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

The fur merchant in Hongyue Town was only open from August every year to May of the following year. Song Yanzhi put the cloth and cotton on the ox cart and went to the fur merchant.

When Song Yanzhi walked into the fur store, a middle-aged man in his forties greeted him.

"Young lady, come over here, what do you want to buy?"

Song Yanzhi was attracted by the boys and girls in the shop.

"What a coincidence."

The boy and girl also saw her, and the little girl rushed towards her.

"Are you here to buy leather? To make bags? But tell me, bunny bags are made of wild fur."

The little girl asked a series of questions like a machine gun, and Song Yanzhi listened with a smile. She waited until the little girl finished speaking before answering.

"The little rabbit shoulder bag that the girl bought, I guarantee that the hemp water used is also that of white rabbit fur. I came to the fur merchant to buy some fur to make winter clothes.

Besides, aren't the furs sold to the fur traders by hunters? How can they be said to be not wild?"

"Yeah, by the way, did you make that bunny bag? You have such a clever hand. I love that bag."

The little girl was impetuous and didn't have much brains, so he felt relieved after Song Yanzhi explained.

"Yes, I make all the bags for the cloth shop."

"Can you make a little fox bag? My eldest sister likes little foxes, and I want to bring her a bag back."

When the little girl first bought the little rabbit shoulder bag, she thought it was expensive. But after she got it, she liked it more and more the more she looked at it.

"If I could find the right leather, I could do it."

Song Yanzhi did not refuse. Anyone who has the opportunity to make money is a fool.

"Do you want fox fur? Uncle Tian, ​​please take out all the fox furs in our store and let this young lady choose."

The little girl waved her hand and shouted at the middle-aged man in his forties.

The middle-aged man looked calmly at the young man who was sitting on the chair without moving. The young man lowered his head, and then he replied to the girl.

"Okay lady."

"Is this store yours?"

Song Yanzhi asked curiously after hearing what the little girl said.

"No, this is my maternal grandfather's property."

Uncle Tian quickly brought out two fine fox skins from the warehouse, one snow-white and the other bright red.

"What color leather does your eldest sister like?"

Song Yanzhi touched the fox fur. It was soft and smooth. The fur was made very well.

"White. This is the same color as my bunny."

"Does the girl want to make the leather herself and then pay for the craftsmanship and design? Or should I just buy it outright like she did with her bag?"

Song Yanzhi had just touched the fox fur. If she wanted to buy the whole piece of fox fur, it would probably cost a lot of money. If she then made a bag out of the fox fur and sold it, it would be much more expensive than the little rabbit shoulder bag.

"Of course..."

"What if I buy the whole thing? What if I give you the skin and ask you to make it?"

The little girl had finished speaking, but the boy who had been sitting in the chair without moving finally spoke.

The young man realized that if he didn't take care of his sister, all the money he and his sister had brought with them would be lost.

"If I buy the whole thing, you must know that fox fur is much more expensive than rabbit fur, regardless of the craftsmanship and skills. The price of the bag made from it will naturally be much more expensive.

If you provide the leather and let me do the work, I'll just charge a fee for the workmanship and design, which isn't much."

"Uncle Tian, ​​how much is this white fox fur worth?"

The young man asked the old shopkeeper.

"If we make this fox fur well, the market price will be about four hundred taels of silver."

A piece of leather costs so much, not to mention making it into a bag, the price would have to double.

The little girl suddenly felt distressed when she saw that she had to spend eight hundred taels to buy a bag.

"So expensive?"

The little girl was not very old, and looked only about twelve or thirteen years old. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to be well protected by her family and was ignorant of the world.

The little girl felt a pang of pain. Although her family was relatively wealthy, her monthly interest was only twenty taels of silver. If she bought a little rabbit bag and a fox bag, she would have used up all her monthly allowance for half a year.

"Let's sell the fur. This fox fur can be made into something the size of my sister's bunny bag. It won't take much fur, and there will be plenty left over. Can you make anything else, young lady?"

Song Yanzhi took the leather again. Her eyes were like a ruler. After looking at it for a while, she calculated how much leather would be needed to make a fox bag.

"This fur can be made into a fox fur bag and two pairs of gloves. They are perfect for girls to wear in winter or when enjoying the snow."

"Then it's up to you, Madam. Please calculate how much we should pay for the labor and design fees, and then leave us the address and delivery time."

He didn't understand what Song Yanzhi meant by the design fee, but it didn't matter. As long as the young lady in front of him could really make various animal bags, it would be a huge business opportunity.

"It takes about a month to make a fox bag. You can pick it up at the cloth shop when the time comes. The labor and design fees, as well as the two pairs of gloves, will only be one hundred taels."

Song Yanzhi couldn't say that she could make a small animal bag in one or two days. If she really said that it could be made in such a short time, then the handmade bag in her hand would be worthless.

"That won't do. Our leather is worth four hundred taels, and you're just sending us away with a cloth shop? You should at least tell us where you live."

The young man who just seemed to be a scholar now looks like a seasoned businessman, his shrewdness and ability are fully revealed.

Song Yanzhi didn't want to tell anyone about Han Heming's home. That was Han Heming's home, not hers. She didn't want to bring any trouble to Han Heming because of herself.

"If you don't believe me, just get someone to call the owner of the cloth shop over and we can sign the contract."

The young man stared at Song Yanzhi and suddenly smiled. That's fine.

Soon the clerk in the fur shop called the cloth shop owner over.

After several people signed the contract, Song Yanzhi bought two cheap deerskins and spent dozens of taels of silver to make a few pairs of boots for Mr. Han.

When they walked out of the fur shop, the sun was already high. Song Yanzhi thought about taking the buns back and giving them to the children, so she wouldn't cook lunch.

I went to the bun shop and bought some buns, and then bought some dried fruits and snacks for the children for the winter.

When she returned to Hongya Village, it was already afternoon. When she got home, she first unloaded the things she had bought on an ox cart, and then walked towards the village, intending to go to Han Ming's house and pick up the children.

However, just as she reached the entrance of the village, she heard the voices of several children.

"Han Dawa, you are a wild child whose mother has died. Your stepmother is shameless. She ran to your house and slept with your father without a matchmaker. Shame on you, shameless."