Eryi's words stirred up Yunling's fantasies about the Jiangnan region. She really wanted to go to Jiangnan to experience its culture and scenery, and to witness the misty rain and decadent glamour of Jiangnan.
However, the Zhang family will definitely not allow it!
She even felt that not only Zhang Shi, but also Yun Shenghua and Old Mother Yun would not agree.
This Jiangnan region, I suppose, can only be visited in dreams.
Seeing that Yunling was listening attentively, Eryi continued:
"This dyeing workshop is divided into large workshops and small workshops. The large workshops are further divided into workshops of various colors, such as red workshops, bleaching workshops, and mixed color workshops. These mainly dye batches of cloth, in single colors, and in tie-dye patterns. As for the small workshops, they are responsible for some miscellaneous items, as well as old clothes and old cloth."
"Actually, if the second brother's family had land and didn't have much to dye, he could set up a big pot or vat and go to the mountains to collect some indigo, madder, safflower and other flowers and herbs that could bleed color, and dye it however he wanted."
Yunling wanted to take on the dyeing job herself, but even with the new plot of land, her family could only barely afford a place to wash and dry cotton. There was no room for large pots and vats.
Moreover, after dyeing, the fabric needs to be hung up to dry, so there's no way to find enough space. It's pointless to even think about it.
Dyed cotton fabric will definitely be more expensive than the original. Even if she actually bought some, how many people would actually buy it? Judging from the current order situation, those wealthy families who placed two orders for briefs earlier have only continued to order cotton padding.
As for briefs, I guess they're thinking of just having enough to wear for now, and will only order more once the ribbing loosens.
As for those lower and middle-class families, they might compare prices more and be attracted by something with a slightly suggestive color, but firstly, their purchasing power is insufficient, and secondly, the number of orders they place will not be large. She could easily be busy for nothing and still not earn a few coins.
Therefore, Yunling temporarily gave up the idea of dyeing the briefs.
After lunch, Yunling took the head镖师 (镖头,镖师,镖师) and Eryi to the merchant guild's exchange shop, and then took two pickled ducks to the Lu family's trading company. Although she had previously boasted that she would bring pickled ducks to Uncle Cao, now that she had gotten two for free, she naturally wanted to send them to him.
But as soon as she entered the door, she bumped right into Lu Yinghuai, who was about to leave.
Lu Yinghuai was naturally delighted, his brows revealing joy, and he gently called out to Yun Ling, "Lingniang."
Through Lu Yinghuai's gentle gaze, Yunling slowly imagined what he would look like without his disguise. He was clearly a cunning and treacherous old fox, yet he insisted on pretending to be an innocent lamb. What was his motive?
Yunling moved half a step to the side, "Young Master, please."
"You came to the trading company, not to see me?"
"I'll go find Uncle Cao and send him some pickled duck."
Lu Yinghuai was furious. Not only had this person not come to see him, but they were also giving gifts to someone other than him. This was unacceptable.
He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the two pickled ducks behind Yunling. Although he didn't particularly like eating pickled food, he found them incredibly precious at the moment. If he were given both of them, he would be so happy that he wouldn't be able to sleep all night.
"There are two pickled ducks here, did you give them both to him?"
It's so sour, it's way too sour!
Hiding to the side, Uncle Cao gently fanned the air filled with the sour smell, and continued to watch through the screen how his young master was putting on airs.
Yunling understood the unspoken meaning behind the man's words; she wanted to give him one as well. However, Yunling was used to doing the opposite, and since he wanted it that way, she deliberately did not comply with his wishes.
"I wonder if the young master likes this sour duck?"
"like!"
Lu Yinghuai blurted it out without even thinking.
Yunling smiled and said, "Alright, then next time if you have any, send some to the young master."
Lu Yinghuai was both amused and exasperated by her answer; he truly had no way to deal with her. He leaned casually against the doorframe, a hint of mockery in his tone.
"Hey, you little rascal, last time you said you owed me a handkerchief and would pay me back later, this time you said you owe me sour duck, are you doing this on purpose?"
deliberately?
What are you planning?
Could it be that she intentionally seduced him, or harbored malicious intentions to take advantage of him?
The more Yunling thought about it, the faster her heart pounded. The fact that this person didn't explain, just stared straight at her, made her even more uncomfortable.
"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."
Yunling turned to leave, but a finger hooked her right palm. When she turned back, another teasing remark was made.
"You're not planning to send the sour duck over? Hmm?"
Yunling immediately realized that the two sour ducks in her right hand were a hot potato, so she quickly let go of them, allowing the two thin ropes to fall onto the man's fingers.
"Take it, take it. It's good to eat it. Don't be so shrewd and remember the numbers so clearly."
These words amused Lu Yinghuai greatly. Even after Yun Ling had walked away for a while, the corners of his mouth were still turned up, and he couldn't stop smiling.
Seeing Lu Yinghuai's foolish behavior, Uncle Cao was afraid he would delay important matters, so he came out from behind the screen and reminded him:
"Brother Huai, weren't you just about to go out to discuss something with those people from the Chamber of Commerce? If you don't go now, won't it be too much of a delay and give others something to talk about?"
“What can they say? In the past, it was always either this guy who arrived late and said his wife was clinging to him, or that guy who said he rarely got to see his fiancée and wanted to rekindle their romance. But I arrived early and just listened to them brag like a lonely person, with no way to refute them.”
Uncle Cao smiled helplessly. He couldn't blame anyone else. Over the years, quite a few families had expressed their intention to marry Huai Ge'er, and he had received no less than thirty love letters. But Huai Ge'er always said that he had someone else in his heart and could not tolerate anyone else. What could be done?
"Uncle, do you think I should pull my collar down a bit?"
"Why is that? Little Second Sister didn't do anything to you just now."
Lu Yinghuai casually loosened his collar a bit and replied smugly, "Uncle, how do you know she didn't really mean it?"
Uncle Cao: ...
He had never seen such a shameless person. If Xiao Erniang found out, she would definitely want to beat him up.
Even if Yunling knew what Lu Yinghuai said, she would probably just call him "shameless," because she wouldn't have the time to beat him up.
After leaving the Lu family business, Yunling quickly drove home in her carriage and took Yun Ruoxia to the mountains to cut tung trees. She was worried that the two of them wouldn't be able to do it, so she even asked Zhang Shi and Yun Ruoxia to put down their cotton-fluffing skills and come to help.
This was no difficult task for Granny Yun; she swiftly chopped the knife and even had the energy to gossip.
"Ling-jie, will your cotton arrive gradually starting tomorrow? Have you decided how to stack it and how to wash it?"
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