Transmigrated Female Official

On its first day of opening, Mingyifang sold three sets of ready-made clothing and received nearly thirty orders, mostly for women.

This number was much larger than Chu Qingluo had expected. Gongsun Yu's judgment was indeed correct, and she was starting to admire him.

To ensure quality, Chu Qingluo instructed Lingnan and Dongxu to complete sixteen sets of clothing each month. Inside each set, she had them sew on small strips of fabric embroidered with the words "Mingyifang" (名衣坊), like a hangtag, emphasizing brand identity.

A set of custom-made clothing from Mingyi Shop is priced at around thirty gold coins. Adding in the finished clothes that have already been sold... by this calculation, it won't even take three months. In just two months, you can earn enough gold coins to pay back the original shopkeeper. It's a sure thing.

Just thinking about it makes me feel that the future is bright. This brand, Mingyifang, will surely carve out a new path for itself in this land…

"Qingluo, this will be very tiring for you." Gongsun Yu felt a little sorry for Chu Qingluo as she buried herself in drawing blueprints again.

She looked up and winked at him, "That's why I need your help." She had handed over the reins of the clothing store to Gongsun Yu, essentially letting him manage the shop. After all, she still had to attend court and was quite busy.

Gongsun Yu was pondering a question at the moment and asked, "Have you noticed that after Wu Yang played the flute today, he attracted a lot of women passing by, and the number of orders increased accordingly?"

"You mean... Wu Yang's flute music is more effective than Peony and Luo Lifei's live advertisements?" Chu Qingluo was still thinking about how to persuade Luo Lifei to come to the store as a living advertisement.

"No, what I mean is that beautiful voices can attract crowds, while Lorife and the others can give guests a more direct experience."

Chu Qingluo nodded in agreement. She didn't tell him that years later, there was something called a stereo system, which unscrupulous merchants used to create hype, playing "Don't miss it if you pass by" on a loop, seriously disturbing the peace! Where was the refined elegance conveyed by the sound of the flute?

Gongsun Yu continued, "So, should we consider inviting Wuyang to come to the neighborhood to help?"

She stared thoughtfully at his face—a clean, angular face with the gentlest eyes and the most comforting words. He clearly possessed an incredibly intelligent mind, yet… why did he seem a little foolish? After a long pause, she finally said, “You have such a big heart.”

"..." He didn't reply, but just stared intently at her.

Chu Qingluo couldn't figure out what he was thinking either, so she said, "Wu Yang is the sound of the Spirit Flute. It would be a waste of his talent to invite him to our shop." She paused, then added, "Perhaps we could invite him over once in a while."

Gongsun Yu smiled faintly: "Okay."

"Oh, right." She suddenly remembered that the Sixth Princess had appeared at the Mingyi Shop today, and said, "I said a few words for Yao Man in court last time, and now that the Mingyi Shop has opened, the Sixth Princess has come to give me gifts... Doesn't this kind of interaction make it seem like the Sixth Princess and I are very close?"

"Well... a little."

"Wouldn't that make the Fourth Princess see me as an even bigger thorn in her side?"

"I think you should maintain a relatively good relationship with all three of them, but not too close... it's about keeping a respectful distance."

"I understand that, but it's easier said than done."

Gongsun Yu thought for a moment and said, "Return the gift." The principle of reciprocity still applies; this tactic is worthwhile. "All three princesses should return the gift, but it doesn't need to be expensive."

"What should we give as a gift? If we give clothes... it feels like we're overshadowing the clothing store, which isn't quite appropriate."

"Think about it again... For example, the pastries made by the Chu family's pastry workshop."

His reminder reminded Chu Qingluo of something, but she was worried that it would seem a bit shabby, so she consulted Gongsun Yu, who said it was feasible.

She then immediately wrote down the ingredients she needed on a piece of paper and asked Nine-Tailed Fox to instruct the kitchen to prepare them for tomorrow, as she had a use for them.

……

At this moment, in front of the Luo residence.

As soon as the black lacquered wooden door opened, Luo Lifei walked out, staring at the purple-clad man in the bright moonlight outside, and said irritably, "What are you doing here?!"

Chu Yilin smiled and handed over the white jade box in his hand: "Here, this is for you. The shopkeeper said that this rouge is made from the finest pomegranate and safflower, and it looks beautiful on the face. Why don't you try it?"

Luo Lifei glanced disdainfully at the item in his hand and said, "I don't care!"

"...That day, I was too abrupt and rude. I came here specifically to apologize to you." After saying this, he bowed, handed the white jade box to her, and opened the lid: "Take a look, do you like this color?"

She glanced at it out of the corner of her eye and saw that it was indeed a bright, vibrant red, captivating... but she still pretended not to care and said, "I don't like it."

But Chu Yilin had already caught the fleeting look of surprise in her eyes. He suppressed a laugh and continued, "You are an adult, and adults should be magnanimous. Please forgive me."

She reached up and scratched her forehead, offering no response and pretending not to hear.

Seeing that she neither looked at him nor paid him any attention, he raised an eyebrow: "If you don't forgive me, I might yell at you!"

Luo Lifei looked over in surprise: "What did you shout?"

He approached her with a wicked grin, blinked his big eyes twice, and said teasingly, "Beg for mercy! Just say that I, Chu Yilin, kissed Lady Luo Lifei in public and have come to beg for her forgiveness!"

"You... shameless!" Her face flushed slightly.

Chu Yilin shrugged, tacitly agreeing; he was indeed quite shameless. "How about you accept this, and I won't shout anymore? Is that alright?"

Luo Lifei glared at him, somewhat exasperated... After a moment, she snatched the rouge from his hand, gritted her teeth, and said, "I guess I'm just unlucky!" With that, she turned and walked back into the mansion. Only after the gate closed did she press her hand to her chest and let out a long sigh of relief...

Chu Yilin, standing outside the door, still wore a mischievous grin. This straightforward young lady was quite interesting...