Transmigrated into a short-lived widow? Cold-faced uncle fights for my life

you do not say!

Compared with their beautiful young lady, the Wei family, except for the handsome second master, is simply a bunch of ugly monsters!

But Hua Cui knew that Zhou was powerful.

And they have just said it. If Jiang Mingwei fails to accomplish this, will they really not make a fuss?

She muttered softly, expressing her concerns.

Jiang Mingwei, however, took a fancy to a folding fan, which she unfolded with a rustle, and the breeze blew gently.

"Xiao Hua Cui, you are still too naive. If you go back rashly, you will definitely be threatened and forced by them. But if you have a card in your hand... that may not be the case!"

Hua Cui was confused, and Jiang Mingwei did not explain much.

With a smile on his face, he told her to pay with the folding fan and walked forward.

Soon, he arrived at the tailor shop under his own name, Huarong Clothing Shop.

This shop is located in an excellent location, bordering the prosperous downtown of Bianjing. There are three shops on the first floor alone, and seven or eight on the second floor. It was once regarded as the number one clothing store in the capital.

Even in the first year that Jiang Mingwei handed over the clothing store to Zhou, it was extremely prosperous.

But now, the clothing store that was once bustling with people is unusually deserted, with more waiters than customers.

Fortunately, this shop once made a lot of money, otherwise it would have closed down by now!

The reason is simple: it’s all Zhou’s fault.

Huarong Clothing Store was originally a dowry from Jiang Mingwei's mother. Because Jiang Mingwei married into a lower class, her mother was afraid that she would be wronged, so she included the clothing store in her dowry.

If managed well, the clothing store alone could ensure her a life of wealth and prosperity.

The reason is simple. The clothes in Huarong Clothing Store are all luxurious and rare. Only five limited edition pieces are released every month, and each piece is exquisite.

Three were sold in Bian Jing, and the other two were shipped to wealthy areas such as Jiangnan.

Therefore, how many noble ladies are willing to spend thousands of gold to get a piece of clothing!

If I didn’t buy anything, I would still look around the store to see other expensive clothes and buy a couple of pieces.

As a result, its reputation spread further and further, and it almost became the designated tailor shop for the princes and nobles in Bian Jing!

But since Zhou took over, everything has changed.

Five pieces a month, each worth ten thousand taels. Such a good deal, but there is a limit on the quantity?

Only a fool would do this!

She simply made one piece every seven days and a hundred sets at a time.

Later, they even went further and lifted all restrictions, allowing sales as long as money was paid!

Gradually, the high style of Huarong Clothing Store was broken. Princes and nobles no longer patronized it, and ordinary people could not afford it, so it naturally became the dilapidated state it is today!

Jiang Mingwei stood at the door, looking at the gilded plaque, and could vaguely see the former prosperity.

Forget it. Now that she has become the original owner, she should bear the responsibility for the mistakes made by the original owner.

She walked into the clothing store. It was quiet inside, with only two or three customers there, who looked at the fabrics and pointed at them.

However, the store management is not lax. Instead, it is well organized, and everyone is trying their best to maintain the coordination and hygiene of their own areas.

"Miss?! Am I seeing right? Is it really the eldest lady who is here?"

A waiter turned around and saw Jiang Mingwei. Just as he was about to go up to greet her, he rubbed his eyes and spoke with a happy tone.

Soon, everyone looked over.

There is novelty and excitement, but also melancholy and complaints.

But everyone was very surprised by her arrival!

After all, the original owner was a person who would not come to the temple unless there was something important. Since she got married, she had not come once and left everything to Zhou.

Sometimes these guys almost forget who hired them...

After a while, a woman in blue came out from the backyard. Her clothes were beautifully tailored and embellished with embroidery.

Just like a bamboo standing tall and straight in the wind.

"Weier!"

With tears in her eyes, she walked forward and grabbed Jiang Mingwei's hands, with a mixture of sadness and joy in her eyes.

Jiang Mingwei felt a sudden pain in her heart and choked up, "Auntie Lan."

Liu Rulan was her mother's best friend and the owner of Huarong Clothing Store.

The prosperity of the past was created by these two women.

Later, Jiang Mingwei should have continued the glory, but the shop fell into Zhou's hands instead, and she refused to show up. How could this not make people discouraged and disappointed?

But they hadn't seen each other for several years, and now seeing Jiang Mingwei thin and haggard, Liu Rulan felt distressed again.

"You've lost weight again. Have you visited your mother when you returned home? She would be sad if she knew you had lost so much weight."

Jiang Mingwei shook her head, and a dull pain came from her heart, which lasted for a long time...

She and Liu Rulan were not related at all, and this was probably the emotion left by the original owner.

When she saw old friends and mentioned her mother, even if she returned to the Jiang family, all she could see were the tablets of her father and mother.

Therefore, my heart became more sad.

But it doesn't matter. Since she has taken over her identity, Jiang Mingwei has no intention of living in a muddle. She will find a way to change everything!

"Not yet. I'm sorry, Aunt Lan. I was too stupid and weak before, and I failed to take back the dowry from my mother-in-law."

"But from now on, I won't be constrained by her anymore!"

Liu Rulan nodded with emotion, and said with tears in her eyes: "It's good to get it back, it's good to get it back! Don't worry, this shop is your mother's lifelong wish, I will never let her sell it easily."

"Now that the dowry is back in your hands, let's work together to make it famous!"

"it is good."

The two of them had tears in their eyes and held each other's hands tightly.

After a round of greetings, Liu Rulan took Jiang Mingwei to visit the entire clothing store, and the two sat in the backyard drinking tea and chatting.

"We have no shortage of good fabrics or good embroidery girls in our shop, but Zhou is greedy. He published too many works before, which made several craftsmen leave. The remaining ones are no longer creative and have no eye-catching designs, so our business has plummeted."

"The most urgent task now is to come up with some new and attractive designs that can sell well. It's really difficult..."

The beautiful Liu Rulan frowned, her face full of sorrow.

Jiang Mingwei sipped her tea and thought carefully.

"Auntie Lan, could you please show me the designs that sold for high prices before?"

Liu Rulan nodded and asked the little girl behind her to fetch a square box and hand it to Jiang Mingwei.

After Jiang Mingwei opened it, she carefully studied the design.

It’s really novel and unique, no wonder it attracts so many ladies.

She thought of the new Chinese style that has suddenly become popular in modern times. It is based on modern clothing, embellished with the features of classical costumes.

Could she do the opposite?

How about adding some modern features to this antique clothing?

Pleating and ruffles can change the style and wearing characteristics of clothes!

Bows and pleated lace can embellish the hem of the skirt and make it more gorgeous!

She thought about it in her mind.

Without changing the overall shape of the clothes, adding some clever ideas does make them look much better!

Jiang Mingwei suddenly perked up, looked up and gave a sly smile.

"How about this, Auntie Lan, just go ahead and find someone with unique design skills, and I'll be in charge of the design for this season."

"After I finish drawing the blueprint, I will hand it over to the masters for their decision. What do you think?"