Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Yang Muzi frowned after seeing the address and name on the business card.

"Don't worry, I will definitely deliver the cheongsam to the location you specify when the time comes."

"Do I need to pay a deposit? Or do I have to pay all the money at once?"

“We need to pay in full!”

This is also a rule that has been established in their store for a long time. Many old customers have discounts.

That is to say, old customers do not have to pay first after they have customized their clothes.

You just need to pay a deposit first.

If it is a new customer, it is different. They must pay the full amount before they can accept the order.

"it is good!"

Yang Muzi nodded at him, then asked the waiter to take her away to pay.

"This woman doesn't look simple!" There was a flash of uneasiness in the designer's eyes.

"We just make and sell clothes. We don't care about the identity of our customers."

He said this simply to remind the designer that there was no need to spread the matter.

The designer quickly understood and nodded. "Don't worry, boss. I understand this matter."

After the designer left, Yang Muzi picked up the business card again and took a look at it.

The silk shop had a great harvest on the first day of opening.

"If other people heard the amount of money we made today, they would definitely be shocked."

Chen Xueru and Yang Muzi were sitting in the office.

"By the way, the girl who ordered the cheongsam left right after she ordered it, and she didn't even find a car to take him there."

The way they do business here is actually not as rigid as others.

If it is a large order, they will send a special car to take it away when you leave.

"That's not necessary. I don't think he would want anyone to know where she lives!"

When Chen Xueruo heard Yang Muzi say this, she was stunned.

"Who is she?"

I can customize 10 cheongsams by myself, and all of these cheongsams are priced very high.

You should know that the price of these 10 cheongsams is enough to equal several years' salary of today's middle and senior level people.

The woman didn't even blink, she paid directly without even bargaining.

"I don't know who she is, but it's best not to tell anyone about this. Just keep it to the people in our store."

Chen Xueru nodded in understanding.

"I was wondering why Yang Muzi suddenly quit his job. It turns out he wanted to make a lot of money on his own!"

"You heard that their silk shop opened for business today. It was a big event, and the prices they sold on that day were shocking."

"When I heard how much money they sold the trees for, I was so shocked that I couldn't close my mouth."

All the people in the courtyard hated the poor and resented the rich. When they heard that Yang Muzi and his silk shop sold silk at such a high price on the first day, they all thought that they needed to open a shop outside.

"It's really amazing. It makes me want to open a shop, even a noodle shop!"

Although Uncle Yi is already old, it doesn't hinder his desire to make a lot of money.

He shook his head as he spoke. "I wish I had Yang Muzi's brain."

I think everyone in this yard should have the same idea now.

And the person who regrets the most in the courtyard now should be Qin Huairu.

If she had not given up on Yang Muzi, she would not have ended up like this.

"Shazhu, aren't your family close to Yang Muzi? Now that their family has become rich, they must help you!"

He Daqing has been bedridden in recent years due to illness and has not gone out to earn money.

"Look at what your dad has become now. Yang Muzi is like a brother to your dad. I think if you ask him to send your dad to a large hospital for treatment, Yang Muzi will definitely agree."

Uncle Er narrowed his eyes, and his small eyes disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Why don't you go talk to Yang Muzi? I heard they made over 1 yuan today! His money is falling like leaves!"

"I've never seen so much money before! He can earn so much in one day!"

When he said this, his mind was full of money flashing. Unfortunately, none of the money was his.

Sha Zhu wanted to say something, but at this time He Daqing in the room called him.

The people in the yard were discussing so loudly that He Da had heard it early in the morning.

"You also listened to what those people said! Your uncle Yang and his family are indeed doing well now, but he just resigned and opened a silk and satin shop, so he must not have much money at home."

"Don't listen to the nonsense of those people in the yard. They are really looking for trouble."

He Yuzhu glanced at his father lying on the bed and finally nodded.

"But, Dad, you are sick!"

"If you think I'm a burden to you, then we can just separate. Anyway, you brothers are all married and have children, and Tianci has already moved out."

"As long as you agree to split the share, we can split it right away. Your aunt and I will just need to live in this side hall."

He Yuzhu sighed heavily.

"Dad, what are you talking about? You've become like this now, how can I split up the family? Tianci and the others are not in this courtyard now. If we split up the family, who will take care of you?"

He had just finished speaking when Yang Muzi's voice was heard outside.

"Why are you talking about dividing the family for no reason?"

Seeing Yang Muzi coming in from outside, He Yuzhu hurried out to pour tea.

"Why are you suddenly telling the children that you want to divide the family business?" He Daqing sighed.

"As you can see, I am sick in bed now, and I have to take care of my children and my family, and I can't earn money now."

"I will only drag them down if I continue like this." Yang Muzi immediately understood what He Daqing meant.

"I've already told you that your disease can be cured. Although you discovered it late, I have a way to treat it. I just need to wait until a few herbs are mature."

A farm was recently opened in his system, and all the plants grown in the farm were precious medicinal herbs.

"I'm currently researching a pill. I'll give it to you once it's ready."

When He Daqing heard Yang Muzi say this, he was shocked for a moment.

"Uncle Yang, do you really have a way to cure my dad's illness? But we went to the hospital for a checkup before, and they couldn't find any problems at all."

"And Ping An had checked with my dad before, and he said the condition was a bit complicated."

He Yuzhu brought a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Muzi. After Yang Muzi took the tea, he told him to go outside.

"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to cure your illness. But regarding your separation, I recently opened our silk shop and want to move. If you really want to separate, you can live in my house at that time."

After hearing what Yang Muzi said, He Daqing directly grabbed her hand.

"How can this be possible! You have four children in your family, so you need a lot of space to accommodate them. Even if you move out, this house will still be your home."

Yang Muzi smiled softly and put He Daqing's hand aside.

"Since I came to the Siheyuan, your family has been the best to me, so don't worry, I will definitely cure you."

He had this idea since he found out that He Daqing was sick.

Plus, he has the ability to do it, so he will never give up. He Daqing smiled a little bit forcedly. After all, this matter is too difficult.

"I heard your silk shop is doing well! When you resigned before, no one understood it!"

It has been so long since this happened. Now these people are probably beginning to envy Yang Muzi again.

"It's only the first day of opening, but it's really good. On the first day, we received 1 sets of cheongsam customization, plus some other clothes sales."

Because he knew that there would be a big change coming. And none of these people knew.

"That's good, as long as your family is well." Yang Muzi knew that He Daqing was sincere when he said this.

He was now certain in his heart that he would be able to cure He Daqing.

"You have a good rest, I'm going back."

Yang Muzi had just come out of He Daqing's house when he ran into the third uncle.

"I heard that your shop made a lot of money on the first day of opening. I was wondering why you suddenly quit your job at the steel mill. You know, it's a stable job."

"I didn't expect you had other plans! I heard from them that you sold over 1 on the first day of opening."

This more than 1 yuan is a huge sum of money for them.

They worked hard for decades but still couldn't save that much money.

Yang Muzi made so much money in just one day, which inevitably made the people in the courtyard jealous.

"Maybe someone didn't make it clear! In fact, there wasn't that much money at all, just over 1000."

This 10 times price is completely different when spoken out. The third uncle snorted coldly.

"Don't worry, no matter whether you earn 1 or , no one will borrow from you."

He said this with a look of disgust. Yang Muzi knew that the old man would answer like this.

"Anyone can imagine that it's just selling a few pieces of clothing, how could it be possible to make so much money!"

When the third uncle heard what he said, he felt that it made some sense...

"I don't know who is gossiping about you, but it's a good thing when people say you make a lot of money."

Yang Muzi just smiled when he heard this. He said that making a lot of money is a good thing, but it may not be a good thing.

After returning to the room, he quickly told Chen Xueru about this matter.

"Call all those salesmen together tomorrow. We need to hold a meeting."