rich little concubine

Because the two shops had been newly renovated, and they were celebrating their opening today, passers-by on the street were attracted one after another. Furthermore, there was a notice saying that if you buy two horses, you can get one free. After a while, the shop was full of people, and it was very lively. .

The fabric is re-purchased, and it is a new material nowadays. After buying two pieces, you can choose any one in the store instead of giving away the old material before, so it is more cost-effective.

What attracts the most attention are those women's clothes, which are supported by exquisite wooden brackets and hung in the shop. No matter the style is elegant and dignified, or exquisite and chic, it is not available in ordinary clothing stores, so they scramble to ask the price.

The two clerks and Luan'er were busy collecting cash and entertaining the guests.

And Lin Xiaomao, ever since the store opened, has been bending over and standing in front of those costumes, apologizing to the ladies and ladies of each family, and constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The owner ordered, not to sell!what can he do !

"Miss, look, that shop is so lively." In the carriage, a maid rolled up the curtain and said to her lady.

The person sitting in the carriage was the eldest lady of the Ji Mansion, Ji Ziqing, she had a good relationship with Princess Jiarou, and was often called into the palace to accompany the princess, and now she was really on her way to the palace.

"Miss, should we go in and have a look?"

Ji Ziqing glanced out, who owned this shop, she knew it in her heart after a moment of thinking, because it had been refurbished, she didn't recognize it all at once.

After Ji Ziyang married into the palace, she had been waiting to see Ji Ziyang's jokes, but unfortunately there was no news from the palace. Seeing that the business of this shop was booming today, she was filled with anger.

Back then, when Ji Ziyang asked for a dowry at the family banquet, and compared it with her future marriages, she was even more daring to have someone kill her mother's cook, how could she hold back her breath.

"It's so lively, so go and have a look for me. If the material is good, you might as well buy some." Ji Ziqing sneered.

"Yes, miss." Zilan got the order and entered the shop, and the carriage drove towards the palace behind her.

At sunset, Luan'er came back. She had been busy all day and was very tired, but she was happy for the young master in her heart, and explained in detail the opening of the business today.

"Young master, you don't know that those people are almost breaking the threshold today, shopkeeper Lin even asked me to ask the young master when the hanging clothes will be sold. There are more people asking the price than buying fabrics." , Some wives and ladies belong to the official family, and they are easy to offend people if they hang up and don’t sell them, and some people send people to pay a lot of money to buy them privately afterward, but Shopkeeper Lin refused them all."

"Well, not bad." Ji Ziyang was very satisfied with this result, and he was also satisfied with Lin Xiaomao. He pointed to Mu Mu and asked him to go out of the house and visit the shop: "Tell shopkeeper Lin, and make another notice tomorrow. The clothes can be tailor-made, if you want to buy, just send your own paintings, say that we have an ingenious painter who specializes in painting clothes, each style is not repeated, and you are satisfied. As for the price....it depends The materials used for the finished garments will be counted again."

Luan'er and Ah Liu were surprised to hear that there are still people doing business like this?Also fresh.

"Master, does anyone really buy this?" Luan'er was curious.

"There is no woman in the world who does not love beauty, just wait and see." From ancient times to the present, there is a lack of such a piece of clothing in a woman's wardrobe.

"According to what the princess said, everyone's clothes are priced at different prices. Isn't that going to cause disputes?" Ah Liu has always been cautious in his work. He thinks more carefully than others, and he kindly reminds Ji Ziyang.

Ji Ziyang laughed: "The price is the same, so how can there be comparisons?"

In ancient times, status was divided into high and low, and people were divided into grades, grades, grades, grades, grades, and grades. Naturally, this clothing has a huge difference due to various reasons. If the prices are all the same, how can it attract those who are willing to pay a high price? Some people care It is not the quality of the clothes, but the price. The clothes are exquisite and expensive, which makes them appear noble.

There is also the question of causing disputes. If you have the strength to spend a lot of money to buy clothes, the status is naturally not a problem, but those who spend a small amount of money to order custom, the status is naturally lacking. The ancient system is so clear, how can they have differences? Righteousness, how dare you hit a stone with an egg.

So this statement does not exist.

Hearing what the concubine said so calmly, Ah Liu thought about it further, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he understood the reason behind it.

He admired this princess more and more. She was bold, careful, and thoughtful. No wonder their lord did some unbelievable things for him time and time again.

Ji Ziyang looked at Ah Liu with a smile, as if he still had something to order.

Ah Liu is indeed one of Mo Feng's shadow guards. Because he is the youngest, he is ranked sixth. He was originally only supervising what the princess did, but now he is willing to run errands for the princess: "Princess, what else?" orders?"

"Go to Pinxuan Teahouse to find Zhang Zhiyuan, and ask him to do one more thing for me."

"Yes."

Mu Mu and Ah Liu went out of the house respectively.

That night, Ji Ziyang didn't fall asleep early, but quietly half-lyed on the bedside and read some scriptures.

"Master, it's getting late, it's time to rest, I've been busy these days, don't burn yourself out." Luan'er reminded.

Ji Ziyang remained silent, and couldn't help but look towards the door again. This night, he would look at the door from time to time.

Even if Luan'er didn't understand anymore, she understood something: "Master, it's better to rest, I'm afraid the prince won't come..."

The person I was thinking about suddenly became clear in my mind. It turned out that I was... thinking of him?

As soon as this thought came out, he felt a little bit lost again, and had to admit that the man's overbearing and gentleness had settled in his heart little by little.

Whether it was that kind of emotion or not, he couldn't let it go, and he didn't come to see him for several days after meeting in the study room last time, let alone call him to the main courtyard.

The hot and cold attitude, especially those who are hanging on, feel very anxious.

Ji Ziyang said angrily: "Who said I was waiting for him, I just saw the moonlight outside, I couldn't help but look a few more times, move me a chair, I'm going to enjoy the cool in the yard."

The footsteps outside the house stopped, turned around, and disappeared under the night.

The next morning

As soon as Ji Ziyang got up, the boy sent by Lin Xiaomao had already brought many portraits.

On the edge of each portrait, there are also small characters indicating which family's wife or lady it is.

Luan'er was amazed and anxious at the same time: "There are so many portraits, how can you be so busy, young master?"

"Whether I can come here in a hurry depends on whether Zhang Zhiyuan can help me find all the people."

What he asked Ah Liu to do yesterday was to inform Zhang Zhiyuan to find ten painters with excellent skills and arrange them in his small village.

Why do he have to do things like tailor-made styles for others, he just needs to find an artist, assign the portrait to the artist, and he will guide him on how to draw the style.

This is also what the natural ink seal thought of after writing for him.

After lunch, I asked Luan'er to help in the shop. It is very difficult to make clothes suitable for portraits alone. It is most suitable for Luan'er to measure the size of those wives and young ladies with a daughter.

He was about to go out with Ah Liu and Mu Mu himself, when he ran into the housekeeper who came to the yard.

Butler Li wanted to report some daily affairs in the mansion to the princess, but Ji Ziyang interrupted him as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old Li, you came just in time, tell the prince for me that I will stay outside the mansion for a few days." After finishing speaking, he hurried out of the mansion before he could answer.

Butler Li was dumbfounded, it was fine to run out every two days, and he had to live outside the mansion, how could he explain to the prince.

Ji Ziyang went to Xiaobiezhuang.

Not long after he entered the Biezhuang, Zhang Zhiyuan led people in, and the work efficiency was really fast.

The ten painters are all men, all of them are handsome and handsome, and they are tall and straight. When they go there, in terms of appearance, they are all the best.

Ah Liu led the people to the wing room that had been arranged earlier in the morning, where the two shared one room, and Xiaomu assigned portraits to them.

After finishing his work, Xiaomu went to make tea for the young master and sent it to the front hall.

"Brother Zhang is really reassuring." Ji Ziyang took a sip of tea and was in a good mood.

"To work for Brother Ziyang, you have to do your best, and the artist chooses all the ones with the best looks and outstanding painting skills, so I'm afraid you won't like it if you look crooked..." Zhang Zhiyuan smiled modestly Eloquent.

The corners of Ji Ziyang's mouth twitched, no wonder, why all of them are beautiful men, those who didn't know thought he recruited male favourites.

Closer to home, Ji Ziyang asked Xiao Mumu to take out the bank note he had prepared before and handed it to Zhang Zhiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyuan looked at the stack of notes, which was far more than the six or four points agreed at the beginning, he was both moved and terrified: "This... how to make it."

Ji Ziyang looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and said solemnly: "If a person treats me sincerely, I will treat him well."

But if you betray him, he will definitely not show mercy.

This is the second half of the sentence Zhang Zhiyuan read from the eyes of the young man opposite.

The person in front of him married into the mansion of the man-eating palace and could still feel at ease, going in and out at will, and he was bold and careful to make money for himself, and even more so to start a business with a delicate mind.

I'm afraid this is just a head start that has just been revealed. Such a person will definitely not be easy in the future.

He, Zhang Zhiyuan, has only been doing some news business at the bottom all his life, he can't get ahead, it's even harder to make a lot of money, and he almost lost his sister.

Now that there is such a person behind him, and he can work for him, he has no scruples, besides, Ji Ziyang's handwriting has already shown his character.

Zhang Zhiyuan immediately stood up and took the bank note, and said: "Brother Ziyang, don't worry, there will be no two in one heart."

Ji Ziyang nodded in satisfaction, Zhang Zhiyuan didn't stay long, and left after a while.

Then I went to those wing rooms, and I was still waiting for Ji Ziyang's advice on how to write.

In the afternoon, Xiao Mumu followed the young master back and forth in those rooms with tea, and the young master gave him a sip of tea when he was thirsty, which made him exhausted.

"Young master, take a rest." Xiao Mumu put the empty teacup on the table, and was about to pour another cup for the young master, but was pressed by a slender hand, and said humanely: "Let me do it."

This person is a painter in the wing room. His name is Lin Lang.

He poured a cup of tea, walked slowly to Ji Ziyang's side, smiled lightly, and said, "My lord, please have some tea."

Ji Ziyang was instructing another painter, and without turning his head, he took the tea, but touched his hands, which were obviously not made of wood, and he turned around for a moment to see Lin Lang clearly.

"My lord, I've finished painting over there, you have to read it again, lord."

"Okay." Ji Ziyang took the tea, took a sip, turned his head and went to another desk, Lin Lang leaned over, he was taller than Ji Ziyang, next to the person overlooking Ji Ziyang's profile .

As soon as Ji Ziyang raised his head, he bumped into a pair of eyes looking straight at him.