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Chapter 368 Attraction of Xinlingfang

Environmental theory is also applicable in the Song Dynasty. Even in a few days, the changes of the people in Xinlingfang can be seen. They habitually sweep the streets in front of their homes every day. If anyone dares to dump garbage in front of their homes, they will definitely be punished.

You will be scolded by your neighbors.

This is no longer destroying the "feng shui" of one's own home, but destroying the opportunity for the entire Xinlingfang to make a fortune. When the most direct interests, such as economic interests, are connected, even a small bad habit cannot be tolerated.

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In just a few days, Xinlingfang has changed its appearance. Wu Biandan, who came to sell noodle soup every day these days, was shocked by the changes here. He even thought that he had gone the wrong way.

Where is the dilapidated Xinlingfang in front of me? It is cleaner and tidier than Nan Lecture Hall Lane, and pays more attention to public order and good customs among neighbors!

He could even sit on a bench in the street and put down his pole to rest, something that he had never dared to think about before.

Almost every household here is preparing to make a living. It seems as if they have learned various crafts overnight. Even people selling puppets and sepak takraw balls have appeared. These exquisite handicrafts have made Wu who originally came to make money.

It took a whole morning's hard work to carry the pole.

When I was leaving, I saw that the Sun family had actually started to sell new products, and they were the kind of inflatable rubber balls that were extremely expensive in Tokyo and were only bought by official families.

The leather on the ball is extremely clean, and you can clearly see multiple black and white surfaces pieced together. A child is patting the ball next to it. Needless to say, if the idle yamen see it, they will definitely want to buy it.

A few of them.

Even Wu Biandan himself felt that the Cuju ball was beautiful and tight, let alone those yamen and idlers who were obsessed with Cuju all day long?!

But when he saw another store with its door panel removed, he couldn't help but rub his eyes and thought he was dazzled. After seeing clearly, he immediately got up and walked over.

Feng Sanniang's family originally ran a sewing business. The only thing they sold were rags and sweat towels made of cloth. At most, they could only sew and patch people's clothes.

When poor people buy new clothes, they have to put patches on the elbows and shoulders to make them more durable. Even the patches on the shoulders of Wu's shoulder pole were patched by Feng Sanniang.

But look now? Are there any patches on the clothes in her store? The bright and bright storefront is lined with rows of sewn clothes, all tied with bamboo tubes and hung on the wall, and the styles are perfect.

Some of them were outrageous, and some were ingeniously made into jacket-like shapes that Wu Biandan had never seen before.

Looking at the stand-up collar sewn with wool, Wu Biandan felt warm just by looking at it. With such a piece of clothing in winter, my wife would probably be able to wake up laughing in her dreams, right?

Although he didn't make much money, Wu Biandan still picked up the pole and went over to inquire about the price: "Sister Feng family, how do you sell this jacket?"

Feng Sanniang smiled and said: "It's Wu Biandan! Why do you want to find some clothes for your wife? It's a pity that my shop doesn't sell clothes today. If you want to buy them, you still have to wait for a few days!"

"If you are open for business, how can you not buy something? How can you look down on me, a noodle soup seller?!"

After hearing Feng Sanniang's words, Wu Biandan immediately complained. In the past, he would always look up and not look down, but he was the one delivering all the noodle soup here. What he said was really hurtful.

Unexpectedly, Feng Sanniang burst out laughing: "What you said makes sense. Whose noodle soup in Xinlingfang was not picked by you? Don't forget the well digger when you are drinking water! Don't you remember your kindness? Don't say it is.

My family, as well as the 18 shops in Xinlingfang, are not doing business today!"

This time, Wu Biandan was stunned. There were eighteen shops, big and small. What happened to the people in Xinlingfang? Who didn’t know that all the houses in Xinlingfang were rundown? Who would come here to buy things?

I can only say: "Why is this? If you don't do good business, are you planning to drink the northwest wind!?"

Feng Sanniang covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Where are the words, aren't they all Ye Houfa's words? He said that these days he only opens the door and sweeps the shop, but does not do business. Only after he says something can we open a shop!"

Upon hearing what Ye Anfa said, Wu Biandan asked curiously: "Why do you want to listen to the Marquis? Your shops have become the property of the Marquis's Mansion in Yunzhong County?!"

Feng Sanniang shook her head: "It is not Yehou's property, but a contract with the Houfu. We all got the craftsmanship from Yehou, and we have to pay Yehou 40% of the interest every year. If we lose, it will be all his."

, the more you earn, the more you get!"

Wu Biandan was startled after hearing this: "Scare! Ye Hou can even make clothes? Or women's ready-made clothes?!"

"Bah! What kind of pickled things are you thinking of? This is not what Ye Hou taught us. It is the craftsmanship of the Junjun. Those skillful hands drew pictures on the paper, and it turned out to be a beautiful piece of clothing. Have I, Feng Sanniang, seen it before?

I have made a lot of clothes for my family, but I have never seen those beautiful and upright styles. Take a look for yourself, there is something on this wall that you have seen in other shops?"

Wu Biandan clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "It's true! There are very few ordinary ready-made clothes shops, and they are all short-cut clothes worn by poor people like us. Who among the wealthy people buys ready-made clothes? They all take good materials and go back to find their own sewing.

My mother-in-law made it by measuring me, and it fits perfectly! You don’t even measure your clothes, how can you sell them!"

Feng Sanniang curled her lips: "What do you know? These are listed according to size. There will always be something your wife can wear. If you don't believe me, you will bring your wife over in a few days. I'm sure to put it on and leave! Tell you, Xinling

There are no less than four or five ready-made clothing shops in the village, and you can try on clothes at each one. As long as you bring your mother-in-law, there is no reason to say they don’t fit!”

Wu Biandan was doubtful and then said: "Then when will your shops open?"

Feng Sanniang frowned slightly and said: "The Marquis said it's only a few days away, but I really don't know the specific day, but the Marquis said that as long as it opens, the whole alley will be filled with people!"

Wu Biandan left scratching his head. He didn't understand why Yunzhong Junhou could praise such Haikou. After all, he invested money and skills. If he didn't make money, he would have lost a lot. Such a shrewd person

I would never do something stupid like this...

Carrying his own hot noodle soup, Wu Biandan left Xinlingfang with envy. The changes here were really great. Finally, he looked back at Xinlingfang. Hey, such beautiful streets and alleys... are in my heart.

I’m afraid everyone is inevitably jealous, right?

People were still coming and going on the street. What was strange was that some people had already gotten the news and began to gather gradually, and they all came to Xinlingfang in groups to see the novelty.

It's not strange for one or two people to come. A few days ago, I saw Xinlingfang busy cleaning up. It's just too weird to have so many people come suddenly. Do they all know about Xinlingfang?

Change? It shouldn’t be!

But when he got to Nanmen Street, he knew why. A Lan Kwai Fong float passed by. Instead of the bright flower balls, it was replaced by a piece of cloth with something written on it.

The pole didn't know it, but those beautiful shopkeepers were talking about the changes in Lan Kwai Fong, and of course introduced the various shops in it.

What about "Niangzi Sun, who is skillful with takraw balls, rubber balls, and puppets; blacksmith Yan in Beixiang, with bronze drums, bronze pots, and hoes..."

Each store was spoken in the mouths of these humble people using simple and easy-to-understand vernacular words. Although there was no beautiful sense of language, the crisp words and catchy words made people remember Xinlingfang at once.

Not only the floats in Lan Kwai Fong, but also the ox-carts in the carriage and horse carriages, the small sedans are all covered with short sentences written in big characters. Although Wu Biandan still does not recognize them, he does know these characters.

It's the same as the words on the float.

The literate people on the side couldn't help but tell people what it said: "On the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, Xinlingfangfang City opened. On the left is: Welcome guests from all over the world with good quality and low price, and on the right is: Welcome people from all over the world.

Children and old men are not deceived!"

Even a fool knows what this means. How could the little Xinlingfang have such courage to challenge the East and West markets?

Having said that, there were still many people going to Xinlingfang. Wu Biandan blinked blankly, then immediately picked up his own pole and headed to the Yunzhong County Marquis' Mansion, which is the closest to Xinlingfang.


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