Zhu Jiayu is too young.
But it is precisely because she is so young that her achievements are particularly remarkable.
How many people could be like her, able to revive the nearly bankrupt Zhu Family Embroidery Workshop in such a short time? And who else could be as steady and considerate as her, who could have closed Yao Fang Pavilion with just a word if she wanted to, but she spared Madam Song and Yao Fang Pavilion.
Perhaps they really had some intention to support the younger generation, because after leaving Xuan Yantang, all the senior members of the embroidery and cloth shops spontaneously sided with Zhu Jiayu.
Within a day or two, everyone in the streets and alleys knew about Zhu Jiayu's ingenious designs. With her clever ideas and exquisite embroidery skills, the high price of one hundred taels for a piece of embroidery seemed reasonable and understandable.
Seizing the opportunity, Zhu Jiayu launched more than ten new embroidery pieces at Xuanyan Hall a few days later, priced from one hundred to one hundred and fifty taels of silver. Each embroidery piece, from its conception to the painting and the finished product, was exquisite and exceptional. Not to mention, each piece was inscribed with poems by renowned scholars of the city, exuding the utmost elegance.
After this battle, the Zhu Family Embroidery Workshop truly became a place that the ladies and young women in the upper-class circles of Suiping City praised.
In the past, those noble ladies and pampered young ladies liked to wear dresses from the Zhu family's embroidery workshop simply because the embroiderers trained by Zhu Jiayu were highly skilled, and the patterns they embroidered were lifelike and pleasing to the eye.
But now they choose Zhu Family Embroidery Workshop because they feel that only by wearing clothes from Zhu Family Embroidery Workshop can they show their noble status.
"Miss, you are truly amazing! When I saw you set the price so high, I thought no one would buy it, and my palms have been sweating with nervousness these past few days!"
Inside the Zhu residence, Lüzheng watched Manager Liao's departing figure and exclaimed in amazement, thinking of the thick account book in his hand.
She had seen Manager Liao come to the mansion to hand over accounts before, but each time he only had a thin ledger. This was the first time she had seen such a thick ledger in Manager Liao's hands.
Miss, you are amazing!
Zhu Jiayu pinched her round little face: "What's there to worry about? Your young lady is so capable, what can't she do?"
Having spent many years in the world of fame and fortune in her previous life, no one was more confident than her in understanding the thoughts of these ladies.
People are born into different social classes. For those in high positions, the most important thing is to display their noble status.
Beautiful and talented maids, exquisite food, and luxurious carriages were all symbols of their social class.
She did not break the rule, but subtly integrated the embroidery of Xuanyantang into it.
It's a very simple thing. It's just that no one had done it before, so it's surprising that she did it.
"However, aren't you afraid that someone will copy it again?"
Rather than worrying about being imitated, Green Kite is more worried about being replaced.
She feared that other embroidery workshops might one day hire embroiderers with skills comparable to her young mistress, then follow their example and raise their prices, becoming workshops exclusively for the wealthy. What would become of Xuan Yan Tang then?
Zhu Jiayu shook her head and smiled, "Let me ask you, how frequently are new embroideries being produced at Xuanyan Hall these days?"
“Three pieces a month, that’s quick. Other embroidery workshops can only manage one piece a month at most.” Lüzheng followed Zhu Jiayu around. Although she didn’t learn embroidery, she did a lot of the work of gathering information. She could answer any questions Zhu Jiayu asked about these things clearly.
How's the quality?
"They are all excellent. The embroidery shops nearby are at best of above average, which is already considered quite good."
"What do you still have to worry about?" Zhu Jiayu broke off a flower that was blooming by the pavilion and threw it into the water. She happily watched the koi carp scatter with a splash at the bottom of the water and said, "Having already had the best, what kind of life do I have to live before I feel wronged and settle for second best?"
"Those kinds of clients are not the kind of clients that Xuan Yan Tang should be trying to win over."
She had a clear vision for Xuanyan Hall: to serve only distinguished guests. Whether it was their family background or social status, they had to be among the most prestigious in Suiping City.
Green Kite's gaze toward Zhu Jiayu grew increasingly intense.
"Miss, you are amazing."
Zhu Jiayu smiled slightly: "It's just a few petty tricks."
She spoke of it so lightly, but only she knew that these little tricks were ones she had learned only after being fooled and taken advantage of time and time again.
But those are all things from a long time ago.
This time, she was going to crush Rong Heng under her feet.
Even if it takes five years, ten years, or even her entire life, she will avenge the grudge from her past life.
She stood up from the pavilion, tossing out a sentence that blocked Lüzheng's way of following her: "I'm going to Xingyunfang. Don't tell Father."
At first, when Zhu Jiayu went to Xingyunfang, the madam was still wary of her, fearing that she was going to push some young master into the water again. But seeing that she only drank every time she came, she gradually relaxed.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whose money you make, as long as Zhu Jiayu doesn't cause trouble, the madam is willing to do business with her.
"Miss Zhu, are you also drunk among the flowers today?"
"Yes, find me a quiet place." Zhu Jiayu took off the money pouch from his waist and threw it to the madam.
The madam weighed the money pouch in her hand, beaming with delight, and beckoned the courtesan to lead her upstairs. She then quickly turned to greet the new customers.
Upon seeing the person who came, her smile instantly died in her throat.
The newcomer was dressed in an apricot-white brocade robe, and his appearance was so outstanding that she was deeply impressed after seeing him only once.
What's more, that time, he broke the wrist of the girl who wanted to serve him.
Wei Qinglou glanced at her coldly, put his index finger to his lips in a shushing gesture, and then followed Zhu Jiayu upstairs.
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