The reason why Song Che didn't dare to go home was partly because of Shen Wenjun, and partly because of his parents.
Neither the mother-in-law nor the father-in-law can save money. If they knew that she was going to a brothel, they might really sink her.
But this dinner was very harmonious. Not only that, the mother-in-law changed her usual attitude and took the initiative to add vegetables to his bowl, which were not aphrodisiacs.
"Come on, eat more. You've been too tired recently. Look, you've lost weight."
It wasn't until she was about to leave the table that the mother-in-law hesitated and asked:
"Song Che, I heard that the market has recently launched a 'themed private room'. If you have extra, you can bring me a set of 'Ice Silk Blowing Snow' tomorrow - I don't want it, it's a friend who wants to try it. Hahaha..."
The biggest lie in the world is "I have a friend."
Even though the mother-in-law was already in her forties, she was still old-hearted. Song Che would take half of the supplements, and the father-in-law would take half as well. He thought about giving Shen Wenjun a younger brother every day.
"Thanks to my mother-in-law's love, I will bring you a set tomorrow!"
It seems that Shen Wenjun did not tell his parents about his visit to the brothel.
After dinner.
Shen Wenjun took Song Che for a walk in the garden. This was the first time he had entered the Shen family.
Song Che held an oil-paper umbrella, and Shen Wenjun held a carved lantern. The two walked side by side in the breeze and drizzle. The lights lengthened their silhouettes, and they looked like a pair of beautiful people as they cuddled together.
Walking through the promenade, across the pond, there are three or four gardens, and six or seven pavilions, very slowly, very slowly, very quietly, you don't speak, and I don't speak either.
One thing to say, the Shen Mansion is really big.
"Song Che, what should we do?" Shen Wenjun couldn't help but speak first.
Song Che said softly: "Cold scrambled eggs."
Shen Wenjun pouted and clenched his fists, ready to fight.
"Hey, suddenly I had a flash of inspiration, and I seem to have a solution." Song Che said with a smile.
Shen Wenjun pulled him into the small pavilion and sat down, and asked seriously: "Speak quickly!"
"The Chen family wants to buy out our supply. Can't we just look for supply again?"
“Everything has been bought out, where can we find the source of goods?”
"Madam, do you know the meaning of 'men farm and women weave'?"
"Of course I know. It says that men farm outside and women weave at home - oh! You mean?!" Shen Wenjun suddenly realized.
Song Che nodded and said confidently: "Yes, in contemporary society, in order to supplement family income and have new clothes to wear during the New Year, every household should have a loom. Think about it, one household provides us with one piece of cloth, and ten thousand households provide ten thousand pieces of cloth. Bu, even if the Chen family is extremely capable, they can't monopolize it from door to door, right?"
Shen Wenjun was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but suddenly worried: "Ordinary farmers' looms are very cheap, and the looms they weave are only coarse cloth. They are asked to start silk and satin, for fear that the quality will not be up to standard, not to mention that silk raw materials are expensive. Even if Even if you can weave it, you may not be able to afford it.”
Song Che waved his hand and smiled lightly: "Madam, there is no need to worry, I have already prepared a way to deal with it——
Can’t our family peel cocoons and reel silk by ourselves? We simply stopped making money and sold it to peasant women at cost price. At the same time, we set a condition that the cloth woven with our silk thread must be sold to our family. With this tied up, we don’t have to worry about the supply of goods being poached again;
If you think about it again, silk thread that originally cost 150 fen can be purchased for 100 fen. She weaves a piece of cloth a day and sells it to a cloth shop for 200 fen. Then her daily salary is One hundred articles;
For a peasant woman, one hundred cents a day is equivalent to half a catty of pork and more than half a bushel of rice. Her husband cannot earn so much even if he smokes his hoe in the field;
As for the quality issue, tomorrow I will find a way to make a 'tender document' with the length, width, quality, fabric, and the monogram clearly marked. In the hometown of Jiangnan, there are many smart women, and there are always some people who can meet our quality standards. . "
"Song Che." Shen Wenjun nodded and called Jiujiu in his hand.
"Um?"
"Thank you." Shen Wenjun leaned his head and gently kissed Song Che's cheek, his face was as red as a peach blossom.
Song Che rubbed his face and laughed.
"Don't get carried away, this is just a reward for your good performance in recent times."
"So, if I perform better in the future, will there be bigger rewards?"
"That depends on whether Mr. Song has the ability," Shen Wenjun stood up with a smile, "Let's go, it's late at night, go back to your room and rest."
Song Che held up an umbrella to follow, and suddenly asked: "Oh, by the way, madam, do you know who Hong Biao is?"
Shen Wenjun frowned slightly: "Notorious and well-known to every household, Hong Biao opened gambling houses, occupied docks, opened underground banks, and made loan sharks. It is not an exaggeration to call him the biggest cancer in Suzhou."
"Don't the government care about people like this?" Song Che asked.
"The government? It is in name only. There are probably not as many officers in the yamen as there are Hong Biao's thugs. In addition, the country is at war and the court is short of money. How can it have the energy to control these evil forces? These black businessmen are given enough taxes and money. , the government relies on them to support itself, doesn’t removing them mean destroying one’s own job?”
At this point, Shen Wenjun sighed softly: "So today, Mr. Wang and the others were beaten, but I did not go to report it to the official. The Shen family and the Chen family are both 'distinguished guests' of the government. The most they can do is help smooth things over and delay it again and again." , let it go."
"According to what you say, we can also stay in the dark under the lamp?"
"How can that be done? You can be treacherous in business, but you must never lose your conscience," Shen Wenjun said, turning his head to look at Song Che: "Why are you asking these questions all of a sudden? Have you offended Hong Biao?"
Song Che thought to himself that it would be better not to tell her about those gangsters' deeds, so as not to make her worried, so he casually said: "I just learned about such a person when I was doing market research recently, so I asked casually."
Shen Wenjun didn't doubt it too much and just warned: "Then you must not provoke him. A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake."
Song Che had no enmity with Hong Biao, but he bought it and hurt others. This person was most likely wearing the same pair of crotchless pants as Chen Rencai, and neither of them was a good guy.
This debt must be paid sooner or later!
