jdhmnovel Chapter 741 Cotton Cloth Price
Chapter 741 Cotton Cloth Price
As the sun gradually rose higher, more and more people came and went.
Those who don't mind the crowds will wait and see before entering the cloth shop - what's the point of squeezing? It's a real skill to be able to buy cotton cloth!
Moreover, Tong'an Cloth Shop was half a government business, so no matter how crowded it was, no one dared to cause trouble inside. They could choose cloth and clothes inside with peace of mind.
At the intersection of Xiyuan Street, three more carriages appeared.
The leading carriage did not enter Xiyuan Street, but stopped at the intersection. After the carriage stopped steadily, a beautiful woman got off the carriage with the help of her maid.
She smiled as she looked at the crowded street and said softly, "The cloth shop is open today. There are many people and cars on Xiyuan Street. Let's not go in and add to the traffic. Just walk in."
"Madam, you really care about Lord Shen!" The maid opened the parasol in her hand and raised it above the beautiful woman's head. "I also have to think about Madam. The sun is strong today. Madam can't be exposed to the sun."
"You are so sweet-talker." The beautiful woman said with a smile.
The driver of the second carriage hesitated for a moment, then turned aside and asked in a low voice, "Sister Yuan, the prefect's wife has gotten off the carriage. We are still some distance away from the cloth shop. Shall we drive directly to Xiyuan Street?"
The car curtain was opened with a swish. The pointed-faced maid looked forward and immediately scolded, "You blockhead, find a place to park!"
"Oh..." The driver scratched his head and started looking for a place to park.
The pointed-faced maid sighed, got out of the carriage, and whispered, "She's the wife of a prefect, and she walked over by herself. We are just the family of a magistrate, how can we run ahead and let the wife of the prefect follow behind and eat dust? What do you think will happen if others see us?"
As the driver looked for a seat, he pondered, "Could it be that... our wife and the prefect's wife are not getting along?"
The pointed-faced maid sighed again, "My silly brother, this is no longer a matter between the Madam and the Master. The Master is in the officialdom, and the Madam's every word and action outside represents the Master. If we really do that, tomorrow there will be rumors that our Master is losing face for the prefect!"
The driver stared with fear: "Sister Yuan...it's just the difference between walking and not walking, is it really that serious?"
The pointed-faced maid pinched the driver fiercely, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the carriage following behind.
"This is still the lightest! I'm afraid someone will stir up trouble and our entire Huo family will suffer! You are my brother, so you have the opportunity to drive for my wife. You must be careful and consider your words and actions carefully. Don't be ignorant. That will only hurt yourself, me, and my wife. Do you understand?"
She looked so serious that the driver felt a palpitation in his heart and nodded vigorously.
There are so many twists and turns in the gate of the mansion...
After the carriage stopped, Mrs. Huo was helped out of the carriage by her maid.
She was over forty years old, short and plump, and dressed brightly - she wore several gold-thread hairpins on her head, pearl earrings on her ears, and bright red lipstick on her lips.
In the noisy crowd, she looked like a blooming red hibiscus.
“Mrs. Yu!” She glared at the driver and shouted at Zhuang Zhiyun’s back, “Go take a look first, we’ll tidy up and come right after!”
Just as he finished speaking, a sneer came from the third carriage.
A tall and thin lady slowly stepped down from the carriage, covered her mouth and laughed, "'Coming soon', do you think she appreciates it? Is she waiting for you?"
"You!" Madam Huo suppressed her anger, exhaled quietly, and rolled her eyes and said, "Madam Yu didn't wait for me, but did she wait for you? Madam Yi, today is a good day, you should be more careful with your words. If these words are accidentally heard by Madam Yu, your master will suffer together. At that time, my master will not plead for you."
Her husband was a Tongpan, a sixth-rank official, and the other party's husband was a Jieshi, also a sixth-rank official.
Their husbands had always been at odds with each other in the government office, which led to them disliking each other.
Don't like it? Just criticize it!
Madam Yi sneered, looked her up and down, and said sarcastically, "Then I won't wait for Madam Huo. You'd better walk slowly, so as not to lose oil. Your master will be distressed later."
After saying that, she took her four maids and marched towards Xiyuan Street.
Mrs. Huo was left where she was, shaking with anger. "This damn bamboo pole... is he saying I'm fat again?"
Seeing that things were not going well, the pointed-faced maid quickly picked up a silk fan and fanned her. "The master said that you are in a plump state, which is the best for your husband. Unlike Madam Yi, you look like you are about to fall apart after taking two steps. How scary."
Madam Huo raised her arms and looked at her white and tender hands. She hummed and said, "Yuan'er's words are still the most agreeable to me. Go back and get an extra month's salary. But... when you go back today, go find Doctor Li again and ask him to prescribe some weight loss prescriptions for me. I feel... that my clothes don't look good lately."
The pointed-faced maid's eyes flashed with joy, and she bowed respectfully, "Yes, I will obey your command. Thank you, Madam, for the reward!"
She likes Mrs. Yi the most.
Mrs. Yi of Huihui had displeased the Madam, but afterwards she only had to disparage Mrs. Yi a few words to get a reward from the Madam.
I hope scenes like today can happen more often in the future!
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The second floor of the cloth workshop.
"How much money? Three hundred? Five hundred? Eight hundred? Or one tael?" Xiao Ya saw Xue Li was in a daze, so she pointed at her and asked, "Why are you just looking at her without saying anything? Could it be that this piece of cloth costs two taels of silver?"
If you really want two taels of silver...
The money she had was not enough! She had to go back to the shop and ask her parents for more, and then she would pay them back slowly...
Xiaoya stamped her feet, gritted her teeth, and hardened her heart.
For Lord Shen, it’s not impossible to borrow some money!
"Neither." Xue Li suddenly said, looking at the wooden sign in his hand.
"No?" Xiaoya leaned over and looked at the wooden sign in her hand, identifying it: "One... one at the beginning? One hundred... one hundred?! Thirty coins... one hundred and thirty coins?! One hundred and thirty coins for a piece of cotton cloth? Isn't cotton said to be precious? Did Lord Shen and the others write it wrong? How can we make money from this? This is a dead loss!"
A piece of ordinary linen costs about 150 wen, fine linen costs about 200 wen, and cotton linen that is related to cotton costs several hundred wen per piece.
But cotton cloth made of pure cotton only costs one hundred and thirty cents per piece?
Xiaoya feels like she can't count anymore.
Her voice was quite loud, attracting many people to look over.
Many people also looked at the wooden sign with the price.
"This light blue one hundred and fifty coins!"
"This water-red one is also 150 wen!"
"The black one is a bit more expensive, it costs 180 coins! That's true, black is resistant to dirt and wear, and the dye must be expensive!"
"But these are too cheap. Such soft cloth is even cheaper than linen! Lord Shen is truly a living Bodhisattva..."
The clerk smiled, with a hint of pride in his eyes. He walked over and introduced softly, "Ladies, the price of pure white cotton cloth is 150 coins per piece. The prices of these cloths are set by Lord Shen himself, so you can buy them with confidence."
The clerk spoke softly and had a special light fragrance on her body, which made Xiaoya feel embarrassed.
She stammered, "Then, then I want a piece of white cotton cloth..."