The laughter and joy in the room seemed to be paused, and the air seemed to be frozen for a moment.

Shen Qiqi's brows were furrowed, and her bright eyes flashed with worry, like the sea on the eve of a storm, with a turbulent current hidden beneath the calm.

The women's faces, which had just been filled with joy, were now covered with a layer of gloom. They looked at each other, their eyes full of anxiety.

Aunt Wang rubbed her rough hands, her voice trembling slightly: "Qiqi, are you serious? What should we do if we run out of raw materials?" Her words were like a huge rock, hitting everyone's heart, and the originally lively atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

The daughter of Uncle Lu also came over quickly and asked anxiously, "Aunt San, we can make a lot of money a day now. If we run out of raw materials, won't our source of income be cut off?" There was obvious anxiety in her clear voice, and the shuttle in her hand stopped, like a bird with its throat strangled, no longer able to make a clear chirp.

Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She knew that she couldn't panic at this moment. She had to be the mainstay of everyone's life.

"Don't worry, everyone. I'll go to the cloth shop in town to check out the situation." After saying that, she stood up and walked out of the room quickly. Lu Qing followed closely behind her. The two of them walked one in front and the other behind, and their figures carried a sense of determination.

The cloth shop in the town was still the same. Boss Zhang still squinted his eyes, his greasy face full of smiles, like a miser, with his teeth showing and his eyes not visible.

"Hey, isn't this the third daughter-in-law of the Lu family? What brings you here?" His shrill voice gave people goosebumps.

Shen Qiqi didn't beat around the bush with him and went straight to the point: "Boss Zhang, I'm here to buy some cotton thread. Is the price still the same?" She tried her best to make her tone sound calmer, but the sharpness in her eyes was hard to conceal.

When Boss Zhang heard this, a gleam of light immediately flashed in his squinting eyes, and his smile became even brighter. "Hey, Mrs. Lu San, what you said is true. The market situation is different now. The price of cotton thread has increased recently. The price needs to be increased by 30%." He asked for a sky-high price, with a hint of gloating in his tone, as if he had grasped the other party's lifeline.

"What? A 30% increase? Why don't you just go and grab it!" Shen Qiqi could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She slammed the table with a loud bang, and the abacus on the table jumped up.

The air around seemed to freeze, and the store suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Boss Zhang was startled by Shen Qiqi's behavior, but he quickly regained his cunning appearance. "I say, Mrs. Lu, don't lose your temper with me. These days, whoever has the goods is the boss! You either accept it or you don't. It's up to you!"

Shen Qiqi was so angry that her chest heaved violently. She stared at Boss Zhang's hateful face, wishing she could punch him.

"You..." She was about to say something, but Lu Qing gently pulled her arm.

"Wife, don't argue with him." Lu Qing's voice was low and magnetic, like a tranquilizer, calming Shen Qiqi down a little.

Shen Qiqi took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. She knew that now was not the time to lose her temper.

She turned to Lu Qing and said, "Let's go." After that, the two of them turned around and left the cloth shop, leaving only Boss Zhang's smug laughter echoing in the air.

"What should I do? Am I really going to be caught by this black-hearted boss?" Shen Qiqi muttered to herself as she walked.

Lu Qing put his arm around her shoulders and comforted her, "Don't worry, there are always more solutions than problems." He paused, looked into the distance, and said meaningfully, "Perhaps, we should change our thinking."

Lu Qing smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Shen Qiqi's ear, and whispered a few words.

Shen Qiqi's eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky, dazzling and brilliant.

"Great! Why didn't I think of that?" She slapped her thigh excitedly and almost jumped up.

Lu Qing brought Shen Qiqi to a remote courtyard on the outskirts of the town.

The mottled wooden door and the walls covered with ivy exude a mysterious atmosphere.

When I pushed the door open, I saw a white-haired old man sitting in the yard, sipping tea leisurely.

"Uncle Li, long time no see!" Lu Qing greeted him warmly.

The old man put down his teacup, squinted his eyes and looked at Shen Qiqi, and said slowly: "This is your wife, right? She is really smart and understands everything."

Shen Qiqi hurried forward to greet him and explain her purpose.

It turned out that Lu Qing met this Mr. Li by chance. He had traveled a lot in his early years and had a lot of connections and resources in his hands.

The cotton thread crisis was resolved thanks to the clues he provided.

Uncle Li readily agreed to provide a large amount of low-priced, high-quality cotton thread, even lower than Boss Zhang's previous price.

When Shen Qiqi heard the news, she jumped up excitedly, hugged Lu Qing, and kissed him on the face excitedly.

"Hubby, you're amazing!"

Lu Qing hugged Shen Qiqi tightly, feeling her joy, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

This sudden sweet attack filled the air with pink bubbles.

When the news reached the village, the women cheered and ran around to tell each other.

Aunt Wang was so moved that she burst into tears. She held Shen Qiqi's hand tightly, choking with sobs and unable to speak.

Uncle Lu's daughter was so happy that she danced with joy, as if she saw piles of money waving at her.

With the raw material crisis resolved, the hand-woven textile project is back on track and its profits far exceed expectations.

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