Chapter 259 Recognition of relatives? ?
Time flies, one and a half months have passed, the weather has gradually become warmer, and no one wears cotton clothes anymore! It is only slightly cool in the morning and evening, and I sweat when the sun is strong during the day!
The shop in the county town has been open for only a month and has become extremely popular in the county. As soon as a new style comes out, whether it is clothes or hair accessories, the orders are immediately filled up.
In order to prevent imitations, Xu Zhiyi came up with the idea of marking the products as authentic. He put three small words "Yan Yi Ge" in inconspicuous places on all the products. Unexpectedly, this method received a better response.
The ladies and daughters of wealthy families regarded Yan Yi Pavilion as a place for them to compete with each other. Whenever a new style came out, they would compete to be the first to get it.
There were other shops that wanted to imitate Yan Yige's clothes and accessories, but the results were mediocre. The shop owners in the same industry were so angry that they gritted their teeth. The imitations were exactly the same, so why did those ladies and rich girls only recognize Yan Yige?
Actually, it's very simple. Since the opening of the shop, Xu Zhiyi has been training the clerks, asking them to intentionally or unintentionally emphasize the differences between authentic and imitation products when selling to those ladies and rich girls. Over time, everyone in their circle is well-off, and in order to compete with each other privately, they themselves will not buy imitation products!
As for the imitations from other shops, although most people only recognize Yan Yige, there are always a small number of pictures that are cheaper than Yan Yige. People will still go to other shops to buy the imitations, but they are not as popular as Yan Yige.
For the rest of the time, Xu Zhiyi led the villagers in Cuilin Village to farm, and he finished farming on his dozens of acres of land!
She led the villagers to make fertilizer and insecticide. At first, everyone thought Xu Zhiyi was fooling around, but when they saw that she made insecticide with vegetable bugs and pancreas, and it really killed the bugs, they instantly admired Xu Zhiyi.
There is another way to kill insects. Xu Zhiyi took great effort to find a neem tree in the space. He picked its leaves, mashed them and added water. After filtering, he removed the residue and then used it to spray on the leaves of crops to kill insects.
After the fertilizer was used to irrigate the crops in the fields, they really grew better. Everyone admired Xu Zhiyi even more. Later, they saw that Xu Zhiyi's method of cultivating seedlings was different from theirs, and even the planting direction was different.
Until they saw the seedlings that Xu Zhiyi had thrown in the field, everyone had thought that the seedlings in her field were leaning over and would not grow well. Unexpectedly, they had grown well in just a few days!
The seedlings grew faster than the ones they had to plant one by one by bending over.
Those who had not yet planted the rice seedlings followed Xu Zhiyi's steps.
For some fields that are located at a slightly higher position, villagers carry water to the fields every day.
Xu Zhi thought that their efficiency was too slow and it would be better to just build a windmill for irrigation and drainage.
When Village Chief Chen heard the method Xu Zhiyi mentioned, although he didn't know what it was, he still asked everyone to follow Xu Zhiyi to help. Even if it didn't work, it would just waste some time. But if it did work, it would benefit the people!
In the evening, Xu Zhiyi went to the shop in town and returned to the house with his family. When he arrived at the door of the house, he saw a very luxurious carriage parked outside and became curious.
Shen Wuyou: “Madam, why is there a carriage parked in front of our house?”
Hearing this, Xu Zhiyi shook his head: "I don't know!"
The door of the house opened, and Xiping was about to go to the shop to report that there were guests visiting the house, but he didn't expect that the host had already returned!
"My dear Miss, you are back. I was just about to go to the shop to call you. We have a guest visiting our house."
Xu Zhiyi: "Did you say who it was?"
Xiping shook his head: "I don't know, he only said he wanted to visit you, the eldest lady, and the eldest master."
Shen Changan was a little surprised when he heard this. Looking for him? Who?
Not only was he surprised, even Shen Wuyou was surprised, his brother was either with him or with his wife every day, who else did he know?
With curiosity, everyone came to the reception hall, only to see a young man in brocade clothes sitting on a chair drinking tea. After hearing the noise, he quickly put down the teacup, stood up, and looked at Shen Changan with some excitement.
Shen Changan turned slightly sideways when he was stared at, and although he felt that he was impolite, he seemed to feel a little cordial in his heart.
"Yes, little Si Yu is indeed the most like his mother!"
Xu Zhiyi noticed that this person had been staring at Shen Changan, muttering something, and immediately asked: "Sir, what is your name? What is the purpose of your sudden visit?"
Ji Silan came back to his senses after hearing this, and calmed down his overly excited heart. He bowed to Xu Zhiyi and said, "My surname is Ji, my name is Silan, and I came here today to recognize my relatives."
"Recognize your relatives?"
When these words came out, Xu Zhiyi and Su were shocked, and only Shen Wuyou and Shen Changan on the side vaguely understood it!
Shen Wuyou glanced at his brother Shen Changan. In fact, when he was a child, he heard villagers secretly gossiping about his brother, saying that his brother was picked up by his parents, but he never believed it.
It was not until he was eight years old that he overheard a conversation between his father and brother. His brother was not his biological son and said he was rescued from the river. He was only two years old at the time and realized that the villagers' talk was true.
Seeing that no one said anything, Ji Silan thought that no one believed him, so he quickly told the truth:
"I have a two-year-old brother. I was eight years old at the time. Our father was a tutor and our mother was a martial artist. She practiced martial arts since she was a child. The current empress has been obsessed with martial arts since she was a child. In addition, the imperial concubine at the time and my mother had known each other before, so the princess was asked to worship my mother as her teacher."
"Alas, who would have thought that the more important he was, the more enemies he would make. The factions that stood on each side fought fiercely. In addition, the emperor had health problems during that period, and the princes began to force their father to stand on his side privately."
"They all think that the late emperor and the current empress are just kids who are only a few years old and cannot possibly fight against their adult princes. They think that their fathers and mothers are not on the same side."
"Alas, in order to force my father, they actually set their sights on my two-year-old brother, kidnapped him and threatened my father, and my father had no choice but to agree."
"Who knew that another group of people would interfere and kidnap my brother on a boat, where he had an accident. I remember that my father and mother searched for him in the water every day until dark. They searched for him for more than a month and finally found him on the other side..."
"It's just... I can't recognize him! His skin has already rotted away. I can only recognize him by his clothes. Those are the clothes my brother wears. They have patterns embroidered by my mother."
When everyone heard about Ji Silan’s past, they were a little unsure. The person had been found, so how did it become Chang’an again?
Xu Zhiyi: "You also said that you found him based on his clothes. Now you say Changan is your brother. What proof do you have?"
Ji Silan: "Yes, my brother...he...he...he has a red birthmark on his butt, the shape of which looks like a handprint."
Hearing this, Xu Zhiyi looked at Shen Changan.
Shen Changan felt Xu Zhiyi's inquiring gaze, lowered his head and coughed, muttering softly: “I…I can’t see behind me!”
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