The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

On the way back to the inn, Du Run kept talking about his experience of dyeing cloth.

"I didn't expect that the blue color would turn out so ugly after drying. Is it because my technique is not good enough?"

"I think it's OK! It's just not suitable for women, but it should be good for men to wear."

Nanxing and Du Run were still chattering away, and they were still sharing their experiences of dyeing cloth today before going to bed at night.

Song Yunran, who was sitting next to him, closed his eyes and kept searching in his mind for the memories of dyeing cloth that he had seen before.

Because food, clothing, housing and transportation are essential for human beings, you must focus on these four when doing business so that you can earn money.

When she was dyeing cloth today, she was thinking about whether she could form a partnership with Ye Chen's family. The quality of the cloth dyed by his family is indeed good.

No wonder he is so famous that he can open a shop in the capital.

But their fabrics still lack a few colors, and she had watched many videos of dyeing fabrics on Tik Tok before.

As long as she works hard at it, she will be able to make cloth in more colors.

It is impossible to open one by myself now because I don’t have enough funds at the moment and I don’t have reliable manpower.

The most important thing is that she has never done it herself. It's okay for her to explain the method directly, but it's a bit difficult for her to do it herself.

Therefore, the best way is to find a partner. She can provide the technology and we can split the profits 40% to 60%.

After Song Yunran thought it through, he quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down the process of dyeing cloth in his mind.

Du Run and Song Yunran fell asleep while chatting. When it was dawn, they found that Song Yunran had fallen asleep on the table.

There was a large stack of paper beside him, some of which had ink still not dried, and it looked like he had just finished writing before falling asleep.

Du Run picked it up and took a few glances. It was all about dyeing techniques and extracting colors from plants.

She immediately understood that Song Yunran was thinking of starting a cloth dyeing business.

I finally understood why I had done so poorly after being here for so long, because when others were having fun, they were all thinking about how to make money.

When she was playing, she just thought about playing and didn't do anything useful.

Alas...it turns out that people are different. Some people are born geniuses at making money, while others are just losers.

Although Du Run was a little frustrated, he still considerately covered Song Yunran with a piece of clothing and then walked out quietly.

By the time Song Yunran had slept enough, it was already noon. The three of them had lunch and went out shopping.

"There don't seem to be many restaurants here! I feel like there aren't as many as in the North City."

Du Runzheng counted on his fingers: "Two in the west, three in the east, one in the south, and the north is the poorest place, with only vendors."

"How come there are only six restaurants in such a big city like Ming'an? It doesn't seem normal!" Nanxing also felt a little strange.

"It's okay. Let's just take a look today and figure out what's going on before making a decision." Song Yunran was not anxious at all. He pulled the two of them over and continued walking forward.

After the three of them were tired, they found the largest restaurant and ordered all the signature dishes as they did before.

As a result, almost nothing was touched and only one bite was taken.

"Yun Ran, I think my tongue is sick. Why are these dishes so unpalatable?"

"I also feel like my tongue has run away from home. This is salty and bitter, this has no taste at all, and this fish is bitter too."

"I finally understand why this place is so quiet. Such a large and luxurious restaurant doesn't even have a single customer."

The three of them put down their chopsticks tacitly and called the waiter who was wiping the table to pay the bill.