After all, Nichangfang's drinks are not sold to the outside world, and can only be enjoyed by customers who go to the shop.
Moreover, people who have drank these drinks feel refreshed and particularly comfortable after each drink.
Passed on from one person to another, the drinks of this Nishangfang became so popular that they completely made haute couture clothes popular.
Many high-ranking officials came to them to customize their dresses. The orders received from Nishangfang were soft. Wen Xi looked at the large amounts of banknotes and was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes.
The rich in modern society are all fond of haute couture, not to mention the ancients who have never been exposed to this business model?
It has been half a year since we received the order from Nichangfang. Even the county knew that there was a great ready-made clothing store in the town. Many people from outside came to Nichangfang to make custom orders. Suddenly, the clothing aesthetic in the town began to resemble Nichangfang. Nearby, people wear the clothes of Nichangfang as a means of showing off, which makes the business of clothing stores even more popular.
But some people are happy and some are sad.
After the Millennium Cloth Shop knew that it could not defeat Fulai Cloth Shop, it began to sell ready-made clothes at low prices. This allowed their shop to barely survive, but they never saw the grand occasion of breaking through the threshold in the past.
Unexpectedly, just a few days after their comfortable life, another neon clothing shop opened on the opposite street.
It has also launched a high-end customization business, so that now people are going to Nichangfang to buy ready-made clothes. None of the ready-made clothes they made before can be sold.
Shopkeeper Qian was so angry that his teeth were itching. This was going to force him to a dead end!
"Shopkeeper, that Nichangfang is full of people again today." The boy who once mocked Wen Xi muttered, "What's so different about their house? Why are all the customers running away?"
It's okay if he didn't say this, but the look in Shopkeeper Qian's eyes became even more fierce.
Since you are unkind, don’t blame me for being unjust!
He has observed that the fabrics used in Nichangfang's clothes all come from Fulai Fabric Store. If Fulai Fabric Store's supply can be cut off, the custom-made dresses may not be delivered to customers as agreed.
Thinking of this, he raised a cold smile on his lips and murmured: "You are asking for this."
At night, the backyard warehouse of Fulai Cloth Shop was filled with flames, lighting up most of the town.
When Wen Xi arrived, the fire was out of control. The warehouse where the fire broke out was full of fabrics. They ignited immediately and there was no time to put it out. They had to wait until the entire warehouse burned out, which meant that all the fabrics in the warehouse would be burned. .
Zhao Fulai looked at the burned warehouse with only his body left, and fell to the ground. There was a warehouse full of fabrics! That’s so much money!
"Shopkeeper Zhao, what's going on?" Wen Xi asked in a deep voice.
Zhao Fulai did not answer, but stared blankly at the burned-out warehouse, his eyes full of despair.
During this period, the cloth was sold very quickly, so he expanded production and invested almost all the money on his books into production. Unexpectedly...
"Miss Wen." As soon as these three words were spoken, tears couldn't help but flow out. There was half of Wen Xi's profit in it. What was he going to use to fill such a big hole?
"what happened?"
"Just now, an official from the government came to see the fire. He said that the oil lamp fell down and caused the fire. Every night, the clerk would check the remaining materials in the warehouse. Maybe he forgot to blow out the oil lamp." A man who looked like a boy explained next to him. road.
"Who is the guy in charge of counting today?"
"It's... it's small."
It was actually the guy who introduced Wen Xi to fabrics for the first time.
He walked forward tremblingly, knelt down with a plop, and said while crying: "Girl, I really put out the oil lamp after counting today, I am willing to guarantee it with my life!"
"Guarantee with your life? It's really interesting. How much money is your little life worth? Do you know how much money the materials in this warehouse are worth?" The boy just snorted coldly.
Wen Xi glanced at the boy, saw that Zhao Fulai still looked dumb as before, turned around and walked towards the pile of ruins.
The warehouse had been burned to ashes, and all the fabrics inside were burned. Wen Xi smelled the smell floating in the air, and there was a hint of kerosene.
If it was just an oil lamp that fell over, how could there be such a strong smell of kerosene? Even after the fire is extinguished, the smell of kerosene remains.
An Yi followed Wen Xi and whispered: "Girl, according to your instructions, I went to check the rooms of the guys and found this." He took out a key and several fire certificates.
Wen Xi nodded, it was pretty much what she had guessed.
She ordered Zhao Fulai to be brought to her shop and said to the man kneeling on the ground: "I believe you. Fortunately, we still have a lot of spare materials in my warehouse. I will investigate the cause of the fire here." , you go back first!"
Spare ingredients?
When Shopkeeper Qian heard the report from his subordinates, he was so angry that his teeth itched. He didn't expect that they had a back-up plan.
"Hmph, if you destroy one of their warehouses, I can destroy the second one!"
Wen Xi returned to the room and felt the scent of someone else as soon as he entered the door.
"who?"
"Haha, the little girl is quite alert." Mo Yuyan walked out from behind the curtain and said with a smile: "I heard that there is something wrong with you here, so I came to take a look."
When Wen Xi saw that the person coming was him, he felt relieved.
"Your Majesty, is your health in great shape?"
"Yes." Mo Yuyan stretched out his hand, and the refreshing fragrance of ink bamboo hit his face.
"What are you doing?" Before Wen Xi could step back, she felt a soft handkerchief gently wipe her face.
"Why is a girl running to a fire scene? What should I do if I get hurt?" He gave her a cold look, which made Wenxi feel inexplicably guilty.
"I'll do it myself!" He took the handkerchief from Mo Yuyan's hand and came to the bronze mirror. He found that there were some black ash on his face at some point. He must have gotten it when he went to explore the fire spot.
"Do you need my help?"
"It's not necessary for the time being. Maybe the person who set the fire will soon be unable to restrain himself."
Mo Yuyan looked at her confident look, her eyes were sparkling, as if they were chasing countless twinkling stars, they were extremely beautiful.
"By the way, Prince, I wanted to give it to you last time." She took out a jade pendant from the box and handed it over.
"What is this?" Mo Yuyan took the jade pendant and teased: "A token of love?"
What kind of love is determined! What do you believe in!
Wen Xi blushed at his amusement: "What the hell! This, this is the apprenticeship ceremony!"
What happened to this war king?
A mighty war king, shouldn't he be majestic and aloof? Why is this man always so immoral lately?
"I have said that I will not accept any apprentices, but you still give me a jade pendant." He walked towards her step by step, leaned over and said, "Don't you know that only lovers give jade pendants to me in Dongchen?"
Love, lover?
Mo Yuyan saw that her ears were turning red, and he raised a victorious smile on his lips: "Have you been coveting this king for a long time?"
