From farming to business

"consultant?"

Yu Feng, who was sitting on a chair with a teacup in his hand, nodded calmly facing the two puzzled faces, and said after taking a sip of tea, "It's such a title."

The two looked at each other, Jia Hong hesitantly arched his hands, bent slightly and said, "Master, excuse Jia's ignorance, what do you mean by the word consultant?"

It's not that he is boasting, but he has gained a lot of experience in the business for more than ten years, but he has never heard of such a position.

You'd be surprised if you'd heard of him.

Thinking this way, Yu Feng put down the teacup in his hand, raised his hand to signal the chair beside him, let them sit down and talk, it's tiring to always stand in front of him like this and have to look up his head.

Because of their thirst for knowledge, they didn't refuse much this time. After thanking them, they sat down on the chairs and waited for the young master to give an explanation.

"To put it simply..." Yu Feng pursed his lips and thought about his words, then turned his head to meet their eyes, "He is the person who advises on the operation of the shop."

Chang Le blinked blankly, scratched his head and glanced at Jia Hong, "Master, isn't that the shopkeeper's?"

"No, no, no..." Yu Feng shook his fingers lightly, and explained in more detail, "The shopkeeper has to manage complicated affairs, whether it's personnel or accounting, it's his scope of work. The consultant only needs to give you the method and give you an order. The execution still needs to be supervised by the shopkeeper.”

When he said this, he bowed his hands to Jia Hong, expressing that he didn't mean to overshadow him.

Jia Hong has been doing business for so many years, so his mind is naturally clever, so he quickly reflected on it, and cupped his hands and said to him: "If I understand well, what does the young master mean...a military advisor?"

"Smart." Yu Feng snapped his fingers, poured him a cup of tea and pushed it over, "Of course, I'm still young, and many of my ideas are a little immature. If there's something wrong, I hope the shopkeeper Jia will speak out. scruples."

Jia Hong hastily stretched out his hand to hold the cup, and waited for the other party to retract his hand, took a sip, then put down the cup and said: "If the young master has an idea, it's okay to say, Jia will definitely help with all his strength."

After getting along with the other party a few times in the village, Chang Le was not so restrained anymore. He directly reached out and took some snacks from the plate on the table, and said, "I don't understand business, but I can run errands."

Yu Feng laughed and scolded him for being a foodie, and gave him the whole plate, bluntly saying that he should not make trouble for himself, as for helping, he couldn't expect it.

Chang Le pouted and said that he was making fun of himself again, holding the plate and shrank aside, leaving them with a wounded back.

Both of them shook their heads and smiled and ignored him, discussing the specific matters to be implemented.

It's impossible to become a fat man with one bite, Yu Feng decided to start with the tailor shop first, he has been here a few times, he is basically familiar with it inside and out, and he has some ideas for changes.

It's just that the hanging clothes can't see the best effect of the upper body, and usually they won't be seen. This is why later generations put various models.

In addition, he has also seen the styles of clothes in the shop. They are fine and fine, but the style is too single. If you visit too many times, you will inevitably experience aesthetic fatigue. Moreover, every store is the same, and it makes no difference which one you buy. up.

"Has shopkeeper Jia thought about making some more convenient clothes?" Yu Feng reached out and touched the sleeves of the clothes hanging, and turned to look at the person standing beside him.

"Master, why don't you come and listen." Jia Hong wisely understood that he should have some thoughts in his mind when he asked this question, so he didn't inquire around the bush.

Talking to smart people saves effort.

Yu Feng turned around with a smile, stood facing him, and said: "Although Shuang'er and a girl generally have to marry and have children, there is always a difference between them. After all, they are more masculine, so they should not be treated equally. .”

Just like his Yongyue, he must not like such gaudy clothes. Since his appearance is no different from that of men, why should he wear feminine and gorgeous clothes like women? The sameness does not necessarily reflect the charm.

Even some girls are not all weak and unable to take care of themselves. There are also people like Mulan in the army. These clothes are too clichéd.

Yu Feng was afraid that he would not fully understand what he just said, so he took someone to the counter and took a pen and paper to draw a general pattern. Thanks to the actions in the army, he sometimes needed to draw simple maps or portraits by himself. He had learned some sketches , although the brush is a bit uncomfortable to use, it can also be understood.

Jia Hong took the paper he handed over and looked at it carefully. The cuffs of the clothes drawn on it were tightened, the waistline was almost close to the body, and it was tied with a belt that was two fingers wide. The collar is straight, and the hem of the lower body does not cover the instep, and it probably reaches the calf.

His drawings are rough, and they are only in general form. If they are handed over to a tailor to add some embroidery patterns, they will surely be more delicate and eye-catching.

After he told his thoughts, Yu Feng touched his nose and nodded, saying that it was roughly the case. In fact, he didn't think too much about it at all, and he was not a fashion designer. He just made some changes based on the clothes of later generations. The operation has to be done by the tailor.

"Why don't I order it today and ask the tailor to make a batch first and sell it?" Jia Hong looked at the blueprints carefully and asked him. Although he had never tried it before, he thought it might not be impossible.

Unexpectedly, Yu Feng shook his head, and said in his suspicious eyes: "Don't rush to sell, after the tailor makes it, let the shop assistants wear it first."

Jia Hong was even more puzzled, how could there be any reason to design custom-made clothes for himself? If they wore them, would those rich men and ladies be willing to buy them?

Facing his question, Yu Feng smiled and said: "If it looks good on these pairs of clothes, there will definitely be people who will be tempted. No one will refuse beautiful clothes."

Jia Hong nodded thoughtfully, and continued to ask: "But if we only make a few pieces for the guys to wear, what if the customer asks that we don't have any finished products? The young master wants to... tailor-made?"

"Yes and no..." Yu Feng gave an unclear answer, and before the other party frowned, he said, "Should it be called a limited release?"

"Limited?" Jia Hong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The rarer things are, the more precious they are, and the more you want to have them if you have money." Yu Feng feels that no matter how the times change, the state of mind of pursuing uniqueness will never change.

Aren’t most of the luxury brands in his era more popular because of those limited edition products? Sometimes what people pursue may not be something, but the sense of superiority that others have without me.

Jia Hong could almost understand what he wanted to express now, his eyes lit up, if this method really went smoothly, it would definitely bring considerable benefits.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to the young man in front of him, "I often heard that the young master has been a prodigy in business since he was a child, and now Jia has seen it."

"Where is the shopkeeper?" Yu Feng quickly stretched out his hand to support his elbow, forget about that kid Chang Le, this person is much older than him, it's a bit unbearable to always be like this, besides all these things It's not his idea, but borrowed from others. "At present, these are just empty talk, and we can talk about other things after they are implemented."

"Dare to think what others can't think, and you are one step ahead." Jia Hong straightened up following his strength, and raised the blueprint in his hand, "Young master dares to do something, you should admire him."

"Praise, praise." Yu Feng rubbed his nose in embarrassment, feeling a little guilty, secretly apologizing to the person who created such a way of doing business.

In addition to the clothes, he took a pen and drew the appearance of the mannequin on another piece of paper. The clothes hung there flat and nothing could be seen. Only a more three-dimensional display could attract people's attention.

Jia Hong resigned with a few blueprints and was busy making preparations, but Chang Le got out from some corner, with pastry crumbs on the corner of his mouth, and he probably ate a whole plate.

"Master, why did Shopkeeper Jia go?" He glanced at the back of the other party leaving in a hurry, and leaned towards him curiously. Shopkeeper Jia has always been as stable as Mount Tai, never being surprised, and it was the first time he had seen him in such a hurry.

"What are you so curious about?" Yu Feng put his hand around his chest, and glanced at the corner of his mouth knowingly.

Chang Le followed his gaze to touch it, quickly wiped it a few times, and said innocently: "The young master asked me to be responsible for finishing the plate of dim sum. How dare I refuse to obey, how can you blame me."

"Sophistry." Yu Feng nodded at him with his finger, thinking in his heart that he might be too tolerant, this man did not show the respectful appearance at all, "Let him do some things, you will know in a few days."

Chang Le curled her lips when she didn't get the answer, and raised her hand to pat her chest as if injured, "It's a shame that I was worried about the young master's marriage, but you treat me like this."

Seeing his appearance, Yu Feng thought it was funny, stretched out his hand and tapped his forehead, and scolded with a smile: "What kind of mind are you kidding, could it be that you are trying to taste the cakes used in the wedding banquet for me?"

Chang Le tilted his head following his movements, looked at him accusingly with his mouth flattened, slowly took out a red post from his arms, and leaned in front of him and said, "Young Master, you are really serious. I just went to eat snacks, but I went to ask someone to write a Geng post for you, and when I got back, I took the horoscope from Brother Su so that I could close it."

Yu Feng, who had just received the red sticker from his hand, paused when he heard the words, and then opened the sticker, which indeed contained the Chinese zodiac and eight characters neatly and neatly.

April thirteen?He raised his eyebrows slightly. His own birthday is also April [-]th, but he is seven years older than Yu Fengyan. He didn't expect that apart from his appearance, his birthday is also related to fate. Some kind of doom.

"Young master?" Chang Le saw him staring at Geng Tie in a daze, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, and said when he looked up: "Don't forget to ask someone for horoscope when you turn around."

Yu Feng, who was specially reminded by him, smiled, and thought that this kid was really worried, and he licked his head twice like petting a dog, "I don't remember many things now, and I really need to trouble Chang Le to give me some pointers." .”

"Don't." Chang Le hurriedly cupped his hands to him, "I'm afraid it will hurt me to say such a thing, and I will definitely think about the young master's marriage for you."

Although he is not very optimistic about this marriage, but the young master likes it, he can't let people just pass by as a servant, no matter what, he must be worthy of the other party's identity.

Yu Feng glanced at the Geng Tie in his hand again, and put it carefully into his sleeve. In a blink of an eye, he was also the one who was going to be engaged. At this moment, he began to feel a little unreal.

Could this current experience be a sweet dream that he was seriously injured and comatose, and when he wakes up one day, everything will come to naught, and he will still be the cumin-clad Yu Feng?

Seeing that the other party was talking well, Chang Le became dazed again, and couldn't help taking half a step closer, tentatively calling him again, "Master, what are you thinking?"

Yu Feng suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head at him with a smile, put those sudden thoughts behind him, and said, "Are there other rules besides the horoscope?"

"Of course there are." Marriage is a major event in life. Of course, it must not be sloppy. It is rare to encounter something that the young master doesn't understand. Your marriage must be a big deal to make a sensation in the whole city, but now it must be much simpler."

He glanced at himself from the corner of his eye from time to time while he was talking, the meaning in it was very obvious, Yu Feng looked at him unmoved, and said: "Marriage is a matter between two people, why should everyone know about it? It’s good to know what’s on your mind.”

His reluctance made Chang Le lose his face again, he let out a long sigh and temporarily gave up lobbying, and said: "Young master, when you go to ask for Geng Tie, don't forget the word ceremony."

"Hezi ceremony?" Yu Feng raised his eyebrows in doubt, he still didn't understand the steps of marriage in that era, and the eyes of the one here are even darker.