"Three hundred private houses, custom-made embroidery, and orders from the affordable and bargaining areas, their total income from this trip is... nine thousand taels!"
Qin Ruo couldn't hide her shock while holding the bill.
"That's not all. A piece of silk silk sells for two taels of silver, but it can make ten private houses of one hundred taels. The net profit is a full ninety-eight taels, and the cost is almost negligible." Song Che said with a smile, and rushed Shen Wenjun blinked:
"Ma'am, what do you think?"
Shen Wenjun said, "How many people can afford a private house for ten taels of silver, except those girls from brothels?"
Song Che said with a smile: "Then let's lower the quality. Private houses don't necessarily have to be made of silk. You can use silk or coarse cloth. As long as the brand name is out there, why worry about not having buyers?"
Shen Wenjun hummed: "How loud can a name come from a prostitute?"
"What you said is wrong, madam."
"What's wrong?"
"Firstly, people are forced to sell themselves into prostitutes. They are also forced to have a baby in ten months, so why should they be divided into three, six or nine grades? Secondly, most of the people that women in brothels come into contact with are romantic people, wealthy people, and powerful people. It is common to have four wives and concubines, and most of our customers in the future will be these people."
"Yes, everyone knows that what a romantic young man loves most is to drag good families into trouble and persuade prostitutes to behave. Young Master Song saw that he is this kind of person, and he was surrounded by all the girls just now. You laughed so much."
"This is my basic way of hospitality. Even a prostitute is a customer. The customer is the food, clothing and parents. Besides, among the bosses in the store, which one is not smiling?"
"So you men don't have any good stuff!"
"According to what you say, our father is not a good person, right?"
"Song Che, you——"
Shen Wenjun was so angry that he stamped his feet and ran upstairs in a few steps.
"Uncle, the young lady is impatient. The more agitated she becomes, the more she becomes angry." Qin Ruo sighed.
Song Che shook his head: "I call this 'rural surrounding the city', subtly occupying the high ground and eating the soft rice hard."
The next few days.
Private houses are listed for opening.
One after another, magnificent carriages and horses stopped at the entrance of Yunshuifang. Several maids came down, walked into the private room, quickly selected and left quickly.
Women in ancient times often stayed at home due to the feudal mentality of "adhering to the rules and regulations". Especially women from wealthy families may have never left the house a few times in their lives. It is strange that they are not lonely after living in a deep house and compound for a long time.
Once people are lonely, they will look for fun to please themselves. It is precisely because of this selling point that private houses can win the favor of ladies.
As the private business and silk and satin business are getting better and better, the daily turnover in the shop has stabilized at more than 2,000 taels, and the number of employees has expanded from the initial dozen to more than 130;
Among them, there are twenty-four people in the dyeing workshop, fifty-six in the weaving workshop, twenty-three in the embroidery room, and twenty-seven male and female clerks. They are all fresh blood who are open-minded, studious, smart and capable.
Yunshuifang's reputation quickly became the best in Suzhou, and thousands of households in the north of the city were willing to come here to buy cloth.
Of course, a rising tide lifts all boats. There are also many negative effects. In the already depressed economic environment, many small cloth shops have been robbed of their customer flow. Those with capital have been left behind, while those without capital have closed down.
The shopping mall is like a battlefield, natural selection, survival of the fittest, who can not follow this?
In recent days, Song Che has not gone home. When facing Shen Wenjun, he avoids it as much as possible, talking as little as possible and doing more.
Shen Wenjun's lips curled up day by day, and her stubborn temper would never allow her to give in first.
This woman is smart and capable, but she is too arrogant. Of course, it's no wonder that as the only daughter in the family, she eagerly wants to compete with her men and achieve a career.
It wouldn't hurt to take this opportunity to temper her temperament.
…
At the end of March, there was a spring breeze and a steady drizzle in Suzhou City.
Logically speaking, the tenderness of Jiangnan and the gentle rain should add a little more comfort.
But……
Song Che had not smoked for five days, and the reaction caused by withdrawal was simply worse than death.
The timeline he traveled through is very different from conventional dynasties. Through a simple comparison of currency, system, and culture, the Liang Dynasty should be equivalent to the Song Dynasty more than 900 years ago.
When tobacco was first introduced to China, it was during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty more than 400 years ago. If the two different ancient timelines are the same, then he would have to wait at least 500 years before he can take a puff...
Five hundred years later, I would have turned into a pile of bones!
"Bah!" Song Che spit out the tasteless dried mint leaves in his mouth, took a deep breath of moist air, and pretended to puff out smoke. At this time, no smoke was better than smoke.
"Uncle! Something happened! Please go down and take a look!" A shout suddenly came from outside the door.
Song Che hurried downstairs.
There were three shop assistants sitting in the hall. Their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and their heads were bleeding. Qin Ruo and the maid were bandaging them.
The three of them are field clerks responsible for purchasing raw cloth from outside. The round-faced one is the corps leader, whose name is Mr. Wang.
Song Che frowned: "What happened?"
When Mr. Wang saw Song Che coming downstairs, he ignored his injuries and limped forward to complain: "Sister-in-law, we followed your instructions and went to Wang's Silk Shop in Dongshi to purchase raw cloth. Unexpectedly, we met someone from Chen's Trading Company. They said they were also here to purchase raw cloth, but as you know, we are collecting the raw cloth from Wang's Silk Shop, and we paid the deposit a few days ago. The clerk from Chen's Trading Company was so unreasonable, relying on the strength of the crowd, They started looting and even beat people with sticks!"
"Uncle, you have to make the decision for us!"
"This is unreasonable, miss, uncle, I will gather the brothers from the dye house and settle the score with them!" Li Tian said angrily.
"Hey, they are hooligans, but we are not," Song Che raised his hand to stop him and said to Wang Xian and others: "Don't worry, uncle, I am a tooth-for-tat person. No matter how they hurt you, I will definitely ask them to pay back ten times. Now The most important thing is to recover from the injury, and the wages during this period, as well as the cost of soup and medicine can be reimbursed."
Several waiters helped Wang Xian and others out of the workshop.
Qin Ruo was indignant: "Chen's Trading Company has its own silk shop and has never bothered to purchase from outside. What they did today is obviously targeting us."
Song Che said: "If nothing happens, it will be difficult for us to buy original cloth in Suzhou Silk Factory from now on."
Qin Ruo said: "Currently, all the people in our workshop are newcomers. It is difficult to produce hundreds of pieces of cloth in a day, which is far lower than the number of pieces sold every day. If we cannot purchase from outside, the income of the workshop will be reduced by at least 70%. .”
"How about recruiting a group of weaver girls from outside the city?" Shen Wenjun suggested.
Qin Ruo said: "But Miss, our workshop can no longer accommodate any more weaver girls. If we want to recruit new people, we can only open another workshop, select a location, decorate, loom, and train them. These cannot be done in three or five days." Finish."
Song Che said: "The Chen family can monopolize raw cloth today and silk thread tomorrow. No matter how many people are recruited, it will be useless."
"Why don't we raise the price and the one with the highest price gets it?" Shen Wenjun suggested again.
"If you bid, you will really fall into their trap," Song Che said: "After group buying and a series of discount activities, the profit is already lower than the market price. If the price of fabrics is increased, you will definitely be unable to make ends meet, and you have to know , The Chen family is mainly engaged in business, shipping tens of thousands of horses per shipment, and they have channels to sell them at high prices. Retailers will never be as good as wholesalers."
"Then what should we do? Are we going to tolerate being bullied?" Shen Wenjun gritted his teeth.
Song Che smiled and said: "Madam, there is no need to be anxious. You have to think of a solution slowly." After that, he went upstairs.
"Song Che!"
"What are you doing?"
"Go home and live!"
"I think it's nice to live in the study."
"Go! Home! Stay!"
"Ah, you little girl, let me do it, let me do it..."
