The madam's words, though crude, were reasonable, and the other quickly echoed her:

“That’s right. If you raise the price and squeeze our profits, we might as well just go to Zhao Yeqing’s owner and ask her to sell it to us at a lower price.”

Another person chimed in:

"No need for further words. In short, if you can sell it at the original price, we'll buy it. If not, we'll look for another store. As for the cotton cloth in the future, perhaps Zhao Yeqing's owner can sell it for a lower price."

These words were like stabs to the heart of the cloth shop owner. She knew these people all too well; they meant what they said. But it was all her own fault. If she hadn't insisted on doing something as a substitute, she wouldn't have attracted these vile and despicable people. In the end, it was all her own fault, and she couldn't blame anyone else.

However, she was unwilling to make a losing deal right now. Although she had previously sold the cotton cloth to Yunling and the others for 500 coins a bolt, and they had done it this way, it was profitable.

But she has a shop and a group of embroiderers to support. If she were to work at the original price, she would essentially be a laborer who doesn't have to spend any money. That wouldn't do. It would be better to focus on selling fabric as before.

"So, are you going to agree or not? If you don't agree, I'm leaving. You have to make reservations in advance to buy things at Zhaoyeqing. If you're late and it disrupts the business of our Yayuan, I'll make you regret it."

"That's right, that's right. Just give me a straight answer, either yes or no. Why do you have so many thoughts about it?"

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to waste my breath on you. I'm going to the matchmaking corner right now. No matter how anxious you are, it's not as anxious as me taking someone else's money. If I can't deliver the goods, my life will be over."

"..."

The relentless questioning from one person to another made the shop owner very uneasy. No business wants to drive customers away. In her panic, she desperately tried to think of a solution.

“I know you’re in a hurry, but don’t rush. I have a solution that will satisfy both of you.”

"If you have a solution, just say it; if you have something to say, just say it. What's with all the mystery?"

The owner suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and continued, "Pure cotton is expensive, but if it's not pure cotton, but mixed cotton, then the price will be cheaper."

"No, if you're using mixed cotton, then what kind of substitute is this? People have eyes too, they can tell the difference at a glance. You might not lose out, but what do we gain?"

The landlord, aware of the difference between the two, and having a plan in mind, calmly replied:

“If we dye it black, then nothing will be visible, and it can also serve as a new style. Who knows, it might even help us break out of this predicament, right, Mom?”

These words were directed at the madam of Ya Garden. In her opinion, among this group, the madam was the one who could influence the situation, and if she agreed, the others would naturally follow suit.

The madam's heart was fickle. She had always regarded the brothel as a new trendsetter. Now that the brothel had never used black briefs, her Ya Yuan had launched them.

It's not that she's unwilling to come up with something new and be the first to attract customers in the city, but that also means she has to be the first to stick her neck out. You know, sharp weapons usually target the first to stick their necks out, and it's uncertain whether she can handle it.

Seeing that the madam remained silent, the landlord continued to stir things up:

"Mom doesn't want to be constantly suppressed by that madam of the brothel, can she? Besides, you said you'd get them from Zhao Yeqing's owner. If she finds out you got your goods from me before and went against her, do you think she'll still sell to you?"

The madam was struck by her master's words, "You can't turn things around." How could she let that madam of the brothel suppress her and prevent her from turning things around?

Their elegant garden must surpass the brothel!

Their elegant garden will replace the brothel!

The madam clapped her hands and replied, "Make it! Make these black briefs. Our Ya Yuan is going to launch these black briefs."

Seeing that the madam had relented, the others, thinking that with Ya Yuan as their backing, were not worried about not being able to sell the panties, naturally agreed as well.

Unexpectedly, the young ladies of this elegant garden attracted many suitors after wearing these black thongs, and their fame spread far and wide.

Many men who had stayed overnight at home, whether out of guilt towards their wives or for other reasons, bought one or two pairs of these briefs to take home, and the black briefs naturally became very popular.

Yunling knew that if a person wanted to make money, even if you blocked one path for her, she would still carve out a window and open up a new route.

Currently, cotton fabric prices have increased. If we want to maintain the original price, we can only reduce labor or change costs by using mixed cotton.

The best way to cover up differences in fabrics is through dyeing; to someone who doesn't know their quality, there's no difference in appearance.

Dyeing is also categorized. To achieve high-end colors, you must select the best fabric. As for black, this all-encompassing color is often a dumping ground for waste and miscellaneous materials. Therefore, it is best to avoid black for underwear.

As Yunling pondered, she unknowingly arrived at her father-in-law's shop on the craft street.

"What nonsense are you thinking, you piece of trash?"

When the father-in-law saw Yunling, he was delighted and was proudly waiting for her to call him when she suddenly stood there dumbfounded. So he asked her a question.

Yunling snapped out of her daze and, seeing her father-in-law, was somewhat surprised to find herself there. She smiled and said:

"Grandpa, I want to make another kapok slingshot."

"Are you sure you're making a kapok slingshot, and not carving some kind of black, green, and red briefs onto the wood?"

Yunling thought to herself, "This gust of wind is really strong; it even forgets about my father-in-law."

“No need, just carve it according to what’s written on the original order. But Grandpa, you should make me a kapok slingshot first, just use the two sizes from before.”

The father-in-law joked, "Alright, alright, I'll do whatever you say in this job. I don't want to worry about the day when you just take whatever I do."

Following her father-in-law's words, Yunling pondered the matter. Taking whatever she wanted to do was undoubtedly a way to take control of the situation. The gust of wind that had just blown the black briefs had slightly distracted her. She had considered dyeing them, but after much deliberation, she abandoned the idea.

But just now, for some reason, the image of the madam appeared in her mind; she was cursing her, she was resenting her…