[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Hongshi Town was bustling with people. The small vendors on both sides of the street had already occupied the best spots. There were also actors and dancers passing through the streets, singing operas and performing dragon dances.

"It's really lively today."

Song Yanzhi was talking to Su beside her with excitement. This was her first time to attend an ancient temple fair, and she was curious about everything she saw.

"That's not a big deal, but there are a lot of people at this temple fair, so you have to watch your children carefully and be careful of those who take advantage of you."

Su carried the patchwork bag Song Yanzhi had given her on her arm, held the child in one hand, and held their eldest son's hand with the other, walking quite easily among the crowd.

Song Yanzhi felt a little uncomfortable. She had three children, all of whom were young. She was holding one in her arms, holding the second child's hand, and the second child was holding the eldest child's hand.

"Big boy, second boy, did you hear what Aunt Su said? Big boy, hold your brother's hand and don't let go."

"Don't worry, stepmother. I know everything and I will never forget it."

"Why call her stepmother? You should call her mother."

Su spoke for Song Yanzhi, but Song Yanzhi smiled and said nothing.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going to the cloth shop later. Do you want to go?"

"I want to go back to my mother's home and see my mother."

Su's family is from Hongshi Town. As for why a girl from the town would marry into the village, there is an interesting story.

One year, it snowed heavily. Han Ming came to the town to sell pheasants he had caught in the fields. He saw an old woman fall down, and with heartache, he carried the old woman to the hospital on his back. He used the copper coins he had earned from selling the pheasants to see a doctor and get medicine for the old woman, and then sent the old woman home.

This old lady was Su's mother. When Han Ming sent the old lady home, he met Su. They were both teenagers, both good-looking, and they fell in love at first sight.

Seeing that Han Ming was kind-hearted, Su's mother married her daughter Su to Han Ming.

Su's brother from her mother's side opened a grocery store in Hongshi Town. The grocery store was far away from the cloth shop, so Su and Song Yanzhi separated.

When she had agreed to meet Su, she took her children and walked towards the cloth shop.

There were many people in the cloth shop today. Maybe it was because Song Yanzhi bought a lot of cloth last time, so the owner of the cloth shop marked her as a big customer. As soon as she entered the cloth shop with her children, the sharp-eyed owner recognized her.

"My dear, you haven't been to the cloth shop for a while."

"Boss, do you still remember me?"

Song Yanzhi was a little surprised.

"How could I not recognize you, young lady? Please come in quickly, young lady."

This businessman, I have to say, has a very sharp eye.

"Boss, you have good taste."

Song Yanzhi praised sincerely.

The cloth shop owner smiled sweetly.

"Thank you for the compliment, my lady. What did you come here to buy today?"

Their cloth shop has purchased a lot of new cloth these days for the temple fair.

"Boss, do you think my bag looks good?"

Although Song Yanzhi was holding a baby, her clothes and outfit were all well-thought-out, especially the shoulder bag on her arm, which was extremely exquisite and matched her clothes, making it pleasing to the eye.

"To be honest, young lady, the moment you walked in, I fell in love with the bag you were carrying. It's really beautiful. Where did you buy it? When I have some free time, I'll go buy one too."

The owner of the cloth shop is also a woman. As a woman, no one can refuse a nice bag.

"Boss, do you think this bag looks good?"

Song Yanzhi's face flashed with joy, and then she said, "I made this patchwork bag myself. I wonder if I can put it on consignment here with you? Of course, I won't let the boss sell it to me for free. How about we split it 20/80?"

"This bag, young lady, is beautiful, and I like it very much. It would be fine if I could buy one or two. It's consignment, but I'm afraid it won't sell well."

As soon as the boss saw that Song Yanzhi was discussing business with her, his expression immediately changed.

"That's such a pity. The boss is right. We are a small place, and we can't even afford to buy food and drinks. There shouldn't be many people buying these patchwork bags. It's okay. I can just take them to the county town to sell them next time."

The cloth shop owner's expression changed. How could this young lady be so bad at business talks? She said this just to use Qiao to negotiate the price. Why didn't this lady just consign the goods?

The patchwork bags that the young lady brought were very beautiful. Although the people in Hongshi Town didn't have much money, the young ladies and ladies from the officials' and wealthy families were able to buy them all.

Looking at the complexity of these patchwork bags, I'm afraid her productivity won't be high. If she only supplies those ladies and girls, her business will be much better.

If she went to the county town to purchase goods and then sold them there, she could make a lot of money by multiplying the price several times over.

"Young lady, how about putting one or two in and trying them out first?"

The boss spoke tentatively, saying that the young lady had said she was going to the county town to sell it, and if she didn't give in, the deal would be gone.

"Thank you very much, boss."

Only then did Song Yanzhi smile.

"I wonder what price the young lady would like to set?"

These bags are big and small.

"A cloth bag the size of a purse costs one ounce of silver. The kind I'm carrying costs three ounces of silver, and a larger one costs five ounces of silver."

Song Yanzhi told the owner of the cloth shop the price she had in mind. The owner was shocked, thinking that the price was too high.

"My dear lady, your price is too high. This will be hard to sell."

If the cloth shop owner was just taking advantage of the situation, it would be really difficult to sell.

"The boss has been dealing with needlework and fabrics for years, so he must be able to see that making this patchwork bag is extremely time-consuming. If the price is set too low, he will lose money.

How about this, boss, help me sell the patchwork bags. It takes a lot of effort, and I'll split the profits 70% and 30% for you. How about that?"

"Thank you very much, young lady. By the way, I don't know what your name is, ma'am?"

The cloth shop owner would naturally be willing to make a little more profit.

"Boss, just call me Rouge. Do you have any more rags? I'd like to buy some more."

Those who run cloth shops may not have much other things, but they definitely have a lot of scraps of cloth.

"Yes, how much does Sister Rouge want?"

"I wonder how you sell these rags?"

The scraps of cloth are just some scattered pieces of cloth, and come in many sizes.

"Weighing by the jin, the scraps are not worth much. They are usually sold for five wen. If you want them, sister Yanzhi, I will give them to you at three wen per jin."

As the cloth shop owner said this, he personally took Song Yanzhi to the warehouse where the scraps of cloth were kept. Song Yanzhi picked and chose in the warehouse and bought ten pounds of scraps of cloth and put them into her backpack.

"Big Baby, Second Baby, where do you want to go play?"

Song Yanzhi finished her own business and looked at the two children who had been following her, being well-behaved and silent.

"Stepmother, I want to eat watermelon"

Watermelon is crispy and sweet, and he loves it the most.

When Erwa and Song Yanzhi just came to the cloth shop, he saw people selling watermelons on the street. At that time, his mother was busy, so he didn't dare to mention it.

"Okay, let's go buy some watermelon."