Pei Li was about to go crazy. Looking at those bright, colorful, and lively silks, he felt like a heavy hammer had hit his heart hard.

Any one of these silks could crush the silk of his Pei family, which was totally unacceptable to him.

His Pei family is the overlord of Yizhou silk!

But at this moment, he was like a clown. Originally, there were three pieces of silk as the finale, which made Pei Li feel that after this silk appreciation meeting, his Pei family's silk would surpass the second place and compete for the first place.

Especially when the rare color of Tianshuibi was brought out, it was very likely that Pei family silk would become a tribute, but now it has become a joke.

When Pei Li saw the colorful silk, he was stunned.

It takes extremely advanced craftsmanship to combine two colors and make the transition between the two colors natural. Even the Pei family cannot say that they are very good at combining colors.

But now he saw something, seven colors appeared on a piece of silk, each color transitioned naturally, without any trace of deliberate splicing.

This is simply unbelievable and beyond imagination. How was this done?

So much silk and those pottery were definitely not snatched by the eldest and second brothers. After Pei Yi died, although Pei Li did not contact Pei Zhong, Pei Feng did.

If Pei Zhong really had so many good things, how could he eat grass roots and tree bark during a famine?

These silks would cause a sensation even if they were taken to Jiangnan, not to mention in Yizhou.

He began to doubt what Pei Yanshu said. There were so many goods he had never seen before, and now there were exquisite ceramics and silks that were comparable to tribute. Could two bandits really have robbed them?

But if it wasn't snatched away by his two brothers, then where did Pei Yun get it from?

Pei Li felt like his brain was about to burn up. He really couldn't figure it out.

Pei Feng looked at the many nobles waving their silver bills and surrounding Pei Yun, especially those ladies who deliberately rubbed against Pei Yun, which made Pei Feng envious and jealous.

This should have been the day for his Pei family to shine, and those men and women should have come to take advantage of him, but now all of that was ruined.

It seemed that their silk appreciation party was held just to fulfill Pei Yun's wish.

Didn't they say Pei Yun was killed by the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles? Why is he still alive?

Pei Feng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deeply into his palms. He felt that his luck seemed to have improved since Pei Yun assassinated him.

First he joined an army of insurgents, then he got engaged to the princess, and then he stole the show at a silk appreciation party.

Pei Feng felt that Pei Yun had robbed him of his luck. Isn't it said that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future? Where is my good fortune in the future?

"Everyone, if you didn't buy silk today, you can go to Jinyunfang in Jinduan Lane tomorrow. You can get as much silk as you want then."

Liu Yiyi's voice rang out, and in just a short while, all the silks that Pei Yun took out were sold out, and many nobles were still reluctant to buy more.

There were so many colors; they had never seen silk in so many colors before. They wanted them all and were disappointed if they couldn’t buy any. But when they heard that they could go to the shop to buy them tomorrow, they were immediately happy.

No one wanted to stay for the silk appreciation party. The best silks were all with Pei Yun, and the new products had already been displayed. So they simply went back to the inn and waited until tomorrow.

Soon, the group of nobles left without a trace, and the exhibitors also felt that it was meaningless. All the limelight this year had been taken by the Liu family, so they decided to go home.

Soon, most of the venue was empty, with only a few guys left to clean up the mess. The three boxes that the Pei family had carefully prepared were now lying alone on the stage, like three jokes.

…

"I'm back."

Pei family.

Pei Yanshu did not stay at the Silk Appreciation Party all the time. After letting Pei Li go to exhibit his new products, he came back. He was old and liked quietness. He was not used to noisy places.

Moreover, everything that needed to be done had been done, and he didn't need to stay at the venue. He could already foresee what kind of sensation the appearance of the Pei family's three new products at the venue would cause.

Therefore, there was no need for him to stay at the meeting place. He could just come back and wait for Pei Li's report.

Seeing Pei Li and Pei Feng coming back at this moment, Pei Yanshu felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong after asking a question. What were the expressions on his son and grandson's faces?

I feel like I ate shit, why does my face look so gloomy?

Pei Yanshu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. Could it be that something went wrong with the Silk Appreciation Club?

No, who can compare to the Tianshuibi that is kept in the bottom of the box?

"Dad, we lost. We lost completely."

Pei Li spoke in a deep voice.

Pei Yanshu frowned, "What do you mean? Can't Tianshuibi suppress the Liu family? The Liu family has a better color than Tianshuibi, this is absolutely impossible!"

Pei Yanshu's vision is not comparable to Pei Li's. He knows very well that once the color Tianshuibi is launched, it will definitely be very popular. He also asked Zhang Chu, and this color is not available in Jiangnan.

Even if the Liu family bought goods from Jiangnan, it would be impossible for them to find a better color than Tianshuibi.

“Grandpa, it’s not the Liu family, it’s Pei Yun, he’s not dead!”

"The silk he brought out is better than the one my Pei family has, and he also has Tianshuibi. Not only Tianshuibi, but also various color-matching silks, with up to seven colors."

"We didn't sell a single piece of silk at this silk appreciation meeting. All the nobles went to buy Pei Yun's silk, and he only priced it at fifty taels, which is half the price of ours."

"Besides, it should be Pei Yun who asked Liu Yiyi to suppress our ceramic business."

Pei Feng opened his mouth, and after he finished speaking, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

"What? What did you say?"

"Pei Yun is not dead!"

Pei Yanshu opened his eyes wide and raised his voice.

Pei Feng nodded, "Alive and well."

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