After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Luo Shuiyao naturally understood the hidden meaning behind Fang Yueniang's words. She smiled gently and said, "Sister Yueniang, how could that be? I had been planning to visit you a few days ago, but was unable to do so due to various trivial matters. So, as soon as I had some free time today, I rushed here early."

Fang Yueniang had no intention of blaming Luo Shuiyao. After hearing her explanation, she stopped dwelling on the matter and took her hand, leading her into the room. "Come with me, sister. Let's go in and talk."

The two of them came to a small inner room. Luo Shuiyao took a quick look and saw that the inner room was fully furnished with chairs, a small couch, and a tea table.

Fang Yueniang asked her to sit at the low table, and gracefully poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Luo Shuiyao. "Sister, please have some tea. This is Longjing tea before the rain. It tastes fresh and sweet. I wonder if you like it."

Luo Shuiyao quickly took it with both hands, "Thank you sister for treating me with such good tea, but I don't know much about the tea ceremony, please don't waste this pot of good tea."

Fang Yueniang glanced at her disapprovingly and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense. No matter how good the tea is, it is for people to drink. How can you waste it?"

Luo Shuiyao felt that her look was so charming that she, a woman, could not control herself. She quickly begged for mercy, "It was my sister who spoke out of turn. Please don't blame me, sister."

"Haha," Fang Yueniang laughed at her playful appearance. Afterwards, the two sat down and chatted for a while before getting down to business.

Fang Yueniang smiled slightly, her eyes full of admiration. "Sister, the dress you designed, after it was made according to the blueprint, has been very popular among the women of Kyoto, as you've seen. Business is booming now, and your ideas are novel and unique, truly eye-catching."

Luo Shuiyao nodded slightly, the corners of her mouth curled up. "It's my honor to receive praise from Sister Yue Niang. I'm also very happy to see Xiaoyi so popular in Kyoto."

Fang Yueniang nodded slightly after hearing what Luo Shuiyao said, and then continued: "After returning to Kyoto, I reported this matter to my wife."

"Of course, I didn't tell my wife who designed the dress. I just said it was a woman's idea and asked me to pass it on. My wife was quite impressed and she also agreed to give you 50% of the proceeds from the sales in my shop."

“How come there are so many?”

Luo Shuiyao was a little surprised. She originally thought that a 30% to 70% split would be good, but she didn't expect to get such a high split. It seems that the Marquis' wife is quite honest in the business world.

Fang Yueniang smiled and said, "My shop's business was decent before, but not particularly outstanding. Ever since we started selling these small clothes, the shop has been packed with people, and sales of ready-made silk and satin have increased exponentially. Don't worry, we will make even more money."

Luo Shuiyao thought about it and realized that it was indeed true. How much could a small piece of clothing sell for? Cloth and ready-made clothes could easily cost tens or even hundreds of taels. The appearance of small clothing boosted sales for the entire store, just like the economic boost in today's business world. Naturally, there were many benefits.

She took a sip of tea and felt that what Fang Yueniang said was right. It was indeed refreshing and sweet. "So how much silver can I get this time?"

Fang Yueniang looked at her, her thin lips slightly curled, "Two hundred taels."

Luo Shuiyao was a little surprised after hearing this. She didn't expect that she could earn such a considerable amount of money in such a short time. The corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

"Two hundred taels... this is really a pleasant surprise." Luo Shuiyao said softly, her tone full of emotion.

Fang Yueniang looked at Luo Shuiyao's reaction and smiled even brighter. "Sister, this is just the beginning. As Xiaoyi's fame grows, our profits will only increase."

Luo Shuiyao still couldn't believe it, "But it's only been a few days, this is too much."

Fang Yueniang looked at Luo Shuiyao's reaction and chuckled softly. "Sister, you don't know. Those people in the shop just now were just ordinary people. They only need two taels to buy a small dress. But the real money is made by the ladies of the wealthy families. Their small dresses are hand-embroidered by our embroiderers, embroidered with all kinds of flowers, making them even more exquisite."

She took a sip of tea and continued, "Besides, this item is rare and indeed more useful than a bellyband or a bra. The ladies of the wealthy families are older, so naturally they have a higher demand for this item. They will never spend too much. When the reputation spreads and everyone knows about it, just imagine how much money this Treasure Clothing Shop will earn."

Luo Shuiyao was stunned. Well, they are quite business-minded, even thinking of personal customization. But this matter is also beneficial to her. She nodded slightly, "Sister Yue Niang is right. The prospects of this small clothing are indeed considerable."

But then, Luo Shuiyao thought of another possibility and expressed her doubts: "However, once it gets out, everyone will know. This is not a perfect secret. Others can see it, and we will no longer have any advantage."

Hearing this, Fang Yueniang's eyes flashed with a hint of thought, "That's true."

Then, she asked Luo Shuiyao, "I wonder if my sister has any way to prevent others from imitating me?"

Luo Shuiyao thought for a moment and said, "This is actually easy to do. Before others notice, we can recruit all the embroiderers in the city and promote the name of Baoyifang. When everyone thinks of small clothes, they will think of Baoyifang. When the time is right and the name is well-known, we can actively tell other shops how to make small clothes. They only need to pay a small commission. This way, we won't monopolize the market, but we can still make profits in the long run."

Fang Yueniang listened to Luo Shuiyao's words and nodded slightly, her eyes full of appreciation: "Sister, this is a great idea. I will tell my wife."

The two smiled at each other, and the room became warm.

After a moment, Fang Yue Niang restrained her smile, looked at Luo Shui Yao with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Seeing her embarrassment, Luo Shuiyao asked, "Sister, do you have something to tell me?"

Fang Yueniang pursed her lips, a look of shame on her face, "There is something I want to tell you."

Luo Shuiyao quickly pretended to listen attentively. Fang Yueniang said, "Sister only signed a five-year contract with the master. Now that the five-year period is up, Sister is ready to leave here and see if she can make a living on her own. After all, Sister is old and can't keep wasting time like this."

At this point, she glanced at Luo Shuiyao and continued, "If you still don't want people to know about your small clothing business, I can help you. When the profits are distributed, you can send someone to collect them."

After hearing what she said, Luo Shuiyao showed a hint of joy on her face. She had finally waited for this opportunity.

The moment she first heard Fang Yueniang's name, she knew who she was. The original novel mentions that the heroine has a manager who manages her shop. Although this person is the mistress of the shop, he is extremely skilled in amassing wealth. Lu Zhaozhao's rise to fame after marriage is largely due to her generosity and lavish spending.