She paused, then her eyes slowly moved around, looking Zhuang Zhou up and down, and then said softly:

"Do you want me to call you...little brother too?"

She deliberately dragged out the ending tone of the word "little brother".

This made Zhuang Zhou shudder.

Thinking that Sister Qian was a widow, Zhuang Zhou felt even more nervous.

This look is a bit scary!

Quickly changing the subject, he said:

"Sister Qian, how are the clothes I ordered?"

"Don't worry! Since I promised you that you would pick up the goods before noon tomorrow, I will naturally do it."

"Sister Qian misunderstood. It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I sent you more silk."

Then, Zhuang Zhou pointed to the silk on the back seat of the motorcycle:

“Next, I will continue making clothes.

Sister Qian will make as much of these silks as she can, still following the pattern of the first one.

As for the wages, just tell me the amount and I'll have someone send it to you."

Sister Qian had actually seen the silks a long time ago, but she didn't expect that this guy really trusted her.

Dele!

When big business comes to you, there is no reason to turn it away.

Sister Qian called out and asked Uncle He to lead people out to move all the silk into the shop.

Then Sister Qian also specifically instructed:

"Uncle He, Mr. Zhuang's silks should be stored in a separate place. These are all high-quality fabrics, so don't mix them up!"

Uncle He responded with a "wuuuu" sound and then left.

Zhuang Zhou looked at it strangely and couldn't help asking:

"Sister Qian, is Uncle He mute?"

Sister Qian was a little uncomfortable with Zhuang Zhou's directness.

But he nodded and said:

"Yes, Uncle He can't speak, but his fabric-cutting skills are among the best in Chang'an."

Zhuang Zhou hummed, nodded and said:

"It seems that when God closes a door, he will definitely open another window for him."

Sister Qian was stunned when she heard this:

"Brother Zhuang, what you said sounds quite interesting!"

As she spoke, she slowly walked to the front of the motorcycle and reached out to touch it.

Slowly said:

"Brother Zhuang, your iron donkey looks quite interesting. I'd also like to try it if I have the chance."

"No problem! Sister Qian!"

Zhuang Zhou agreed without thinking:

"When I'm done with this, I'll take you for a ride!"