As the New Year approaches, Rongguang Street is packed with people shopping for new year’s goods. Even though the weather is freezing, it is bustling with activity.
The business of Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory is more prosperous than in the past. There are three or five clerks, standing straight and smiling, standing in front of the shop, soliciting and serving the customers who come and go with great enthusiasm.
Duan Lang, who was dressed in Tsing Yi, did not take a break just because he was in charge.
He was introducing the Tianxiang silk, Su Luo yarn and flower plain silk to a few ordinary people in the market.
His voice was like pearls and his tone was gentle. The guests nodded frequently, and in a short time, he sold more than ten pieces of silk and satin.
Not far away from him, on an oak wood armchair with lotus patterns, Zhao Wushan, dressed in blue and wearing a black square hat, was sitting leisurely, glancing at Duan Lang's frail and white face from time to time.
Showing a sarcastic look.
He is just an orphan with no foundation.
I don’t know where the wild species came from, and what kind of climate it will be like.
Duan Lang had long noticed Zhao Wushan's cold gaze, but he didn't take it seriously because he had a guest. Now that the guest had left, he walked in the direction of Zhao Wushan.
Zhao Wushan raised his eyes and glanced at him, his face full of arrogance.
It's just an uneducated Western pug that knows how to nod at people, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
For several days in a row, Zhao Wushan looked like this. He didn't take him as a manager seriously at all. Duan Lang felt angry every time, but thinking that it was Master Yu's order, he had to ignore the arrogance on his face and said.
"Mr. Zhao, since you are here to study at the master's command, why don't you get up and look at the silks and satins in the shop, try to identify different fabrics, or learn from me how to deal with customers..."
"Ha! Duan Lang, I am a scholar after all, how can I do the work of a clerk?"
Zhao Wushan interrupted directly and snorted coldly.
"My uncle asked me to come to the silk and satin shop to learn how to take over the silk and satin shop. He did not ask me to learn how to be a pug. If you are wise, show me the account books, or take me to meet with the dignitaries.
I am afraid that I will be humiliated if I talk to these illiterate ordinary people when they discuss business!"
"you--"
No matter how good-tempered Duan Lang was, he was humiliated one after another, and his face darkened.
Just as he was about to talk to him, he heard a soft voice coming from outside the village.
"Alang, what happened? Since you are the manager of the village, why don't you come out to greet the guests?"
Yu Weiyin was wearing a moon-white coat, a tulip skirt with blue jade patterns, and an autumn-colored curtain hat. She came with the wind and snow in her arms, but there was a faint fragrance of flowers overflowing from her sleeves. In just a moment, the whole room seemed to be full of flowers.
There are all kinds of hibiscus, which is refreshing and refreshing.
When the guys saw Yu Weiyin, they all became energetic and had already saluted and shouted: "Please greet me, Miss!"
Duan Lang hurried forward, welcomed her in, and replied: "Miss Yinyin, Alang was talking to Mr. Zhao just now."
When Zhao Wushan saw Yu Weiyin coming, he stood up from the armchair, stretched out his hand to push Duan Lang, and hurriedly nuzzled to her side.
"Cousin Yinyin, why are you here?"
"Dad is worried about my cousin. I wonder if my cousin is used to life in a silk and satin shop, and if he knows more about the silk and satin business. So, I asked Yinyin to come and visit me."
Listening to her tone, Zhao Wushan seemed to be much gentler now, not as hot and cold as before. She must have put her heart into him.
He calmed down, coughed and said:
"Cousin Yinyin, I wanted to learn how to take over the business of the silk and satin shop, but unfortunately, some people always make irresponsible remarks in my ears."
After hearing this, Duan Lang wanted to explain, but Yu Weiyin raised his hand to stop him and asked with a smile: "Cousin, how do others make such irresponsible remarks?"
Zhao Wushan was even more proud and glared at Duan Lang fiercely.
"Cousin Yinyin, I am a scholar. Duan Lang asked me, a scholar, to do the work of a clerk. Isn't it overqualified? I think my uncle didn't ask me to come here to learn how to be a slave!"
"What my cousin said makes sense. Dealing with ordinary people is indeed an insult to my cousin's demeanor."
Hearing Yu Weiyin turn toward Zhao Wushan like this, Duan Lang was so angry that he felt depressed.
He wanted to explain several times that what he asked Zhao Wushan to do was the skills that Yu Song had taught him before, and he did not mean to make things difficult at all.
But Yu Weiyin just raised her hand to signal him to shut up. After listening carefully to Zhao Wushan's words, she sighed.
"Cousin, you have worked really hard these days. Dad asked me to come today. In addition to visiting my cousin, he also wanted me to personally teach my cousin how to quickly master the business of the silk and satin shop."
"real?"
When Zhao Wushan heard this, he was overjoyed. He stared at the pretty face shadowed in the curtain hat and kept bowing.
"If cousin Yin Yin can teach me all her skills, I will definitely regard Yin Yin as my reborn parent!"
He wanted to get to know the rich and powerful as soon as possible and clear the road to wealth, and he didn't want to waste time on distinguishing silk and satin! As for these details, a pug like Duan Lang can handle them, so why let him do it?
Thinking like this, he looked at Yu Weiyin like he was looking at a baby bump.
If no one was around, he would even want to hold her in his arms and kiss her wildly.
Yu Weiyin could naturally feel his eager gaze and felt uncomfortable in her heart. She was glad that she was wearing a curtain hat today, otherwise, she would really be disgusted by his expression.
"Cousin, come with me, Yin Yin will teach you how to do business with dignitaries."
Outside the silk shop, two vehicles, one red and one green, plus a horse have been prepared.
Zhao Wushan saw a person standing in front of the azure car, with black hair and black clothes, holding a sword. Who could it be if it wasn't Shao Mo and that cold-faced black man?
In front of the green-painted car, the driver had opened the curtain and saw that there were no couches or other utensils in the car. It was obviously used to load cargo.
Zhao Wushan was puzzled and didn't think much about it.
After he saw Shao Mo, his face darkened, and his excitement was instantly wiped out as if being poured down by a basin of cold water.
"Cousin Yinyin, what are you doing here?"
Yu Weiyin adjusted his curtain and hat and said seriously: "Today, there is an incense market next to the Flower Temple. All the dignitaries in Tongcheng will go there to burn incense, worship Buddha, and buy new year's goods. We just happened to set up a stall so that we could make friends with some rich and famous people. What's the matter? Doesn’t my cousin want to get acquainted with the important people in Tongcheng?”
Zhao Wushan wanted to make friends with powerful people, but looking at Shao Mo's cold face, he felt unhappy after all.
He stretched out a finger and tapped Shao Mo quickly, gritted his teeth and asked: "Cousin Yinyin, since you are going to make friends with famous people, why is he... he is here?"
Due to Shao Mo's unruffled aura, his tone was obviously lower in the last sentence.
"Cousin, Shao Mo is my attendant. He is my slave today. It doesn't matter."
Zhao Wushan turned around in his mind, pointed to the green-painted carriage with the curtain opened, and asked: "Then this car is..."
"Of course it is to place the cloth that will be sold today."
"Then...Cousin Yinyin, where should I sit? But with you, riding with you?" Zhao Wu was kind-hearted and expected...