"I told you we should launch various styles of briefs as soon as possible, why didn't you listen? Right now, all the business in the building is being stolen by those sluts from Ya Yuan. Our Fengyue Pavilion is going to starve. Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied??"

“From today onwards, our cooperation is completely over. I’m going to buy those black briefs. You Zhaoyeqing can just wait to close down and disappear.”

Yunling shook her head, trying to shake all the bad mood out of her mind. The reason was that she was still too concerned about this big client who brought her a sense of accomplishment. Besides, it wasn't just her family's business right now; it also involved Old Lady Fan's family, which made things even more difficult.

But her father-in-law's words undoubtedly made her realize her true feelings again; she wanted to be the one in charge, not just a follower.

Black panties are the trendsetter. If she launches a bra, she will regain control of the trend. Then she can launch matching bras and panties, or even the corresponding colors, and readjust the prices.

She also needed to go to other places and deal with customers from other places, so that she could reduce her anxiety and not have to worry about the madam's mood.

only,

However, all of this seems very simple in theory, but in practice, it is no easier than farming and growing crops; it is a long and arduous task.

Yunling sighed deeply, and her father-in-law knew she had come to her senses, so he didn't say anything more and started making a cotton slingshot.

Yunling was not at ease when she came out of the shop. Making bras was no easy task. First of all, this dynasty already had bellybands. If they were to give up bellybands and use bras instead, then the advantages of bras would have to be explained.

Secondly, there were no materials like sponges or silicone in this era, and she didn't have the ability to make a set of pressing molds, so materials were also a problem.

Yunling rubbed her temples and suddenly thought of a substitute: wool felt. Wool felt has excellent waterproof and shape retention properties, making it a good material for making breast pads.

But where can I get this wool?

Yunling naturally passed this problem on to Yun Shenghua. Yun Shenghua thought about it and realized that whether it was a flock of sheep raised by the common people or a flock of sheep owned by the government, they were all located in the Bianjing area. Their business did not travel through Bianjing, so they did not know much about this aspect.

But since it was Yunling who brought it up, Yun Shenghua still tried his best to find a solution. He suggested that Yunling go to Uncle Cao of the Lu Family Trading Company to find out the situation, since they were doing business in the capital and should know something about it.

After agreeing, Yunling didn't linger and hurried to the Lu family's business. The person who came out to greet her was Uncle Cao. Uncle Cao's first reaction upon seeing Yunling was joy, and his second reaction was trembling. He was anxious to send someone to inform Lu Yinghuai inside, as if he was afraid that if he was a step too slow, Yunling would leave.

He vividly remembered how long Lu Yinghuai had teased him after he accepted Yunling's two sour ducks, and how he had been secretly craving sourness ever since. Even though he eventually offered the two sour ducks for dinner, Lu Yinghuai still looked like he wanted to eat him like a sour duck.

"Little Second Sister, what brings you here today?"

"Uncle Cao, peace be with you. I was blown here by a wool wind."

Uncle Cao instantly understood the man's purpose and jokingly said:

"Little Second Sister, you've come with ill intentions. You think you're going to reveal all your important matters just because I ate a few bites of your duck?"

Yunling laughed and said, "If I had known those two ducks were such great contributors, I would have given them a cool name earlier, so that Uncle Cao could eat with peace of mind and talk with peace of mind."

Uncle Cao shook his head with a smile. He really couldn't do anything with this future mistress of the house. He didn't even know if Huai-ge'er had finished his work yet, so he couldn't just leave her hanging. Therefore, he spoke up:

"You're really not going to have an easy time getting wool."

What does Uncle Cao mean by that?

Uncle Cao gestured for Yunling to sit down, then instructed a servant to bring tea. After Yunling took a sip, he said:

"These sheep are all raised in the northern regions, such as Bianjing (Kaifeng) and Shaanxi Road, Hebei Road in our dynasty, or neighboring Khitan and Western Xia. These are all places where sheep are raised."

"There are private and government-run businesses here. The number of privately run businesses is far less than that of government-run businesses. In the capital, there is a Bureau of Cattle and Sheep Management. Just the number of people responsible for herding sheep is in the thousands or tens of thousands."

"Most of these sheep were supplied to the imperial palace. The emperor ate sheep, the empress ate sheep, the officials' salaries included sheep, the officials' rewards included sheep, foreign envoys came to receive sheep as gifts, for sacrifices, festivals, etc., which consumed tens of thousands of sheep."

Yunling's mind kept repeating "sheep, sheep, sheep," which made her bleat involuntarily.

"If that's the case, wouldn't there be a lot of wool left over? Where would all this wool be sent?"

Where can I get this delivered?

Uncle Cao slapped his thigh and said, "The palace has a group of skilled craftsmen who can weave tens of thousands of catties of wool into wool blankets, wool felts, and wool rugs. The only ones that can be saved are the sick and weak sheep, and most of them are distributed among the palace maids and servants."

This was unexpected for Yunling; with so many sheep, she couldn't even get a single wool.

I don't know if there's any other way...

"Uncle Cao, I can't get my hands on the government-run ones, but I wonder if there's any way I can get my hands on the private ones?"

"Little Second Aunt, how many families in your village can afford to eat mutton?"

When Uncle Cao said that, Yunling suddenly realized that her family was now rich enough to eat mutton a few times a year, but for most people, it was no exaggeration to say that they might not even smell mutton once in a year, or even once in two or three years.

"There's only so much land in the north. The government has taken up so much land to raise sheep, how much land is left for private companies? Besides, we've always had a tradition of eating mutton. When we come to this area, we can only get the privately raised mutton that slips through our fingers. It's not like buying vegetables at the market, where we can pick and choose as we please."

Yunling bit her lip, carefully recalling what Uncle Cao had just said. He had only said that getting the wool wouldn't be easy, but that didn't mean it was difficult or impossible. There must be a way to get it; it just depended on whether he was willing to lend a hand.

Yunling took another sip of tea and said with a smile:

"Uncle Cao, since I can't get any wool from our dynasty, I'll go to the Khitan and Western Xia. Does your trading company have any escort teams going there? Could you give me a ride? It would be best if we set off tomorrow."

Hearing this, Lu Yinghuai, who was coming downstairs, was so shocked that he stumbled and almost fell down the stairs.