Li Mai and Zhou Quan ate lunch at Zhang's house.
After finishing their meal, they went to the study with Zhang Jiazhu and his son to finalize the next steps.
“Madam Zhou, since you’ve decided to let Zhang’s Dyeing Company handle this color from now on, how about we sign a contract?” Zhang Ang must have discussed it with his father beforehand. After the four of them sat down, he spoke first.
They were worried that if the lima saw that it was selling well, they wouldn't let them continue dyeing it, so they thought it was better to have a contract.
Li Mai glanced at the father and son, smiled, and said, "Okay, let's sign a one-year contract first. Pomegranate Red. Here's a task for you: within a year, no matter the quality of the fabric, as long as you can sell a thousand bolts, this color will belong to Zhang's company."
"If you use it next year, will that be included?" Zhang Ang was a little unsure when he heard "thousands of horses".
They haven't sold a thousand bolts of vermilion in a year, and he's afraid he can't sell a thousand bolts of pomegranate red.
Li Mai chuckled, "Of course, what I used doesn't count, but when I use this material, I'll pay you your wholesale price. Also, for the thousand bolts of pomegranate red you sell, I'll take half the profit, after deducting costs, understand?"
Zhang Ang instantly gained confidence, looked at his father, and the two nodded in agreement, "Okay, we'll sign!"
If sales are good, and they manage to get through this year, then the formula for this color will belong to Zhang's family.
Li Mai smiled and glanced at him, saying calmly, "However, I have a condition. Now that the formula is in your hands, you must protect it well. Within a year, if I discover that any other company has produced pomegranate red dye, I will investigate. If I find that the formula originated from your company, we will immediately terminate our cooperation, and I will take back the formula. If I find out that you are dyeing pomegranate red behind my back, I think you don't want to try what will happen to Zhang's business. If you have produced and sold a thousand bolts of pomegranate red dye after a year, then I won't care whether you give the formula to others or not."
After Li Mai finished speaking, she observed the expressions of the Zhang father and son.
"Alright, Madam, don't worry!" Zhang Ang replied.
Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, Li Mai smiled and exchanged a glance with Zhou Quan.
"Get me two bolts of pomegranate-red silk gauze first!" Li Mai said.
Zhang Ang agreed and went to pick up the goods for Li Mai himself.
"How much do you sell pomegranate reds for now?" Li Mai asked.
“We sell fine cotton cloth in shades of bright red, light red, and vermilion at 1.8 taels, but they sell it back in the shop for 2.5 to 3 taels.”
"These three-colored silk fabrics sold for three taels and eight taels a bolt, while brocade sold for six to eight taels. They sold them for even higher prices when they went back, but less brocade was produced, while more silk fabrics, fine cotton, and coarse cotton were produced."
“We set the price of the pomegranate red color according to these three colors as well,” Zhang Ang said, waiting for Limaiti’s opinion.
Li Maifan glanced at the pomegranate-red silk gauze he had brought back, and said, "Go and get another piece of fine cotton cloth and a piece of brocade."
Zhang Ang went to fetch it.
Li Mai looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded, "Let's pay the bill!"
"Do you think that price is acceptable? That's the price we charge for shipping," Zhang Ang asked, sitting opposite her.
"You can decide for yourselves. If it's to make it easier to do business with others, you can follow the prices of those three colors. If you want to use this color to make Zhang's company stand out, that's also possible. You can raise the price of the pomegranate red."
After hearing Li Mai's words, Zhang Ang exchanged glances with his father.
The Zhang family head thought for a moment and said, "Let's leave it at that before the New Year. We'll see how things go after the New Year and then decide."
Zhang Ang agreed.
Li Mai and Zhou Quan paid the bill and said goodbye.
Actually, the Zhang family is doing quite well now; they have developed into a group workshop.
Their family owns a dyeing workshop and a weaving workshop; after all, it's a century-old business. What they lack is talent—someone with ambition, intelligence, and courage.
But today she discovered that the father and son seemed to lack these qualities, especially Zhang Ang. She had initially thought highly of him, but she found that while he had ideas and a brain, he lacked ambition.
Today, with such a good opportunity, he didn't even ask me for a few more dyeing formulas to experiment with, or to strengthen our cooperation.
What he proposed today was simply to enhance the immediate benefits of this color for his family, and his suggestion to sign a contract was a smart move.
However, if he were facing Jiang Wenhan from the Jiang family today, he wouldn't have said those words. After all, he already had the formula in his hands, and he would seek greater benefits and greater cooperation and development with him.
At the very least, Jiang Wenhan would definitely ask for another formula to conduct experiments.
If the Zhang family father and son don't mention it now, she won't say it either. The conditions she proposed are her own true thoughts.
If they can seize the opportunity of her reputation for making a name for herself next year by wearing the pomegranate skirt and sell thousands of pieces of pomegranate red within a year, she will give them the color as she originally planned, and at the same time, she will get half of the profit, which is enough to cover the cost of the formula.
If they can sell a thousand horses, I estimate I can get at least five hundred to two thousand taels.
The formula for pomegranate red dye is worth the huge profit. The key is that the pomegranate red dye they produce will help them make their clothing store a success next year.
On the way home, after thinking things through, Li Mai told Zhou Quan and went into her space to plan her clothing shop.
Write a plan and draw the design of the clothes.
Two days later, the two finally returned to Qing Shi Town.
By then, it was already sunset.
"Xiaomai, are you going back to the village today or staying in town for the night?" Zhou Quan asked Li Mai.
"Are you cold? Should we go back tomorrow?" Li Mai asked Zhou Quan.
Zhou Quan chuckled and shook his head. "I'm not cold. Have you forgotten my protective spiritual fire?"
“Then let’s go back to the village!” Li Mai said. “I want to go back and see our little courtyard.”
“Okay!” Zhou Quan replied, driving the carriage through the town and heading back to the village.
By the time they entered the village, it was already 9 PM.
Along the way, they had already bought all the New Year's goods they needed, and after Li Mai got on the bus, they stored them all in their online space.
She also received the gifts from the Chu family, the Zhong family, and Prince Nanlingyun in the capital, and carried them with her in her spatial dimension before she left.
Li Mai felt more at ease carrying her own things with her. Just like the things she had stored in her space during the apocalypse, most of them were still usable today.
On the way back to the village from the town, Li Mai picked and chose in the space, releasing quite a few more things from it.
Basically, apart from where I was sitting, the rest of the room was filled with things.
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