Once you become a boy, marry a good man, and become rich together

When they arrived at the back door of Dongfeng Tower, the person watching at the door suddenly stood up smartly.

"Young Master!"

"Move these in."

"Oh, that's good."

Yang Chenyue gave five taels of silver to Jiang Ci.

It's time for them to go too.

Yang Chenyue: "Bye, don't forget me!"

"Will not."

Donkey carts drove out of the street.

Lin Jingsheng: "This is, I made a new friend."

Jiang Ci: "I may not be able to meet that young man from a rich family in the future."

……

A carriage slowly stopped and a handsome young man jumped out from the front.

After entering Dongfeng Building, I saw the familiar figure and hurried over.

"Little boy!"

"How did you come."

"It's already noon. We'll have dinner in the mansion soon. The master and the lord are still waiting at home."

Yang Chenyue said apologetically, "Sorry, Huantong, let's go back home."

Huantong helped Yang Chenyue into the carriage.

Yang Chenyue leaned against the inner wall of the carriage and saw that the curtains were motionless and there was no one in sight.

"Huantong~, come in too, it's so hot outside!"

This tone reveals the young master's arrogant nature.

"Okay, young man."

He opened the curtain of the carriage and followed him in, with a smile on his face.

Yang Chenyue glanced at the boy who was smiling like a fool and said, "Don't let me call you that again."

"Ok."

……

The soaps were put on the street for another two days, and now the sales of the soaps have stabilized.

I can sell about a hundred pieces a day, and one piece can be used for several months, so in the next two days there will be even fewer people buying soap.

Jiang Ci: "Let's go to the provincial capital in two days."

After setting up the stall for a few days, they didn't meet anyone who could eat their leftover soap.

"Okay, let Dad and Mom sell the soap here for a few more days, and then we'll send it to the Liangjia shop."

These past few days have not been without results. At least today, the Liangjia shop came to them to discuss the purchase of soap.

The next day.

The soap stall was handed over to Lin Shan and Ye Wan.

Jiang Ci and Lin Jingsheng went to a place to rent carriages and horses, because they couldn't rely on their donkey to go to the provincial capital.

Lin Jingsheng: "It's right in front. It takes four days to get to the state capital. The weather is hot now, so let's rent a carriage."

Jiang Ci: "Then let's go and take a look."

The two of them were walking forward, when suddenly a man jumped out from the corner of the wall, but stopped two meters away from them.

A half-grown boy, who looked to be about the same age as Lin Jingchen and Lin Jingan, with dirty clothes on.

"You are going to rent a carriage. Let me show you the way."

When he said this, he looked at Lin Jingsheng with a very familiar look.

Jiang Ci also looked at Lin Jingsheng, very curious about how these two people knew each other.

The young man didn't wait for Lin Jingsheng to answer and started talking, "The one that starts with the word Song is the best choice."

Then he waved to Lin Jingsheng and walked into a small path between the two houses that was only wide enough for one person to pass.

The whole person gives people a sloppy feeling.

"I asked him to find out where I bought the dagger last time."

Jiang Ci was surprised, "The leader of that group of beggars is such a young boy."

"Well, he must have some skills."

"Then why is he here and telling us where to rent a carriage?"

Lin Jingsheng frowned as well, "I don't know."

Although the smell at first was not very pleasant, Jiang Ci was still full of curiosity.

They walked into a door, and the guy who was sweeping the floor inside came over quickly, "Please come in, we have..."

The location of the soap stall on the street.

Customers kept coming, buying, and leaving. Ye Wan and Lin Shan were able to handle it perfectly. It was unlike buying toothbrushes where they had to rush and squeeze in the crowd.

The soap stall welcomed a customer with extraordinary temperament, a man in his 30s, wearing a light blue brocade robe with auspicious clouds. He had a gentle temperament yet dignified.

"How many patterns are there on the soap here?"

“Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum.”

But after picking up a bar of soap and looking closely, he found that the pattern was not carved.

"You must be joking. How many people would it take to find them one by one?"

"I want to order a batch of soap here, but I want to change the pattern on it to what I want. Is that okay?"

Ye Wan was thinking about this, and before she could think of a reply, a crisp voice came from the other side.

"Dad, why didn't you wait for me?"

The young man ran up to the man, his puffy face and resentful eyes looking at the man in front of him.

The facial features of these two people are 50% similar, they are father and son.

The husband said helplessly, "I told you that you had a quarter of an hour to leave, but after a quarter of an hour, you didn't want to leave, so I came first."

Yang Chenyue knew that she was in the wrong and said, "I won't do it again next time."

Then he looked inside the soap stand, but didn't see the person he wanted to see. "Isn't Brother Ci here?"

After seeing the two elders inside, he added a sentence to explain, "I'm the friend he just made a few days ago, Yang Chenyue."

"We are Ci'er's parents-in-law."

"Ci Ge'er and Jing Sheng went to the back street and will be back soon."

Ye Wan invited the two of them to the shade of the tent. Although the sun had just risen, the temperature did not drop.

"You guys chat here now, I'll go find them."

Having said that, Lin Shan walked out.

Ye Wan: "This soap factory is still run by the couple, so we are here to help. When Brother Ci comes later, he will give you a better answer."

After a while, Lin Shan brought the person back.

Yang Chenyue waved to Jiang Ci from a distance.

"Brother Yue is here." Jiang Ci knew in advance that Yang Chenyue was here, and was not as surprised as he appeared.

"I have good news for you." He walked forward and took Jiang Ci's arm in a friendly manner.

But he was immediately pulled back by his father, "Yang Chenyue, behave yourself."

"Oh fine."

He looks listless, like a poor puppy.

"I'm Yang Chenyue's father, Cheng Ze, and I want to order a batch of soap from you."

"Customized? I wonder what you want."

Jiang Ci really didn't expect that "customization" would come to him so soon.

Cheng Ze touched the patterns on the soap with his fingers, "Change the pattern here to the word Dongfeng."

"So how much do you want?"

"Dongfenglou has opened a store in each of the five towns in Changyun County. I want to give this soap to some of the customers as gifts. I estimate that it will cost 5,000 yuan per month."

"Our factory can make it, but the first batch of this custom soap will take one and a half months to make, what do you think?"

Cheng Ze frowned, "So long?"

“The production process is quite complicated.”

Cheng Ze hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed, "Okay then."