The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

Ever since he received Song Yunran's letter yesterday, saying that he would invest in the company with new dyeing technology, he has been extremely excited.

I have been obsessed with dyeing for many years and have tried many methods, but I just can't find new pigments.

Unexpectedly, his son brought him a letter yesterday and told him that a friend had this technology and wanted to invest in his own dyeing factory.

Later, I asked him several times in detail, and when my son took out a paper on color extraction technology, I was so excited that I almost had a heart attack.

He was so happy that he couldn't sleep the whole night. He got up early in the morning, prepared rich wine and food, and waited for Song Yunran to come.

Although Song Yunran looked young, her behavior was very graceful and Mr. Ye did not dare to neglect her.

Song Yunran and the other two were brought to the reception room, and Master Ye personally poured them a cup of tea.

"I think Miss Song is about the same age as my son Chen, so why don't you just call me Uncle Ye!"

"Hello, Uncle Ye!" Song Yunran was not the kind of person who would put on airs, so when the other party said that, she quickly opened her mouth and called out.

Mr. Ye was so happy that the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were exposed: "Hey! Good, good, good..."

Then he asked, "What dishes do you like to eat? I'll ask the servants to prepare some more, and we'll have lunch at Uncle Ye's place later."

Although Song Yunran is a great chef and is quite picky about food, he still feels embarrassed to order food from other people's houses.

She said obediently: “Uncle Ye, I’m not picky about food. I eat everything. Just make some.”

"Okay then, I'll ask the chef to cook some of his specialties for you to taste."

After giving the order, Mr. Ye came back with the paper on pigment extraction technology he received yesterday in his hand.

He looked like a good student and asked Song Yunran for advice.

"Yunran! Uncle Ye doesn't quite understand this. What is tie-dye? And why do we need to add white wine here?"

The day before yesterday, when dyeing cloth in the dyeing workshop, Song Yunran discovered that the cloth here mostly came in black, white and gray, with very few colors.

So if you succeed in dyeing a piece of colorful cloth occasionally, it will be sold at a very high price, and the clothes made from this cloth will also be more expensive.

The important thing is that there is only batik here at present, and there is no tie-dyeing method.

Therefore, she was very confident that she could get shares with this technology. She thought of this when she wrote the letter yesterday, so she also put this piece of paper in the letter.

Song Yunran deliberately took a sip of the tea at hand before she began to explain to the other party:

"Tie-dyeing is to tie or sew the fabric together and then dye it. It can also be combined in the form of tying, stitching, clipping, etc., and then dyed."

"So that's how it is. How did you come up with such a good idea?" The other party understood as soon as he heard it, without her having to say more. This is the advantage of being an experienced person.

"I discovered this by accident when I was bored at home."

Song Yunran would not tell the truth about this question, so she just made up an excuse to get away with it.

Mr. Ye was so excited that he tried hard to control his crow's feet.

“Yunran, Uncle Ye is not bragging to you, our dyeing workshop is famous for its high quality, but I have not been able to develop new pigments in these years.

So if you want to invest in the company with your technology, I am willing to do so. After all, having more colors of cloth is very important for a dyeing workshop, so Uncle Ye welcomes you very much."

Mr. Ye spoke his true feelings very sincerely. If he could make the dyeing factory better, he would definitely not let anyone buy shares.

But he has wasted so many years, and although it has not fallen into decline, it is still the same as when he took over.

I am also aware of my own abilities. If I want the dyeing factory to develop better, I must accept new things or new methods.

"That's good. I thought you would disagree! After all, I'm just providing technical support."

Song Yunran's words "it's just a technique" shocked Uncle Ye on the opposite side.

How talented is this kid! Other dyeing factories only have four or five colors at most, but my family has seven, which is already the best.

"Having this skill is enough!" Master Ye poured another cup of tea for Song Yunran and almost spilled it in excitement.

"Uncle Ye, don't worry! As long as I invest, I promise to give you a method for making a new color of fabric every three months, and there will definitely be no less than ten."

At present, he has twelve colors that are not available here, but Song Yunran did not say the exact number.

Mr. Ye on the opposite side was no longer calm. When the old man left and handed over the dyeing workshop to him, there were only six colors.

Later, I worked hard on it for many years before I got a new color, and she was able to give herself one in just three months.

Now the dyeing factory can finally be developed and expanded in his own hands. Even if he passes away in the future, he will not feel ashamed to meet his ancestors.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Master Ye was so excited that he couldn't say anything else. He looked at Song Yunran with tears in his eyes and nodded.

The admiring look made Song Yunran feel a little uncomfortable. After all, the other person was so old, yet he was staring at her like a little fanboy.

It seems weird no matter how you look at it, as if it is saying to him: Don’t be obsessed with me, even though I’m not a legend.

Ye Chen was also staring at Song Yunran intently, because when she was talking to her father, her confident and generous look really fascinated him and he couldn't take his eyes off her.

When Mr. Ye saw his son's embarrassing behavior, he smiled embarrassedly.

Then he yelled at Ye Chen with a dark face: "Hurry up and go to the kitchen to see if the food is ready."

Song Yunran was stunned by his performance. It would be a waste if this guy didn't perform face-changing skills.

After lunch, the three of them got up and planned to go back to the inn, but the other party kept persuading them not to stay in the inn and move directly to his house, since there were plenty of guest rooms at home.

The most important thing is that Mr. Ye was afraid that Song Yunran would change his mind halfway, so he wanted to keep her.

Besides, the contract hasn't been signed yet, so how could he let him go? If he leaves and doesn't come back, where would he find him?

After a struggle among the few people, Song Yunran finally won, but it was also because he promised Mr. Ye that he would come to sign the contract tomorrow.

That's why the other party let them go. Otherwise, according to the situation just now, Song Yunran probably wouldn't be able to walk out of this door.

The group of servants blocked the door and wouldn't let them leave, especially Master Ye who kept persuading them. His humble appearance scared Song Yunran a little.

Originally, Song Yunran had been planning to cooperate with him, because he seemed quite reliable today, but now that he did this, she suddenly felt a little scared.

It feels like I am a little lamb entering a wolf's den.

The other party was so obsessed and determined to run the dyeing factory well that Song Yunran could see that he had put his whole heart into the dyeing factory. It was no longer just to make money, but more of a hobby.