After dressing as a villain's ex-wife, she went crazy for whitewashing

In the study room, Lu Xiyue gave Zhao Pinqian the ready-to-wear patterns drawn these days.

She had no experience in designing clothes before, but luckily her drawing skills were good, and the clothes were styled with modern elements incorporated into them, which looked neat but beautiful.

The Sheng family has experience in making garment shops, and Sheng Qin has also left the Sheng family now, and her plan is to let him run the tailor shop.

After all, it's easier to get started with experience.

After carefully appreciating the clothes style on the drawing paper, Zhao Pinqian's eyes flashed with astonishment.

According to his years of experience in business, if these clothes are made, they will soon become popular in Yannan.

It's not a loss for him as a righteous sister to recognize her. What the hell is the little head made of? It actually holds so many things.

Surprise is surprise, Zhao Pinqian did not forget the business.

"I originally wanted him to manage Hualu's shop." Otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged people so close to Sijichun.

Lu Xiyue also understood his thoughts.

"The flower dew shop is not in a hurry. The flowers haven't bloomed yet, but it is a ready-made clothing shop. I asked the shopkeeper. The business seems to be not as good as before in the past two days."

Zhao Pinqian sat down, took a sip of tea, and said honestly: "I don't know about this, I've been busy with other things recently, so I haven't had time to look at it yet."

Lu Xiyue knew what the "other things" he said meant, so she didn't continue to ask, and told the two of them the information from the shopkeeper.

"The shopkeeper said that the business of the ready-made clothing store was good because most of the fabrics sold a lot. The patterns on the fabrics are novel and attractive, but after a long time, the patterns are no longer fresh."

The so-called not fresh is not because of the tiredness of wearing it, but because it was learned by the cloth shop next to it.

As for the patterns and patterns, the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty did not clearly stipulate that they cannot be copied from other families.

It is impossible to prevent these people from learning what they are doing. The only way is to keep coming up with new tricks.

But Lu Xiyue's brain power is limited after all, and she can't come up with a trick in a day.

Zhao Pinqian narrowed his eyes, "This is indeed a problem."

"So I think again, we need to recruit a group of weavers with strong weaving skills. We can't change the pattern, but we can work on the texture of the fabric."

There is only one solution now.

Yannan is rich in silk, and the weavers here are naturally good recruits. The difficulty lies in finding people with excellent weaving skills.

"That's easy to say." Zhao Pinqian took over the job of recruiting people, "I'll send someone out to find out later, and Sheng Qin, he should know a lot."

After finishing the clothing shop, Lu Xiyue turned her attention to the fruit drink shop.

At present, there are four or five dim sum shops with branches, and the monthly income is very considerable, but there is only one fruit drink shop in Qiong County.

Yannan is a place where it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Although fruit drink shops cannot be regarded as a must-have drink, it is very pleasant to have a drink when you have nothing to do.

According to her observation, the tea that Yannan people like to drink can be divided into hot tea and herbal tea.

Isn't this fruit drink the same as fruit tea?

Having made up her mind, Lu Xiyue didn't let herself be idle, and immediately devoted herself to the work of preparing the fruit drink shop.

Ever since, Xiao Yunheng discovered that the ready-to-wear shop and the flower dew shop have been open for a long time, and his wife is still busy every day without touching the floor.

Boss Qin had only rested for half a day when he was invited by Zhao Tianmao, and then a huge pie fell on his head.

The Tianxia Commercial Bank was actually willing to accept his batch of medicinal materials at a price that was twice as high as before.

Boss Qin was overjoyed, and he was about to sign an agreement with Zhao Tianmao immediately.

Zhao Tianmao was not in a hurry to sign an agreement with him, but wanted to see his batch of medicinal materials.

Of course, Boss Qin didn't say he was unwilling, but it was getting late and the medicinal materials were sealed in boxes, so they couldn't see clearly at night, so they could only wait for the next day.

Zhao Tianmao had a plan in his mind, and didn't think Boss Qin would regret it halfway, so he made an appointment to see the medicinal materials in the afternoon of the next day.

In fact, he wasn't interested in what Boss Qin's batch of herbs were like. What he wanted were the two herbs that Lu Xiyue was in a hurry to ask for.

Sending off Boss Qin, Zhao Tianjue stared at the newly sprouting treetops all over the courtyard, with a determined smile on his lips.

He wanted to see, with these two herbs in hand, whether these two people would abandon Zhao Pinqian and join him.

As everyone knows, even though he has done all the tricks, there is still one thing he missed.

Maybe it was because of being overly happy, and extreme joy gave rise to sadness. That night, Boss Qin suffered from a headache.

A bone-piercing pain exploded in his mind, as if countless needles pierced his flesh little by little, and finally broke through the encirclement and landed on his bones.

The night breeze was blowing, and it was obviously a cool day, and Boss Qin was sweating from the pain.

The bedding on the bed was drenched with sweat.

In a daze, he suddenly thought of a sentence he heard during the day.

Ginger slices, yes, ginger slices!

At this moment, the pain was so severe that even though he didn't quite believe it, Boss Qin was still going to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Soon, the accompanying servants found ginger in the kitchen, cut it into slices and sent it over.

He tremblingly stretched out his hand to cover the ginger slices on his breath, and after an unknown amount of time, the pain that made him feel like dying actually showed signs of weakening.

Even if it wasn't much, he felt it deeply.

Early the next morning, when Lu Xiyue and Xiao Yunheng were having dinner, the servants rushed to report that a boss who claimed to be surnamed Qin had come to look for him.

The moment she saw Boss Qin, Lu Xiyue was a little surprised.

The man who was still in good spirits yesterday, now his eyes are black and blue, his lips are white, and there are bloodshot eyes.

This is a headache!

Sensing the girl's gaze, Boss Qin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and said with some embarrassment, "It's a bit presumptuous to disturb you two early in the morning."

Xiao Yunheng glanced at the pale Boss Qin with dissatisfied eyes, without a trace of sympathy.

He knew that he would come over even if he was disturbed, if it wasn't for Yue'er who wanted to see him, he wouldn't bother to come over.

Interrupt them from eating together.

"Don't bother me, I just don't know why Boss Qin is here?"

It's good to guess, Lu Xiyue didn't intend to say it.

In the past, she was the one who came to ask for cooperation, but now it is Boss Qin who came back to ask for cooperation. This is different.

As a profiteer, there is no shortage of profits that should be squeezed out.

One of the husband and wife smiled, and the other had a cold face, which made Boss Qin feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He didn't offend the young man, did he?

"To tell you the truth, last night I had a headache attack, and it was very uncomfortable, so I remembered the method the girl said, tried it, and it really got better."

He rubbed his hands together, showing a flattering smile, "So can you trouble the girl to cure my wind problem."