Sui and Tang Dynasties: Beginning with Overlord Inheritance

Yang Zhao didn't listen to it, but continued to look, touching here for a while, looking there for a while.

The boss suddenly became angry.

"I said boy, if you get dirty, you won't be able to pay for it then, don't blame me for being rude!"

The boss didn't say anything to death, but just stared at Yang Zhao with unkind eyes.

These words made Yang Zhaolai interested. He turned around and walked to the counter, and took out five taels of silver from his pocket.

"Boss, I'm from another place and I'm also in business. Let's take a look at the goods here. If you don't mind, can you introduce me?"

Money can turn ghosts, the boss froze for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, a smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, little brother, I'm blind, don't take it to heart, if you need anything, just tell me!"

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Yang Zhao also smiled, and waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

After several brief exchanges and introductions, Yang Zhao had a preliminary understanding of the owner of this shop.

The owner is Liu Rui, a local. This silk shop has been open for more than 20 years.

This is intriguing.

Under the suppression of Qinghe Cui's family, silk and satin would basically not be able to open.

Because as long as Mrs. Cui came to ask for the goods, Liu Rui could only give them away for nothing.

The target can only be placed on some ordinary people and slightly wealthy families.

As for the rest of the wealthy families, they basically know Cui Shi, so he will definitely not make much money.

But from the introduction, the boss has nothing to do with him behind him, and he can still drive it for so many years.

It is worth thinking about.

Immediately afterwards, the boss began to introduce silk and satin to Yang Zhao.

"Boss Yang, even though my shop is small, the silks and satins inside are definitely the best in Tobu City!"

Liu Rui patted his chest, but Yang Zhao didn't feel anything.

No matter how good the silk and satin are, can they be compared to the imperial palace?
"We have everything in our shop, silk, silk, satin, gauze, silk, silk, brocade, silk, velvet, silk, silk, silk, onyx, crepe, which one do you want?"

Yang Zhao had already prepared his speech.

"I mainly do business with merchants and nobles. Of course, the more expensive the better."

Liu Rui gave an expression of 'I understand', and pulled Yang Zhao to walk in.

He lowered his head and said softly:
"That should be silk, but the price, I think it will be much more expensive."

Yang Zhao didn't understand, if it's expensive, it's expensive, why do you want to have such a shameful appearance.

"It doesn't matter if it's expensive or not, the main thing is that they are satisfied."

Yang Zhao showed a trace of helplessness, hesitant to speak.

Seeing this, Liu Rui asked tentatively:

"Boss Yang, did the gentry want you to look for fabrics for the robes?"

From the previous conversation, he knew that Yang Zhao was from the north, because he had heard that Jiangnan silk was famous for a long time, so he came to have a look.

Yang Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then immediately turned a blind eye:

"Hehehe, shopkeeper Liu really knows how to joke, but that's..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Rui held him down and told the waiter to look at the door, while he dragged Yang Zhao to the backyard.

Opening the door to the east room, Yang Zhao looked up, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"Shopkeeper Liu, you..."

Liu Rui sighed, as if he had found a bosom friend, and said:

"Boss Yang, we are all the same way."

"We have the Cui family here, who is a well-known aristocratic family. This is what the young master of the Cui family wants."

Yang Zhao stepped forward to examine it carefully.

The set of Dagon dragon robes in front of him is no different from his.

It could even be said to be the same.

"Are you sure this is what Cui wanted?"

Yang Zhao's breathing became short, and Liu Rui mistakenly thought that he wanted to confirm that there were indeed people who did this in this world.

Nod immediately.

"I can still lie to you."

Yang Zhao calmed down and smiled.

"In this way, I feel relieved, don't you know the price?"

Liu Rui also laughed. He knew that this business was considered a success.

"Don't worry, we are all suffering from the same disease. The raw material is 100 taels, and if it is a finished product, it will cost 500 taels."

Seeing that Yang Zhao was silent, Liu Rui frowned, and said again:
"Boss Yang, this is already the lowest price. If you don't believe me, you can go to a few more places. Not to mention whether anyone dares to do it, even if there is, it is definitely more expensive than mine."

Yang Zhao has mixed feelings in his heart at the moment.

The finished product of the majestic emperor's Dagon dragon robe only costs 500 taels, which is indeed not expensive for those aristocratic families.

It seems that I don't go out of the palace all the year round, I really think that I take care of this world very well.

However, he is still a little excited. This unexpected harvest has basically sentenced Cui to death.

"Okay, but how long will it take to finish the finished product?"

Yang Zhao didn't hesitate, and directly agreed.

Liu Rui was very excited, it really has been open for three years!
"This time may be longer, as short as January and as long as March."

Hearing this time, Yang Zhao took out 200 taels of silver notes from his pocket:

"Okay, here's the deposit. I'll come back when it's done."

Liu Rui happily accepted the bank note, and carefully put it away.

"By the way, Shopkeeper Liu, please keep this matter a secret for me."

Before Yang Zhao left, just in case, he still gave some instructions.

"Don't worry, I understand the rules, no matter who comes, I won't say anything."

Shopkeeper Liu patted his chest, and sent Yang Zhao out of the shop respectfully.

Yang Zhao first walked around the street and found another silk shop.

But the result is indeed as Liu Rui said, no one dares to make such clothes, nor does he have the technology.

Then I went to three or four houses in a row, all with the same result.

Yang Zhao had no choice but to order a few sets of clothes for them to wear, and then left.

After entering Tobu City County, he felt that he needed to change his identity.

Poor scholars are indeed not suitable for investigating cases.

Now that you have said that you are a merchant, you need to look like a merchant.

……

In the city, Cui Mansion.

Cui Jin was drinking tea in the hall, and there were also several young people sitting below.

Judging from the clothes, they are all young men.

But they didn't dare to vent their anger at this time.

Cui Jin frowned, feeling very irritable.

"What are you all doing for food! After such a long time, you just died, and you didn't even find the body?"

The young masters below did not dare to refute, and drank their tea sullenly.

"Wang Zhao, tell me, when will the emperor be ready?"

Cui Jin looked at the young man headed below and asked.

Wang Zhao put down his teacup and said;
"My uncle said that His Majesty's condition is getting worse. It seems that it won't get better within a month or two."

Hearing this, Cui Jin was relieved.

Then he said viciously:

"Hmph! Looking for someone? I don't even look at how many catties I have, God is helping me."

"If it weren't for the coincidence of water transportation, this matter would really be troublesome."

"However, people still need to be found. If you are alive, you need to see people, and when you die, you need to see corpses!"

The buddies below immediately echoed:

"Yes! Son!"