who patrolled the city came to this street with the people from the Military and Horse Division.
When the shopkeeper saw the huge crowd, he quickly called for the waiter: "Quickly, find the boss girl!"
This bad cotton is not what he wants to sell, he is the one upstairs!
"Where is your boss? I heard that there is something wrong with the cotton sold in your shop?"
The censor patrolling the city walked up the steps, looked up at the plaque on Ruifuxuan, and felt uneasy.
The daily errands of the city patrol censor are monotonous and boring, which is to patrol the streets, check the market prices, city appearance, and deal with various shops.
But don't look at it like this, this is not an easy job. If you don't mess with someone you can't afford, you will lose your official position. Just in front of this person, there have been six city patrol censors in the past six months.
He knew that Ruifuxuan was the property of Wudinghou Mansion. Although Wudinghou was useless, his eldest son was a general. This matter was really difficult to handle!
When the censor patrolling the city was in trouble, Jiang Fu went downstairs.
