"We want to expand our business on Fengming Street throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, and even across the entire world."
"Look at what you're wearing! Where are the mini skirts, tank tops, black stockings, and high heels I gave you? You've thrown them all away!"
The madam of Hongxiuzhao quickly stepped forward: "Sir, you don't know, how could we dare to throw those things away? Girls, we cherish those clothes as treasures, and we will only wear them when you visit us."
"Wear them with confidence, and come back to buy more if they wear out. Haven't you seen a significant increase in customers after wearing those clothes?"
Jiang Tian spent ten rage points to exchange for 1,000 pairs of black and white stockings.
These socks cost ten taels of silver a pair.
I'm telling you, make the girls wear these socks and let the guests tear them.
They tore it, so make them give us one hundred taels of silver.
This is an incredibly profitable business.
"Lord Jiang, do these guests like to tear this thing called stockings?" The madam was somewhat incredulous; in her eyes, it was just a thin layer of cloth.
“Take these socks back and make some money first, then give them back to me. I, Jiang Tian, swear by the light above my head that if business is good or bad, return these socks to me, and I'll take them back at the original price.”
Jiang Tian's stockings are free anyway.
These madams are happy to do this business.
The Flower Goddess walked over and gave Jiang Tian a deep bow: "My lord, I wonder when I will have the honor of inviting you to sit in my boudoir."
I had the poems written by the adults framed and hung in my room to read day and night.
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