However, she did not immediately go up to greet Yun Zhiyi.

Instead, he nodded to her, and only walked back quickly after seeing the guest out.

"Master, you've arrived."

Yun Zhiyi smiled at her, her eyes full of satisfaction.

Seeing that there were still many guests who needed her service, she refused to go into the tea room.

"I just came to take a look. How's the shop doing lately?"

"Everything is going well. We've already built up our reputation. Oh, and the first batch of new custom-made clothes will be available in seven days. I'd like to have an opening ceremony then."

Yun Zhiyi nodded, "It's fine if you decide."

As she spoke, she gently grasped the bedpost of the embroidered bed and smiled, "This thing is quite nice. Who came up with the idea?"

Speaking of this, You Niang's face lit up with a smile.

"This is all thanks to the boss. It was Xiaohe who came up with the idea. Not only embroidery, but once the reputation of custom-made clothes is established, we can also set up a place where customers can experience making clothes on-site. I thought these ideas were all good, so I adopted them. We tried them out first, and the results were quite good."

When Yun Zhiyi heard "Xiao He," she thought for a moment before realizing that it referred to Li Erhua.

She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

That girl is indeed a quick-witted person.

She nodded. "That's a good idea. We can hire another embroidery master as our ace, and give that girl an extra tael or two in bonus this month."

"Okay." Youniang clearly liked Li Erhua quite a bit, and her eyes were filled with genuine joy when she heard this.

"Alright, I won't bother you any longer, I'll be going now."

"Alright, take care, boss."

The two stood to one side and spoke in hushed tones, and no one else could stand over to listen.

So everyone just assumed that she had seen off another guest.

After leaving the clothing store, Yun Zhiyi headed to Yun Juan Cloth Shop.

Compared to the 'flashy' Yun Shu Yi Ge, Yun Juan Bu Zhuang is much simpler.

Like other shops, the signboard is black with gold lettering, bearing the four characters "Yun Juan Cloth Shop".

The store has also been decorated a little.

The long counter in the middle, where the fabrics were placed, was removed.

Some wooden poles are suspended from the upper beam.

Strips of cloth hung down from the pole, layer upon layer, making it feel like a maze when you walked in.

However, the selection is dazzling and you can even touch it.

Below each hanging strip of cloth, there is a small wooden sign with a red paper pasted on it, indicating the name and price of the cloth.

The entire middle section is made of fabric.

After passing through the long cloth maze, you will see a long counter in the center against the wall.

Behind the counter, the entire wall is made up of custom-made fabric racks, neatly displaying various beautifully packaged fabrics.

Several cloth catalogs were also made on the counter for customers to browse at any time.

The counter is divided into left and right sides.

On the left is the common fabric section, featuring more affordable and mainstream products.

On the right are higher-end fabrics.

There's a small door to the left of the counter, which leads directly to a wooden staircase.

Going upstairs is a small attic, which is a rest area specially provided for high-end customers.

Yun Zhiyi did not go up, nor did she reveal her identity, nor did she ask the shop assistant to call Ping'er over.

After looking around and not finding anything amiss, I left.

Overall, Youniang and Ping'er did a pretty good job.

They clearly put a lot of thought and effort into it.

After inspecting both stores, she headed home.

Meanwhile, inside a residence in the city.

Yu Shaolian lay half-dead on the recliner, looking as listless as if he had been drained dry by a demon.

He was holding a delicate bamboo tube in his hands, biting on a barley stalk, and gulping it down.

Before long, he realized that the milk tea was almost empty. He frowned, threw away the barley straw, and tilted his head back to pour all the toppings into his mouth.

After finishing his meal, he exhaled and subconsciously reached out to touch the pastries on the table.

When I reached for the plate, it was empty. I turned around and realized there was only an empty plate left.

He suddenly stood up and immediately called for help.

The servant boy came running over shortly afterward.

"Young Master."

Yu Shaolian glared at him, "What's going on? You only made a few pastries today? Who do you think you are? Do you think your young master has such a small appetite?"

The servant realized what was happening and immediately looked distressed.

"Young master, these are all the ones we bought yesterday. We haven't bought today's yet; they're probably still in line."

"What? Wasn't there quite a lot yesterday?" Yu Shaolian exclaimed, his eyes wide.

The servant glanced at him and muttered, "Young master, you ate all day yesterday."

Yu Shaolian paused, then became enraged.

"How much can I eat by myself? It's all because you guys are useless, buying so little. Who's going to eat that much?"

The servant shrank back, inwardly grumbling.

Young master, why don't you go and talk to Master Yun? What's the use of getting angry at them?

As time went by, Yun Zhiyi's stores became increasingly well-known, and naturally, the number of customers also increased.

Every day, demand exceeds supply.

The ingredients for making these things are not things that can be easily stockpiled, so it is impossible to increase production on a large scale.

The only solution is to implement purchase restrictions.

Yun Su Fang's purchase limit has now been changed from a maximum of five of each type of pastry to a maximum of three types of pastries per person, with no more than five of each type.

Starting next month, a lottery system will even be implemented, which the guests are unaware of yet; otherwise, there would probably be another wave of complaints.

Especially people like Yu Shaolian.

He's had terrible luck; for eight days in a row, no one has been able to draw a number to buy groceries.

Even with the strictest diet, I've gone four days without fruits and vegetables.

The only thing that could comfort him was that Qionglu Pavilion and Yunsufang could barely soothe his heart.

Although they are hard to buy, at least you can buy them every day.

However, the quantity he could buy was getting smaller and smaller, making him eat very frugally every day, and he couldn't spend his money.

The worst part is that he had previously sent a white jade melon to his master, which actually caught a fish, allowing him to get some money from his master to continue searching for good things.

But now, even money can't buy it, and that's what's truly painful.

"What's with that expression? Are you cursing me in your heart?"

The servant was startled and quickly shook his head, "I wouldn't dare."

"I wouldn't dare, humph, I think you're more than brave. What are you standing there for? Go and urge him on, do you want your young master to starve to death?"

The servant was startled and hurriedly nodded and ran outside.

Yu Shaolian was in a bad mood, so he lay down again and habitually reached for some snacks on the plate.

After emptying his hand, he stared blankly at it, then smacked his lips, looking like he couldn't quit.

"This is unbearable."

He sat up abruptly, frowning and muttering.

"No, this can't go on. We need to think of a way..."

He paced back and forth in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he slammed his fist into his palm.

"Perhaps."

After thinking it over, he summoned another servant.

"Go to Weimanzhai and find out if Manager Lu is in the building today. Also, find out if he's hiring a manager."

If you can't beat them, join them.

He can do without wages, or even accept fruits and vegetables in return.

Yun Zhiyi was unaware that she had stolen the male lead's lucky cat figurine while ordering fruits and vegetables.

As soon as she returned to the farm, she sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

The air was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.