Favoring the concubine and killing the wife? She divorced the concubine and lived with her concubine

"You are not as honest as you look. You are very smart!" Xiao Lan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled. In Xue Wu's eyes, Xiao Lan was shining.

"No one ever said I was stupid, they just said I was honest."

"I remember you were very honest when you were little. You were tall and strong but a little silly. The adults in your escort team always slapped you on the head, but you never fought back." Xiao Lan recalled the vague memories from before, but found that those were the easiest days in the original owner's growth process.

"They give me food to eat, how can I fight back? I still have to learn kung fu from them! Otherwise, I can't be a captain of the police. Although I can't earn much money, at least I can support myself." The teacup looked like a toy in Xue Wu's hand, small and cute.

Xiao Lan could see the desolation in his eyes. Sometimes, even if one has the ability, it is not necessarily possible to succeed.

"Xiao Xuan and I have a bet. Whoever's store earns more this month will win. If I win, I'll have money to spend. If I lose, I'll be in trouble. My parents will scold me to death." Xiao Lan changed the subject, but told him about his current situation.

"Your shop has changed now. Is this how you plan to make money?"

"Yeah, there's nothing I can do. I'm unlucky and drew this bad shop. I guess this lot was originally intended for Xiao Xuan." Xiao Fei's eyes changed obviously when he thought of the time when his second grandfather asked Xiao Xuan to draw first to show fairness.

"Did you deliberately give clothes to adults on the street yesterday?"

"It's just a coincidence. How could I be so accurate?"

"Oh..." Xue Wu felt much better.

Xiao Lan knew Xue Wu had a crush on her. Besides their childhood memories and their recent interactions, she seemed to have left a good impression on him. She told him about her current competition with Xiao Xuan so she could resort to extreme measures if necessary. She believed Xue Wu would have a way to help her.

The two of them chatted for an unknown amount of time before there was a commotion at the door and they both leaned over to look.

A luxurious carriage arrived at the door. A servant placed a low stool and a fat, big-eared man got out of the carriage, followed by a butler.

Chi Yu had been serving nearby, and when he saw the person coming, he immediately informed Xiao Lan.

"This man is Mr. Zhu, an upstart."

Chi Yu had often hung out with Sun Shaohua in various places before, and he recognized this Mr. Zhu, whose name was as good as his. He was a nouveau riche from the east of the city, and he was very wealthy. Not to mention Sun Shaohua, who was eating the dowry of the Xiao family, he would look down on even the real members of the Xiao family!

"What kind of place is this Chengbei Cloth Shop? Why is it located in such a place?" Mr. Zhu stumbled down from the carriage with great difficulty, looking around with disgust. Fortunately, the Chengbei Cloth Shop was decorated in a rather elegant manner, so although he cursed, he still went into the house.

"Sir, please come in." Xiao Bai was the one who greeted her. Xiao Lan had said that Fang Qingqing only needed to stand up and nod from where she was sitting, and that she shouldn't be greeted lightly. So, even though Fang Qingqing's eyes were already shining, she had to feign composure and nod.

"Are you the shopkeeper? You just don't want to come to my house?" Mr. Zhu looked around and didn't see a piece of cloth, but he noticed Fang Qingqing who didn't stand up to greet him.

"Master, you need to come to the store in person for the first time. After we have made a detailed registration with you and understood your preferences, we can bring the materials that suit you to your door to serve you. Now you can follow Lancao to the private room to choose." Fang Qingqing stood up and spoke in a calm tone, neither angry nor happy. This was what Xiao Lan taught her, just keep smiling.

"Orchid?" Master Zhu took one look at the pattern on Xiao Bai's clothes and sneered.

"I came here to pick out materials, but you, the shopkeeper, didn't receive me in person. What's the point of all this flowers and plants?" Master Zhu always relied on his wealth to act tyrannically. Now that he saw Fang Qingqing was not respectful to him, he felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Lan once said that if there are difficult customers, you should never follow what they say to avoid getting into trouble.

"We are selecting our materials slowly in the private room. Standing in the hallway would be detrimental to your status, sir." Fang Qingqing did not answer Mr. Zhu's words, but led him directly into the private room.

Mr. Zhu regarded Fang Qingqing's avoidance of the question as a compromise with himself, so he followed her in.

Mr. Zhu would not come to this place where cloth is sold in person, but he was attending a banquet in the restaurant at noon today, and it happened that the four old men of the Xiao family were also at the banquet.

Xiao Yu was bragging about how rare his clothes were and how they were worth a fortune, so he started arguing with him. He didn't believe it. How could he not buy clothes with money? He had always disliked Xiao Yu's pretentiousness and his pretense of being well-educated. He often teased him with words he couldn't understand. Don't think he didn't know.

Master Zhu entered the private room and couldn't wait to ask, "Where's the material? What kind of good material is so hard to buy! Bring it here and let me see it. I want the one that Xiao Yu bought!"

"Excuse me, sir. Our fabrics are all limited edition. I need to see which batch you're referring to." Fang Qingqing took a booklet from a small shelf beside the desk. The booklet was small, just enough to take up half the desk. When opened, each page had a piece of fabric attached to it, with some introductory text written next to it.

This was done by everyone overnight last night, and Sun Shaohua was still asked to sit up and write the words.

"What the hell is this?" Mr. Zhu had never seen anything like this before. Aren't fabrics usually rolled up and held on the body? What on earth was this booklet?

"This is our sample book. It contains the names, sources, and patterns of our fabrics. Most importantly, different fabrics have different limited quantities. Look at this..." Fang Qingqing pointed at the words and said, "It says 'Five People' here, which means only five people in the city can buy this piece of fabric. This one with 'One Person' means only one person in the city can buy it. Mr. Xiao should buy this one, which is available to four people."

Master Zhu turned to look at his housekeeper in disbelief, then stared into Fang Qingqing's eyes. "Is there something wrong with you? Why are there so many rules just for buying fabric?"

"That's not the rule." Fang Qingqing picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Master Zhu. "The material of the clothes you buy should reflect your status. If it were an ordinary fabric shop, we wouldn't dare invite you to come in person. Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. How can we, with your status, choose the material and just roll up a few pieces of cloth and it will be done?"

Mr. Zhu was confused by what he heard, but he also felt that it made some sense.

"Did your boss send a piece of clothing to Magistrate Su?" He also heard it from the housekeeper.

"Yes, this one!" Fang Qingqing flipped to the last few pages. "This one can be ordered by one person."

Master Zhu glanced at the butler behind him, who nodded, "It was this master. I was right next to him and saw it."

"Then I can't buy this?" Mr. Zhu looked up and looked at Fang Qingqing inquiringly.

"Yes, I can't buy it anymore. Since it's a gift to the county magistrate, it must be the best!"

"What about clothes similar to his?" Mr. Zhu suddenly felt that wearing the same level of clothes as Xiao Yu could no longer highlight his status.

Fang Qingqing flipped the page and pointed at the material to introduce it to Master Zhu. "Master, what do you think of this? The color is calm and the pattern is elegant. It suits your temperament very well. And it's made of silk, so it's soft and comfortable to wear. You use a lot of good things, so you must know that. There's no need for me to tell you more."

Mr. Zhu was praised to the sky by Fang Qingqing. When he touched the material, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, but he knew that the word "one person" written on it attracted him and couldn't take his eyes off it.

"This is it, how much is it!"

"Five hundred taels!"

"How much?" Mr. Zhu almost dropped the teapot, and the housekeeper quickly held him up.

"Are you here to rob us?" the housekeeper pointed at Fang Qingqing and cursed.

Fang Qingqing's eyes twitched, but she still forced a smile. "You can also look at other things."

"Miss Qing, the material of 'Kunshan Yuli' has been ordered by the customer of the Magnolia Room!"

Someone called out from outside the door, and Fang Qingqing turned the page. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu, the 'Kunshan Yuli' you liked just now has been reserved. You can look at something else."

"What? Who ordered it? I clearly chose it first, why did you give it to someone else?" Mr. Zhu immediately got angry, "Boss, what do you mean?"

"Master Zhu, we all use a booklet here. Whoever speaks out first gets the final say. Since you haven't confirmed it yet, I can't just say anything." Fang Qingqing opened the booklet and turned to the others. "How about you take a look at this one? After all, five hundred taels is certainly not a small amount. You can choose from a few more and then make a decision."

"What are you picking for? Five hundred taels is nothing. I want this one!" Master Zhu stood up. "Hurry up and ask that Magnolia or something to make another choice!"

Fang Qingqing pretended to be embarrassed, "How can this be possible?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up! Just say you shouted too late!"

Fang Qingqing retreated with a sad face, walked to the end of the Magnolia Room, chatted with the servants inside for a few words, and then retreated back to Master Zhu.

"Master Zhu, this 'Kunshan Yuli' is yours. Now let me introduce your material to you." Fang Qingqing invited Master Zhu to sit down and filled his teacup.

"We have four pieces of this 'Kunshan Yuli' fabric in our store. A craftsman will come to take your measurements and write down your requirements. The fabric can be stored in the store. You can make one piece first and use the rest for winter or next year."

"Isn't it five hundred taels for a piece of cloth?" Mr. Zhu suddenly felt that he had made a profit.

"Of course not. Not only these four pieces, but also the lapels and cuffs of the garments are made of the finest silk or brocade, and these are not charged separately. So, the material you bought reflects your status and is worth every penny!"

"You won't sell this fabric to anyone else?"

"From now on, we'll make clothes just for you in our shop. The styles are all designed by our best craftsmen, and they won't be the same as those in other shops. We'll also embroider the clothes with our own special marks. Even if the same style appears on the street, it won't be comparable to yours. They'll just be imitations! But the material comes from the capital, and we have to make this clear to you. I can't guarantee that the high-ranking officials in the capital won't share your taste."

"Material from the capital?"

"Yes, the materials in our shop are all from the capital, otherwise we wouldn't dare to bring them out for you to choose."

"Send someone to follow the housekeeper home to get the silver. I'll measure the size here and see what it should look like." Master Zhu's eyes were full of anticipation.

Xue Wu couldn't help but whisper in the other private room, "What is the special mark?"

"It's the LOGO!" Xiao Lan smiled.

"Old dog? Embroider an old dog?" Xue Wu was stunned.