Zhou Benqiang was a businessman from Yizhou.

He is only thirty-three years old this year and has already achieved considerable success in Yizhou. He is considered a well-known Shu Brocade businessman in the local area.

However, he was not willing to just do business in Yizhou for the rest of his life.

Looking at the Tang Dynasty, if we want to say which place is most attractive to merchants, it has to be Chang'an City.

The huge population and high consumption power mean that Chang'an City is a paradise for businessmen.

At least, that's what Zhou Benqiang thinks.

However, reality gave him a blow!

After the beginning of spring, Zhou Benqiang came to Chang'an City with two thousand pieces of Shu brocade purchased at a high price. He originally thought that with this business, his net worth would smoothly rise to a higher level.

As a result, until now, his two thousand pieces of Shu brocade are still lying in the warehouse.

Not only do you have to pay for storage in the warehouse every day, but you also have to worry about damaging the Shu Brocade due to improper storage.

As a silk product, Shu brocade cannot be just thrown into a corner and its quality will remain intact.

"My boss, thank you for the free rent for the shop in this trading center for the first three months, and the warehouse can also store our goods for one month for free. Otherwise, if we can't sell the goods anymore, we won't even be able to pay for renting the warehouse.

Already."

Zhou Benqiang was accompanied by his distant nephew Fang Wei. This time when he came to Chang'an, Fang Wei was Zhou Benqiang's right-hand man.

As for the dozen or so helpers originally hired, due to financial constraints, Zhou Benqiang has already paid them completion wages and allowed them to fend for themselves.

"Hey! These newly released Sichuan brocades are obviously bright and colorful, why doesn't anyone buy them? Although our prices are not cheap, there are some in the West Market that are more expensive than us."

Zhou Benqiang stood in front of his shop, looking at the deserted flow of people outside, then looking at the samples in his shop, and couldn't help but sigh.

These two thousand pieces of Shu brocade were invested with all the money Zhou Benqiang had earned in the past few years.

The Shu Brocade, which was usually bought for 300 cents a piece, originally thought that it could be sold for at least 2 cents a piece in Chang'an City, but it turned out that the original price of 300 cents a piece could not be sold!

Now, Zhou Benqiang has given up hope on these Shu brocades, as long as he can lose less.

"I see that more and more people are wearing cotton jackets and using cotton cloth in Chang'an City. In the past few years, woolen thread and woolen cloth have also been very popular. Is it because of this that fewer people are buying silk?"

Fang Wei shared Zhou Benqiang's concerns.

They are really grasshoppers on a string.

"It shouldn't be! It is undeniable that cotton and woolen cloth have their advantages, but the advantages of silk cannot be ignored. Especially our Shu brocade is decorated with warp colors, then colored strips are added, then the warp and weft are decorated, and then the

The colorful strips are applied first and then the brocades are woven, and the woven items are brightly colored and very beautiful, which is simply not comparable to cotton or woolen cloth."

Zhou Benqiang couldn't help but complain that the people in Chang'an City were really ignorant.

They actually looked down upon something so good like their own.

"A while ago, there was a merchant who was willing to buy it, but the price was really outrageous!"

"Two hundred coins a piece? Humph! Does he think Shu brocade is linen?"

Zhou Benqiang became extremely angry when he thought of the merchant Fang Wei mentioned.

He really would rather these goods rot in his hands than sell them to such a merchant.

"Master! It seems that a customer is coming to our shop!"

While Fang Wei and Zhou Benqiang were talking lifelessly there, some people began to move around in the trading center.

"How do you sell this Sichuan brocade?"

"It's usually six hundred cents per horse. If you buy a lot, it's not impossible to pay five hundred cents per horse!"

Zhou Benqiang still paid 100% attention to the first businessman who entered his shop today.

"Let me take a look at this sample!" After the businessman finished speaking, he reached out and pulled a piece of Sichuan brocade on the counter politely. "The color is too strange. Who among the wealthy people would want to use such a fancy thing.

"

As soon as he said this, he left directly without waiting for Zhou Benqiang to speak.

Next, several businessmen entered Zhou Benqiang's shop one after another, but most of them disliked the color of his Shu brocade which was too strange and too gaudy. No one wanted it.

This dealt a huge blow to Zhou Benqiang's confidence.

Could it be that there is really something wrong with my vision?

Why is it that no one wants Shu Brocade, which I think should be very popular, when it comes to Chang'an City?

"Shopkeeper, how much do you have of this Shu Brocade?"

Zhou Benqiang and Fang Wei, who were hit hard one after another, sat listlessly behind the counter, and the merchants who came in casually looked at the samples by themselves.

As long as people don't ask questions, they won't bother to take the initiative to explain.

However, unexpectedly, a strange problem suddenly popped up.

I have never seen anyone buying something without first asking about the price, but instead asking about the inventory first.

Does this guy have the sincerity to buy something?

Zhou Benqiang took a look at the groom's clothes in front of him, and saw that this dark-faced man was not dressed luxuriously or shabbily.

But from the appearance, he doesn't look like he comes from a wealthy family.

Can such a person afford his own Sichuan Brocade?

As soon as I opened my mouth, I asked myself how many goods I had.

There are dozens of horses on display in this shop alone. Isn’t that enough for him to buy?

"Here! These are all, please take a look at them as you like!"

Although he complained in his heart, Zhou Benqiang still stood up and greeted him politely.

"that's it?"

The dark man frowned and looked at Zhou Benqiang.

"This gentleman, there are forty-five pieces of Sichuan brocade placed in the shop, which is enough for even a wealthy family to use for several years. Why, don't you think it's enough?"

Fang Wei on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"That's right! How much do you want, I'll take it out for you!"

Zhou Benqiang looked at the guest in front of him again and felt that he didn't look like he wanted to amuse himself.

"Not enough! Dozens of pieces of Sichuan brocade are enough! Apart from these, do you have any goods? When can you deliver them?"

"Sir, how much do you want? What we sell in our shop is high-quality Sichuan brocade, and the price is not cheap?"

At this time, Zhou Benqiang also felt a difference, and his attitude became a little more respectful.

It seems...possible...

Is the person in front of me really a big customer?

"I know your Sichuan brocade is good, so I asked you how many goods you have! Do you still have any goods? If not, don't waste everyone's time!"

The swarthy man obviously had a bad temper and couldn't stand Zhou Benqiang's nagging.

"Yes! Of course there is! The goods are in the warehouse next to the trading center. There are a total of two thousand horses!"

After Zhou Benqiang said this, he looked at the man in front of him a little nervously.

"Only two thousand horses?"

"Two thousand horses are not enough?"
Chapter completed!