There are many customers in the cloth shop choosing fabrics.
Some young women put the cloth on their husbands to show them how to do it, while others put the cloth on their own bodies to let their husbands see.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing stopped in their tracks, not because the other couples were very close, but because it was their first time in a cloth shop.
Yan Funing lowered her voice and asked, "Do you know how many feet of cloth it takes to make a set of clothes?"
Fu Ciyi couldn't help but ask, "You're a woman, don't you know?"
"But I've never sewed clothes."
"Then it's even more impossible for me."
The cloth shop owner saw a young couple who looked like a golden boy and a beautiful girl coming in through the door. They just stood there chatting and didn't come forward.
Seeing that their clothes were very expensive, he thought they were important customers and greeted them with a smile.
"We have fine brocades and soft silk in our shop. Would you like to take a look?"
Yan Funing pondered over it. She didn't know how to ask, and being laughed at was fine. Anyway, it was a big piece of meat, so she asked, "Boss, how much is one foot of cloth? How many feet of cloth are there in a piece of cloth?"
The cloth shop owner asked with a smile, "Are you looking for brocade or soft silk?"
Yan Funing said calmly, "Cotton and linen."
Upon hearing this, the boss' smile faded a lot.
He was a little surprised. The couple was well dressed, so why were they asking about cotton and linen?
But if there is business, I definitely want to do it.
After all, there was a cloth shop across the street, and he could make as much money as he could.
He patiently explained, "A piece of cloth is forty feet. Fine cotton is a bit more expensive, priced at two hundred coins per piece. Linen is cheaper, priced at one hundred and fifty coins per piece. Oh, and coarse cloth too."
Yan Funing asked again, "What kind of material is coarse cloth?"
"Coarse cloth is also called homespun cloth. It's also a cotton fabric, and its feel isn't as good as fine cotton. It's even cheaper than linen, a hundred coins a piece." The boss led the man into the store and insisted on introducing brocade. "Our brocade is two taels a piece. Your husband is handsome, and it will look good on you."
Yan Funing turned her head to look at the tall Fu Ciyi beside her. He was indeed very handsome.
Many married women in the store secretly glanced at him.
At this time, Fu Ciyi said: "Bring one piece of linen and one piece of coarse cloth suitable for men, and three pieces of fine cotton cloth suitable for women."
The cloth shop owner saw that they were not buying silk and satin, but still asked for five pieces of cloth, which was considered a considerable deal.
Then he smiled more cordially: "You really don't consider other fabrics?"
Yan Funing thought to herself, Fu Ciyi has delicate skin and tender flesh, and he can't let the linen and coarse cloth rub his skin.
And her skin is particularly delicate, so she should buy fine cotton cloth.
Thinking of this, she grabbed Fu Ciyi's arm and said, "Let me tell you."
What he just said was that he gave the right to choose the color to the store owner. How can this be possible?
People who do business have their own business philosophy. They will definitely sell the colors that are not selling well first.
Fu Ciyi looked down at the tender little white hand that was holding his arm...
My arms seem a little stiff.
It’s not right if you act with dignity, and it’s not right if you don’t.
If it hangs down, it means she can't grab it. Will she cry then?
Before he could think it through, Yan Funing had already let go of his arm and took a step forward.
She spread out five fingers and said, "Boss, we want five pieces of muslin. I'll choose the color myself."
When the coarse linen cloth was replaced with fine cotton, the boss smiled more kindly.
"Okay, pick for yourself." He raised his hand and pointed at the cabinets one by one. "This row is full of fine cotton cloth, in all kinds of colors."
Hearing that another guest was calling him, he said to Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi, "Take your time to choose. I'll go and greet the other guests first."
The two nodded and stood in front of the closet.
"What color do you prefer?"
Yan Funing looked up and occasionally reached out to touch the fabric.
Fu Ciyi didn't even think about it and said bluntly: "Black."
Yan Funing: "The dark brocade looks good, but the dark cotton wouldn't look good."
Fu Ciyi: "You can choose whatever you want."
Yan Funing: "So I've made my decision?"
Fu Ciyi: “Yeah.”
Yan Funing turned around and shouted, "Boss, we've made our choice."
The boss handed the other customer over to the waiter and went to Yan Funing: "What did you choose? I'll help you take it down."
"I want one bolt each of indigo, ultramarine, lilac, lotus root, and aquamarine." Yan Funing leaned closer to him and whispered, "Five bolts of fine cotton cloth will cost one ounce of silver. Boss, could you spare some extra cloth? That way, I can use it as embellishments for my clothes."
The boss laughed when he heard this and said softly, "I've seen people bargaining, but I've never seen anyone like you."
There are many customers buying cloth, and once they start bargaining, other customers will follow suit.
If the price is finally pushed down, his profit will be less.
If the transaction fails, the customer will run to the cloth shop across the street.
This young lady was really smart. She discussed with him in a low voice and didn't bargain directly. Giving him some small change of cloth was no big deal.
Anyway, he had plenty of leftover cloth in his cloth shop, so he nodded in agreement.
He took the five rolls of fine cotton cloth she wanted from the closet and placed them on the counter. He then lowered his voice and said, "I'm going to the back to get some leftover cloth. Next time you want to buy silk or satin, you have to come to me. My last name is Wang, and the one across the street is Wang. Don't make any mistakes."
Yan Funing nodded with a smile: "Okay, Boss Wang."
The young lady was pretty and her smile was so delightful that Boss Wang even walked more briskly.
After a while, he brought out a brown paper bag and placed it on the counter.
"It's all in there, all in the colors girls like." He patted the paper bag and lowered his voice, "Don't open it now, it might be embarrassing for other guests."
"I know."
Yan Funing nodded and lowered her head to take out the purse from her waist.
Before she took off her purse, Fu Ciyi had already placed one or two taels of silver on the counter.
The cloth shop owner took the silver and said with a smile, "My dear, your husband has already paid."
Yan Funing looked at Fu Ciyi: "You..."
"Put the purse away." Fu Ciyi said calmly, folded the five pieces of cloth, picked them up, and walked away.
Yan Funing took the paper bag and threw it into the backpack, then hurriedly followed him.
"Did you earn your money by copying books?"
"Well, I only copied three books this time, so I didn't make much money."
"You made one or two taels of silver from three books?"
"One and a half ounces."
"That's a lot, but it's a bit hard." Yan Funing thought for a moment and pointed to the incense and candle shop not far away, "Let's go buy some candles. We can't damage our eyes."
Fu Ciyi's steps paused uncontrollably.
He didn't know whether she said that out of concern for him, or because she thought he could make money copying books, so she told him not to damage his eyes?
Yan Funing walked over quickly, and seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, she turned her head and called out to him, "Hurry up."
Fu Ciyi took another step forward.
The two of them entered the incense and candle shop.
The shop owner saw her coming again, this time with a young man who was carrying five pieces of cloth.
A family that can buy five pieces of cloth at once is not considered too poor.
Moreover, this man was so handsome that she couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Then, she asked Yan Funing, "Miss, what do you want to buy today?"
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