Now, looking at the costs Jiang Shuwan incurred...

Goodness!

Forget about rent or management fees, just pay them! They'll pay them all!

If we don't give them to them, we're cowards!

What an idiot!

"Young Madam, when shall we sign the contract?"

"If you ask me, there's no time like the present, let's sign it today."

"Let's not pay the rent every six months. We have the money. How about paying for a year first, or even three years? We're willing as long as the young mistress is willing."

Everyone surrounded Jiang Shuwan, eager to sign the move-in contract immediately.

The shrewd and experienced businessman could tell from these glass pieces that Donglai Street had unlimited potential for wealth in the future.

Not only do nobles of our dynasty come to visit, but merchants from other countries also come upon hearing the news.

They will completely monopolize the supply of high-end market goods.

Those who are not qualified to move in can only eat their leftovers.

What!

You're saying that those aristocratic families who employ embroiderers and craftsmen don't necessarily buy things from their shops?

ridiculous!

The embroiderers and artisans they supported numbered in the hundreds and thousands. Not only were they highly skilled, but their monthly wages were also higher than those of the servants in aristocratic families.

The servants of noble families received a fixed monthly salary and occasionally a bonus; they were nowhere near as enthusiastic about their work as the artisans and embroiderers.

One earns a stable salary, while the other battles in the market every day; their skills are not on the same level.

"Brother Nai, go and get the contracts for the clan heads. We can sign the contracts, but let me make this clear from the start: I have many rules. You can move in, but you have to abide by the rules."

The merchants hurriedly looked at the terms and conditions under the contract, which were densely packed with hygiene standards, service standards, and decoration standards, making them dizzy with envy.

In addition to various security patrol teams, the rules are even stricter than those of the food street. However, there is no price supervision team. As long as the prices are clearly marked and customers are not cheated, they can sell whatever they want.

The merchants immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The things they do are not like those in the food street, which have little technical content and relatively stable prices. Even if it's just a fan, the price can increase several times over depending on the embroiderer.

There are also some gold and jade artifacts, whose prices vary drastically depending on their place of origin.

If Jiang Shuwan gets to decide the price, that's just too much of a bully!

Especially those who sell food, unlike those who sell jewelry and ornaments and can make a living for half a year after opening, they sell tea, snacks and meals, some of which are high-volume sellers with moderate prices.

Some businesses offer a quiet and luxurious atmosphere and service; if they were priced according to the original prices of tea and snacks, they would lose a fortune.

Especially for those important people, if they were to be treated like those little shops on the street corner, charging a penny for a bowl of tea, they would feel insulted.

"Young Madam, we've read the rules, we'll sign them."

The merchants rushed to sign contracts with Jiang Shuwan.

Those who sign up first get to choose their seats first, hehe, what a bargain!

Song Yi observed their actions and his gaze darkened.

Song Family Treasure House has resumed supplying goods, and customers have returned. However, judging from the attitude of these businessmen, he may not be able to compete with them when Donglin Street opens.

Ultimately, the Song family shouldn't have continued to act as middlemen, to the point that when others stopped supplying them with goods, they had nothing to sell.

The Song family has been running the business for three generations, so they should also support a group of their own artisans and embroiderers. This will definitely increase the cost, but in the long run, the benefits will outweigh the costs.

Moreover, Jiang Shuwan had told him last time that if the Song family put up the signboard, they could sell even a wooden clog for an astronomical price.

That's really strange.

Wooden clogs are mostly made of pumice wood, yellow mulberry wood, and bitter pine wood, costing only a few coins, yet Jiang Shuwan sells them as if they're worth tens of taels of silver.

I also talked to him about things like brand effect, but he only had a vague understanding of them and still doesn't understand what they mean.

Treasure House's century-old reputation is due to their honesty and integrity, treating everyone, young and old, with honesty and trustworthiness.

If a pair of wooden clogs were sold for tens of taels of silver, customers would smash up the shop's signboard...

Song Yi shook his head, deciding not to think about these things for the time being. As soon as he got home, he started recruiting artisans. Because he was going to compete with the most powerful group of merchants in the entire kingdom, he was very generous with his wages. As a result, many artisans and embroiderers brought their works to apply for the job.

When other merchants heard about this, fearing that their craftsmen would run away, they quickly improved their treatment as well.

In this way, the status of these craftsmen improved, and their lives became much better. Seeing that they were living well, more and more people became craftsmen, and many skills that should have been lost in history were preserved.

Of course, that's a story for another time.

At this moment, Jiang Shuwan was talking with the head guard in the private room.

"We originally disguised ourselves as ordinary merchants, pretending to be transporting ordinary goods, but we still managed to get away with it along the way, and many bandits came to rob and kill us."

"However, they didn't know we were transporting glass; they only thought we were transporting porcelain."

"The brothers fought their way here, the journey was arduous, and they traveled through rainy nights. One of their carriages even overturned, resulting in the loss of more than twenty pieces of glass."

The head guard pointed to the last carriage as he spoke.

The glass on the carriage was broken, but they couldn't bear to throw it away. They picked up the pieces and transported them to the capital.

The merchants who had signed the contracts also saw the broken glass and were so heartbroken they almost fainted.

"What a waste of resources! What a waste of resources..."

"This cart must have been worth tens of thousands of taels of silver, and now it's all broken. It's heartbreaking..."

Seeing the guard captain's apologetic expression, Jiang Shuwan quickly comforted him, "General, there's no need to mind. It's just a cartload of glass; we have plenty more."

Her words made Qingxing and Naige behind her widen their eyes in surprise.

What does it mean to be "just a cartload of glass"?

Glass is so expensive...

And then there are...

Where is it?

Is it in a dream?

Miss, you seem to have forgotten that you can't even afford tea that costs ten taels of silver...

The two listened intently until the very end, finally understanding why Jiang Shuwan was so wealthy and powerful.

She actually owns a glass workshop in the North!

no!

How could they not know?

They're with the prostitutes every day, how come they haven't heard about this?

Both Qingxing and her brother were dumbfounded, especially Qingxing, who served Jiang Shuwan day and night. As Jiang Shuwan's personal secretary, there was nothing she didn't know.

She knew absolutely nothing about the glass workshop.

Miss, you did something so big without saying a word?

Moreover, this shipment of glassware is only the first batch; the second and third batches are already on their way.

no……

This first batch is already invaluable, but what about the second and third batches?

Qingxing almost fainted.

Who is it that always claims to be so poor that he can't even afford tea costing ten taels of silver, yet secretly becomes a tycoon behind their backs...?

The little girl looked at Jiang Shuwan with a resentful expression.

She was so foolish to believe her mistress's lies and even scrimped and saved every day, preparing to take out her private savings to help her mistress in an emergency.

Waaaaaah~~/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

She couldn't even afford a glass cup with that little money.