"Chen Rencai, it's you again!" Qin Ruo clenched her fists, her eyes full of hostility.
"Hey, that's right. It was me yesterday, it's me again today, and maybe it will be me tomorrow. As the saying goes, a bird chooses a good tree to roost in. Your family has no money to make, and my family can't make enough. If they don't come to me, where can they go? ?" Chen Rencai glanced sideways at the two young women and greeted coldly:
"Why don't you get in the car quickly?"
The two young women were embarrassed to ask for silver, so they climbed into the carriage with their heads buried.
Shen Wenjun gritted his teeth but had no idea what to do. People were walking to higher places and water was flowing to lower places. How could they make do with it?
"Miss Shen, I have a way to help you get rid of the embarrassment," Chen Rencai touched his chest and said with a crooked smile: "I am so handsome and unrestrained, you are so graceful and graceful, our furniture is made of fine cloth, Looking at the whole city of Suzhou, who else can be a better match than the two of us? How about this, I suffer a little loss and accept you as my concubine, and our two families can join hands to become bigger and stronger and create glory together?"
Qin Ruo couldn't help but scolded: "Shameless person, you are worthy of my lady!"
"Ha..." Chen Rencai pointed at the Shuiyunfang signboard and mocked: "If the family's fortune is still there, no matter how ugly it is, it will still be a golden branch; if the family is in ruins, no matter how beautiful it is, it will be a ruined flower!"
Although Song Che's head still hurts from the sap last night, if he doesn't stand up now, he will really be in vain as a husband.
"Hey, Horse Face Plate, please wait for me." Song Che stepped forward and stopped Chen Rencai, who was about to get into the carriage.
Chen Rencai turned around and glared, "Who are you?"
"I'm going to tell you who I am..." Song Che approached the carriage with a smile, "Bang!" He lit the lighter hidden in his sleeve and lightly touched the horse's butt. This was a windproof type and had very fast firepower.
The horse was in pain, neighed loudly, raised its front hooves to the sky, and stuck its butt back. Chen Rencai lost his center of gravity and fell off the carriage.
The horse's face plate came into close contact with the ground, and it fell so hard that it gnawed in the mud, and one of his front teeth also chipped off!
"Hahaha……"
The passers-by watching the excitement burst into laughter.
Even Shen Wenjun couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Ahhh...bastard, I'll kill you!" Chen Rencai jumped up and punched Song Che.
"Little... heart!" Shen Wenjun exclaimed.
Song Che smiled coldly, "Have you never practiced Yongchun Boxing? Haven't you watched Ip Man?" He stepped back, causing Chen Rencai to miss, and then hit him hard in the face with a big swinging fist!
"Ouch!" Chen Rencai screamed, another tooth chipped!
"Hai Yougen!"
Song Che kicked his legs and took off, turned around 360 degrees, and struck Chen Rencai between the ears with a rising dragon punch.
Chen Rencai flipped two and a half times in the air, and with a "clang!" he hit the carriage.
"Get out of here!" Song Che shouted.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the groom quickly helped his master into the carriage, whipped the horse and fled out of the street.
After running a certain distance, Chen Rencai covered his face and said vaguely: "Boy, today's shame... I will repay you twice as much in the future!"
Song Che raised his middle finger.
"Miss, is this knight your new nurse? Not only is he talented, but he is also very skilled." Qin Ruo glanced at Song Che and asked in a low voice.
"He? He is...it's me..." Shen Wenjun didn't say the word "husband" for a long time, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Song Che had already undergone a subtle change.
"I am her husband-in-law who just passed by last night." Song Che clapped his hands and said with a big smile.
"Ah?" Qin Ruo was shocked, "Miss, when did you—"
"That's it...there's nothing to discuss. Let's all leave. Don't provoke the guards." Shen Wenjun flicked his sleeves and nodded with a smile. He and Song Che were also laughing. He hummed softly and raised his head. Enter Shuiyunfang.
The first floor of the workshop is retail, the second floor is embroidery, the third floor is textile, and the backyard is a dyeing workshop. The weaver girl and the embroiderer girl are all ingenious and generous.
The shop is filled with silk and satin, cut loosely, hung on screens, and made into clothes. The embroidered patterns, including landscapes, birds, beasts, and ladies, are all lifelike.
"My Shen family has three workshops in Suzhou. The silk workshop is in the west of the city. It is used to purchase silkworm chrysalises, strip the cocoons, and make silk threads to provide materials for brocade weaving. The dyeing workshop and embroidery workshop are in the north of the city, where we are.
My Shen family has two major businesses, the first is cloth and the second is brocade. The cloth business has always been to purchase and weave cloth, paint and dye it yourself, and then sell it through merchants all over the country;
The brocade business, as you can see in front of you, is provided by the silk shop, and then the weavers make the brocade cloth, which is bleached, dyed and painted in the dyeing shop, and finally the embroiderer embroiders according to the customer's needs..."
After entering the workshop, Shen Wenjun seemed to have changed. While introducing Song Che, he also urged the embroiderer to work. If she encountered a mistake in her technique, she would fold up her sleeves and correct it herself.
Everyone is beautiful in a different way when they are serious.
Song Che couldn't help but ask: "Madam, is she also very good at embroidery?"
"It's at least three or four stories high," Qin Ruo praised without hesitation: "Miss, she is proficient in weaving, dyeing, embroidery, and selling. She knows more stitches than I do. The stitches on the wall of the main hall on the first floor The 'Splendid Mountains and Rivers' painting was painted by her."
"Shopkeeper Qin, don't try to praise me." Shen Wenjun looked back and smiled, with a charming smile, "Who knows in the whole of Suzhou that the best embroiderer is in my eyes."
Judging from Qin Ruo's appearance, she is several years older than Shen Wenjun, and she is a beauty with no faults from head to toe.
Although the female beauty is beautiful and her work is meticulous, when she checked the accounts, both the shopkeeper and the landlady frowned.
"Alas..." Shen Wenjun finally sighed. He put down his account book and asked Qin Ruo: "How much inventory is there in the warehouse now?"
Qin Ruo also had a sad look on her face, "Including what was returned yesterday, we have almost half of the stockpile...March in the south of the Yangtze River is already very rainy. If it cannot be sold, this batch of brocade cloth will lose its color even if it is not moldy."
Shen Wenjun was silent for a long time before he had to make a decision: "Let everyone finish what they are doing and rest for a while."
Qin Ruo looked shocked, "But Miss, if there is no work to do, I'm afraid all the workers will leave, and more than half of them will be lost in less than half a month. If this continues, I'm afraid...I'm afraid..." She didn't dare to say any more.
Shen Wenjun still sighed, he could only sigh.
"I'm curious, why can't your freight go out, but the Chen family is still prosperous?" Song Che suddenly asked.
Qin Ruo said: "Maybe he paid monthly payments to the thieves along the way. Chen's method is to take both black and white, and many of their businesses are disgraceful."
Shen Wenjun snorted coldly: "It is precisely because of black businessmen like them that thieves and bandits will become more greedy and rampant."
Song Che smiled and said: "Following the development of the times, being polite when necessary, taking care of things when necessary, and socializing when necessary are actually the ways of doing business."
Shen Wenjun said coldly: "Throughout the ages, how many of those who sought the skin of a tiger had a good end?"
Song Che rubbed his nose: "How can this be seeking skin from a tiger? It can only be regarded as 'going with the flow' at best. If you do business with too much integrity, not only will you not make a lot of money, but you will also be bullied, such as...poaching your corner. "
"You, a person who doesn't even know where you come from, have the right to discuss things with me!" Shen Wenjun glared at Song Che in a condescending manner.
Look, this is a woman who plays coy if she can't say anything.
Song Che didn't bother to argue with him and said to Qinruo, "Please help me, shopkeeper Qin, to get me a set of paper and pen."
"Uncle...why do you need pen and paper?" Qin Ruo was confused.
Song Che smiled mysteriously: "Just take it, we'll find out later."
Qin Ruo took out pen and paper from the counter out of curiosity.
Song Che took the pen and dipped it in ink. He was used to using a rollerball pen. This soft brush was really difficult to grasp. The words he wrote were crooked and in simplified Chinese, but they were generally understandable.
Qinruo tilted his head, reading and writing, while chanting: "Boil charcoal with water for a quarter of an hour, filter out the water, ventilate and dry in the shade, put it in a basket after two days, and place it in a diagonal corner of the room to absorb water, remove moisture, and prevent corrosion and moisture. "
Song Che stopped writing with satisfaction, pointed at the "Ghost Painting Talisman" and said with a confident smile: "This is Mr. Song's exclusive secret formula for removing moisture. Follow the steps above, and you can guarantee that the brocade cloth in the warehouse will survive the spring. Moisturize.”
