Xianjin opened his mouth, not knowing whether to explain from the word "ao" or the word "lai"...
"It's probably... a shop between 'Fubai' and Jingxian shop."
Speak according to the mountain you are on.
Madam Qu values profit, so the only way to convince her is with profit.
Xianjin gently placed his chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, pondered for a moment, then placed his hands neatly on the table and said in a steady voice, "'Fubai' is expensive and scarce, and it's sold out every time. Xuancheng Prefecture has a flourishing literary atmosphere and smooth transportation. There are many official families and big merchants. The transportation of salt, tea, and even wine is among the best in the entire Southern Zhili. They can afford our price and are willing to pay it."
Madam Qu nodded.
Xianjin said again, "But, this is only a small number of people. We didn't make money from everyone. As I said before, if 'Fubai' increases its production, customers will definitely leave. Since 'Fubai' doesn't work, why don't we find another way and reopen the store to distinguish the quality and variety of paper from 'Fubai', lower the price, and include most people in Xuancheng Prefecture?"
Madam Qu pursed her lips in astonishment and murmured, "Everyone who opens a branch store has to follow the same price as the main store..."
"So, Chen Ji is not in the list of 'everyone'." Xian Jin's eyes were firm, "Our Chen Ji is the Chen Ji that no one else can catch up with - Madam, in business, one must have good products and be bold. If you look ahead and behind, you can only pick up what others have left."
Old Madam Qu looked at Xianjin with complicated eyes, her heart seemed to be struck by lightning in the chaos, and a fleeting gleam of light flashed in her old and turbid eyes.
"We are Chen Ji."
Madam Qu sighed softly, scooped another bowl of chicken soup for Xianjin, sprinkled a few green onions gently, motioned Xianjin to drink first, then glanced at Second Aunt Qu and said softly, "Ask the kitchen to stew a bowl of soup for Miss Qiao every other day."
Aunt Qu smiled and accepted it.
Xianjin was stunned, not understanding why the rhythm suddenly jumped to Baozhu Panghua drinking soup...
Madam Qu turned her eyes again, and her thin and protruding cheekbones smoothed down as if relieved of a heavy burden, and her whole face unexpectedly had a rounded and smooth feeling, "If you want to do it, just try it first..."
Xianjin smiled and said yes.
Madam Qu looked at the little girl's slightly raised lips, lowered her eyes gently, and changed the subject to another matter, "I heard that your father has set up a female household for you. I don't agree with it. If a girl's family sets up a female household, it will be difficult for her to get married in the future. Do you know this?"
Xianjin nodded.
When a virgin girl sets up her own household, her husband's family will be suspicious whether she is restless and is a maverick - nowadays, except for those who spin their hair on their own, widows, daughters of families with no descendants, and those living in nunneries, it is rare for women to set up their own households.
"What will you do when you get married?" Madam Qu said calmly, "Even if I give you more dowry, you can only marry into a family with a low lintel. They will rely on your dowry to live their whole lives, and they will not always use your status as a female household to suppress and neglect you."
It's a bit embarrassing to show money: Help, waiting online, it's urgent, what's it like when a boss you never get along with suddenly cares about your private life...
"Is it possible that I don't want to get married?" After the embarrassment, Xian Jin hesitated and murmured in a low voice.
Old Madam Qu blinked, as if her cognition had been broken through.
Xianjin watched the thousands of ships passing by in the hot pot, leaving only one boat floating on the other side, and said lightly, "I now earn eighteen or twenty yuan a month, which is more than a regular seventh-rank county magistrate. As a woman, I can have permanent property and buy land and houses. As long as the Chen family is still there, as long as you allow me, I can go forward with no worries about food and clothing - paying tribute, becoming a royal merchant. After the Chen family becomes successful, we can also develop across industries, such as construction, printing, book sales, and exclusive supply for the Imperial College... We can even move to the capital, and the Chen family will change its name to become a real big merchant who can make rain with a wave of his hand and cloud with a wave of his hand. As the chief shopkeeper, I will be very glorious and popular."
"I can't live like this. Should I get married and have children? Should I indulge in the daily life in the backyard, calculating the daily necessities, feeding the baby, changing diapers, and getting up three or five times in the middle of the night to comfort the baby?"
"If I were sick, I would probably choose this."
Xianjin looked at the hot pot. The Chinese spinach in the pot had been cooked into dark green dry ropes.
When a boss you don't like discusses his personal life with you, you should just paint a picture for him! A big picture! A pancake! A pancake filled with eggs!
Choked to death!
Madam Qu's throat really felt like it was blocked by a large foreign object. She opened her lips and was about to speak, but found that no sound came out.
She...she could actually understand what Xianjin meant!
The strange thing is, she actually understood!
Madam Qu didn't say anything, and Xianjin didn't continue talking either. The only sound between the two of them was the gurgling sound of the boiling hot pot.
"It's getting late, you should go back and rest first."
After an unknown amount of time, Madam Qu finally spoke.
Xianjin nodded, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute—" Madam Qu called Xianjin to stop, and the fatigue in her deep eye sockets was revealed without reservation, "You really don't want to get married?"
Xianjin nodded heavily.
"Do you swear?" Madam Qu asked in a deep voice.
Xianjin:...
What's so good about this?
Even if she doesn't get married, if she really meets a young guy with eight-pack abs, she can still fall in love!
Xianjin pursed his lips and was about to speak, but Madam Qu smiled introspectively, "Forget it! - If you don't get married, the Chen family will definitely be your most solid backing."
"Whether you are just blaming me or just refusing to do anything, you can do whatever you want to do after you transfer people and pay money to complete the process. You can report the profit and loss situation to me directly every quarter. You don't need to ask for my approval for other things."
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