Chen Ying was not completely fooling Mrs. Zhao. She settled the accounts clearly in business. Even if she was a relative, she would not be able to do a loss-making business for her relatives. The supply and demand of her own shop business are very stable. If she couldn't sell an extra bucket of paint, she would lose money. So if Jiao wanted to purchase goods, she would have to buy at least 100 boxes.

The only thing Chen Ying fooled Mrs. Zhao was that she said her input was a bit pitiful, and it seemed that the business of Yanzhi was not easy to do. In fact, her Yanzhi was so good, with good quality and low price, and the people in the county were rich. Gillian opened a shop and sold Yanzhi. It might be difficult at the beginning, but she would definitely make a profit over time.

Chen Ying had long thought of opening a shop in the county town, but Chen Yuanwai disagreed, and his half-brother Shen Wenbiao also firmly opposed it. The family was too much resistance, so Chen Ying gave up.

Old Mrs. Zhao officially withdrew. Chen Ying sat down and wrote a supply document with A Jiao, listing all the previous items. Then Chen Ying added a few more items, such as if A Jiao’s goods cannot be sold, they cannot be resold to others at a low price. For example, since Chen Ying provided goods to A Jiao, during the validity period of the document, Chen Ying could not supply goods to the second company in Wu'an County. When this document expired, A Jiao also has the priority to continue to pick up goods from Chen Ying.

Chen Ying didn't read this point, and Jiao read the words clearly.

Chen Ying blinked at Ah Jiao, guarding against the fact that when Old Lady Zhao saw that Ah Jiao made money by selling rouge, she wanted to grab the business and put the document first. Chen Ying would have reason to reject Old Lady Zhao in the future.

Old Mrs. Zhao didn't know how to read. Just listening to the two little girls discussing the details, seeing that Gillian was so serious and determined to do the rouge business, Old Mrs. Zhao seemed to have two legs on a river. She wanted to go forward and retreat, and she felt so uncomfortable.

Forget it, let Gillian sell it for half a year first. If Gillian makes money in half a year, she will sign with Chen Ying.

After making up his attention, Old Mrs. Zhao went to the yard to see the sweet potatoes and peanuts sent by Shen's family.

Chen Ying took the opportunity to teach Gillian many tips for selling rouge, as well as things to pay attention to in preserving rouge.

Gillian was impressed and said: "Miss Ying is so smart. If you are a young master, your business will definitely grow bigger and bigger."

Chen Ying sighed, "What's the solution? My father is too stubborn and thinks that a girl's family shouldn't be running outside all day. The eldest brother there is also afraid that I will lose money from the Shen family. Every time I open a shop more, he will stare at him and object. The three eldest nephews also dislike me. I don't want my father and mother to make things difficult for me, so I have to give up."

Only then did Ah Jiao realize that Chen Ying, who seemed to be from a wealthy family, actually had so many worries.

She comforted Chen Ying: "You are still young now and you will get married in two years. If you open a shop, your brother will not be able to take care of you."

Chen Ying held her chin: "My mother's family doesn't care about me anymore. She is afraid that the husband's family will not want it, but she is not afraid. I told my father that if you want to marry, you should marry someone who supports my business. If anyone wants to care about me, I will not marry him."

A Jiao looked at Chen Ying carefully and found that Chen Ying looked very similar to her wife Liu, with a goose face and peach blossom eyes, and was a real beauty. She was beautiful and intelligent. She would be blessed if anyone could marry Chen Ying.

Gillian thought again, does the other sister of the official, Miss Xiangyun, look like a wife? Even if she doesn't look like her, she is so handsome as the official, Miss Xiangyun must be a beauty.

Gillian sincerely hopes that Miss Xiangyun will meet a noble person on the way to be sold, turn the danger into a safe and happy life, and reunite with the official family as soon as possible.

After lunch at Zhao's family, Chen Ying set out to return to Shenjiagou. Because it took time to make rouge, Chen Ying promised to deliver the first batch of rouge that Gillian had booked on October 20th, that is, a hundred boxes of rouge.

Gillian was waiting while doing small needlework. By the evening of October 18, Gillian had already saved up seven kinds of patterns, totaling forty-nine silk flowers, twenty-four zodiac sachets, eight round fans for ladies' pictures, and ten directions of flower embroidered handkerchiefs.

Gillian did it meticulously and leisurely, strictly abide by it every day, and had a total of two hours of work in the afternoon. It took a total of twenty-four days to do so much. If she could sell it all within the same time, Gillian calculated that she could make about one or two cents of silver in a month. If she deducted 20% of Guo Xing and Mrs. Zhao, that would be almost one or two taels. In a year, she could make more than ten taels!

This is not counting the Rouge business, Gillian is about to wake up in a dream.

At noon on the 20th, Chen Ying sent a hundred boxes of rouge as promised, with a total of six fragrances, each containing them in a box. Chen Ying also gave Jiao a set of rouge containers, a locked money box, and a small scale for shattering silver.

"I wish my sister-in-law a good start tomorrow and a prosperous business!"

Chen Ying used tea instead of wine, and raised her glass to Jiao and said.

Gillian smiled and clinked glasses with her, and Old Mrs. Zhao.

In the afternoon, Guo Xing took Cui Niang to clean up the shed. The next morning, Guo Xing carried the load and brought the first batch of goods to sell.

The weather is clear that day, and the winter in Jiangnan is not very cold, so there are still quite a lot of people walking around.

On the first day of the opening of the shop, Gillian wanted to go to the street to see it, but after all, she was a concubine, so it was not convenient for her to go out at will.

She was inconvenient, but Old Mrs. Zhao was convenient. Guo Xing had only set off for two quarters of an hour, and Old Mrs. Zhao was carrying a small basket and pretending to go shopping.

Gillian's shed is on the north bank of Ping'an Bridge, and there is a spice shop diagonally opposite the south bank. Old Mrs. Zhao is carrying a basket and picking it around inside, but in fact she secretly observes the situation of Guo Xing setting up a stall opposite.

No matter how clever Guo Xing is, it is his first time to do business. At first, he took the initiative to greet the girls passing by and asked them to come and buy things with a smile. As a result, the girls treated him as a little slut, and walked away with a dodge. The older women were not afraid of Guo Xing, a young man, but they were reluctant to buy these fancy and expensive things, so they just took a look and left.

Seeing that the road to attracting customers was not accessible, Guo Xing simply sat on a chair and waited for others to come and ask.

"The silk flowers are quite unique, how can I sell them?"

Finally, the mother and daughter stopped. Guo Xing was excited and couldn't wait to introduce: "You two have the eyesight. This silk flower is the most fashionable style in the city. It is a good silk flower, and each flower costs only five cents."

The little girl was quite moved and looked at a rose flower intently. The woman frowned and said disgusted: "The silk flower in Yulou is only sold for five cents. You can see that it is just made at home, so why do you sell for five cents?"

Before Guo Xing could say anything, the woman pulled her daughter away.

Guo Xing collapsed his shoulders and looked up. When he saw Mrs. Zhao staring at him faintly, he looked like he was useless.

Guo Xing is really troubled.

After failing the first battle, Guo Xing stood outside for a whole day. From sunrise to sunset, he didn't sell a box of rouge, but only sold a sachet. He was still a three or four-year-old girl who liked it and insisted on holding her father for her. The father was considered rich, so he bought the sachet of the lamb zodiac sign for his daughter.

As dusk fell, Guo Xing brought the goods back, and Zhao Yanping also returned home at the same time.

Old Mrs. Zhao went to the river to observe several times, and guessed that the business was not going well. When she learned that Guo Xing had sold a sachet all day, Mrs. Zhao's face made the elder look stronger. Although the money was all Ah Gillian, the money was not taken out of her hands at the beginning? Gillian didn't feel sorry, Old Mrs. Zhao felt sorry!

"If I had known that you would have been crazy about going to the capital city, and I had thought about doing business by myself, so I shouldn't have let you go with the official."

Old Mrs. Zhao, who had already been determined to lose money, scolded Jiao mercilessly and said.

The business is not good, and Gillian, who dreams of making money, is already disappointed and hit. Old Mrs. Zhao said this. Gillian can't even pretend to be unwilling and runs into the east room with her head down.

The little lady cried so pitifully, and Guo Xing admitted his mistake to Mrs. Zhao: "Don't blame the little lady. The little lady's skills are so good. I'm just a stupid person and I can't recruit business."

Old Mrs. Zhao was angry and scolded Guo Xing.

Guo Xing went to the downtown room in shame, and his eyes turned red.

Cui Niang didn't dare to say anything, silently put the supper on the dinner table, and then carefully took the portion of the brother and sister to find her brother.

Zhao Yanping advised the old lady: "Everything is difficult at the beginning. If it is so easy to make money in business, everyone will do it. Let's start, don't worry."

Old Mrs. Zhao looked at her grandson and said, "How can I not be in a hurry? You have saved more than a dozen taels of silver and spent all your money to take over a concubine. Do you feel very sorry for you? I will hurt you."

The old lady's medicine to prevent stroke was not long after, and Zhao Yanping did not dare to speak too much. At this time, the old lady was also supportive at first, and she would not let the old lady get angry.

"Let's have a meal. At worst, you won't sell the ones you have at hand." Zhao Yanping picked up the bowl and said.

Old Mrs. Zhao snorted: "I'm afraid that the goods will be ruined in my hands, and I will lose all four or five taels of silver!"

The old lady refused to listen to her advice, so Zhao Yanping simply stopped persuading her and lowered her head to eat her own.

What I made tonight was porridge, and a few pancakes were left at noon. Old Mrs. Zhao had no appetite, so she drank half a bowl of porridge and went to the house.

Zhao Yanping ate quickly and was almost done at this time, so he called Cui Niang to clean up the table.

When Cui Niang was packing up, Zhao Yanping picked up the empty bowl and served a bowl of porridge, then made a piece of cake on the mouth of the bowl, and went to the east room.

Gillian sat by the bed, crying almost as soon as she whispered, with tears on her face.

Seeing the official, Gillian carried it over and wiped away her tears with a veil.

"Come here to have a meal, it's still hot." Zhao Yanping placed the bowls and chopsticks on the desk by the window and greeted her.

Gillian lowered her head and whispered: "Let Cui Niang clean up together, I can't eat it."

As he said, the tears were still falling.

Zhao Yanping walked over and sat opposite her. Seeing that her eyes were swollen from crying, he whispered: "I thought only the old lady could not afford to lose. I didn't expect you to be more afraid of losing than the old lady. The old lady just cursed and you were so crying."

Gillian couldn't help but say that the more he said, the more she couldn't stop it. She simply put a handkerchief on her face, and looked over with tears in her eyes: "I'm not afraid of losing money, I can't understand that rouge is good rouge, and the needlework I made is not bad, why can't I sell it?"

Zhao Yanping asked rebelliously: "We met for the first time last year. I didn't chase you or hit you. Why did you think I and those constables are like this?"

Gillian was stunned, why? Because other constables were bullying the prostitutes in Huayuelou, she thought he was the same.

Zhao Yanping continued: "That shed looks no different from other small stalls. Passers-by will preconceive the idea when they see the shed, thinking that the things sold are cheap. After asking the price, they will naturally feel that it is not worth turning around and leaving. But your things are good, so sooner or later, and the buyers like them, and they will come back, and even introduce people they know. The business is done little by little since childhood, because you are too anxious."

Every time his voice lowered, it seemed a little gentler than usual. After saying so much in one breath, the calm tone actually made Gillian feel a little hope.

"The official really believes that I can make money?" Gillian looked at him with wet eyes.

Zhao Yanping said: "I only know that your things are good. Whether you can make money involves other aspects. I can't guarantee that you will make money."

The hope that Gillian had just emerged was wilted again, her face drooped, and she was worried.

Zhao Yanping suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

Gillian looked at him in surprise.

Zhao Yanping said calmly: "Go to have dinner first."
Chapter completed!