Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Mo Lan looked at her aunt and found it amusing; this aunt was quite a character. If she had encountered a clumsy person who wouldn't cooperate, then the whole performance would have been for nothing.

"Then, let me think about it?" Mo Lan tilted her head in thought.

“Young lady, just sell them to Madam Fang. Madam Fang is the wife of Master Qian, the clerk of our town. It would be an honor for you to sell the shoes to her. What are you still hesitating about?” Madam He advised from the side.

Mo Lan looked at her resentful eyes and thought, "You little brat, you pressured others to lower their prices, and now you clearly want to sell these shoes for a high price, but you have to go against your conscience and persuade me to sell them to someone else. I'm so angry!"

"Alright then, give it to Miss Yan'er. Madam can just give a hundred or eighty taels of silver." Mo Lan's face stung with pain as she handed the shoe to the second young lady.

A loud thud was heard nearby. Mo Lan looked and saw that Madam Fang had dropped her teacup.

"One hundred and eighty taels of silver, little girl, you really dare to ask for that much! Do you even know how much a bolt of silk is worth?" Madam He was also startled.

I don't know how much the silk is worth, and I know the shoes aren't worth that much silver. But if I don't scare you, do you even care about us country bumpkins?

"What? Did I ask for too little?" Mo Lan asked, looking puzzled.

"It's not too little, it's too much!" Madam He said through gritted teeth.

"Really? I heard from my relatives in the capital that some people spend tens of thousands of taels of silver at a time, and that her household spends tens of thousands of taels on fabrics every year. Is 100 taels too much?" Mo Lan frowned, looking like she didn't understand the trouble.

Everyone in the room gasped. What kind of family must they be? They spend tens of thousands of taels of silver a year just on fabric. They must be either a prince or a marquis, or a high-ranking official in charge.

"Lanlan." Liu's face showed some fear. She was clearly frightened by the girl.

Mo Lan quickly covered her mouth, "I forgot, my aunt told me not to tell anyone, I will definitely remember in the future."

Madam He and Madam Fang nodded knowingly; this must be a powerful family from the capital. These were things they shouldn't know, and it was best not to ask. However, this girl should not be underestimated in the future.

“Young lady, this is the capital, not our town. Your shoes are nice, but they're not worth that much. Since you have a design, you can make more later. Please sell them to us at a lower price.” Madam Fang’s attitude was very gentle.

“Then, Madam, please name a price. Today, I saw that you are so noble yet so approachable, and the Second Miss is also so beautiful. Lanlan thinks the Second Miss is like a fairy and is willing to give her the shoes.” Mo Lan said sincerely.

People love to hear nice things, and Madam Fang and the second young lady both smiled broadly after hearing Mo Lan's words.

"Then I'll give you three taels of silver. It would be too much of a bargain for us to take advantage of you," Madam Fang said, stating her price.

Liu was utterly shocked. These were just shoes made of scraps of cloth! How could they possibly sell for three taels of silver? Was she dreaming?

“Thank you, Madam, but five taels is too much. I feel bad about it. I like you and Miss Lanlan and am willing to pay extra to sell to you. Please give me two taels.” Mo Lan automatically lowered the price.

Madam Fang was taken aback by her words. Didn't this girl want a hundred or eighty taels earlier? Why did she lower the price after she gave her three taels? Yes, she must genuinely think that Yan'er and I are good friends, and that people of our status don't put on airs with her. She must be very grateful for that.

"Well done, young lady, you are so generous at such a young age, it has truly made me admire your talent. Since you have shoe patterns, why not make a few more pairs for us?" Madam Fang asked Mo Lan.

“Great, great! My aunt and my mother are both very good at embroidery, so let’s have them make a few more pairs. I wonder if Madam would like the same color as this one? Or should we choose a different color and pattern?” Mo Lan clapped her hands excitedly.

"Oh? Are there other flowers and colors?" Mrs. Fang asked.

“Yes, these are for young girls, so the colors are bright and vibrant. We can make them more delicate. For older girls, we can make the colors a little darker. The flowers can also be large or small. The background color can be chosen according to the wearer’s preference,” Mo Lan explained. At this moment, she couldn’t care less about Liu’s shocked gaze. She’d explain to her later. Getting the business was the most important thing right now.

"Alright, I'll order three pairs. Two taels of silver per pair. I'll tell you the color requirements." Madam Fang seemed very satisfied. She ordered three pairs of shoes and then told Liu and Molan about the color combinations, as well as the length and size of the shoes.

Mo Lan made a mental note of everything. After everything was settled, she took her leave from Madam Fang and told her to wait outside.

Madam Fang smiled and agreed, then had her maid give Mo Lan five taels of loose silver, saying two taels were for the embroidered shoes and the other three taels were a deposit. She then told them to come to the cloth shop on this day next month to pick up the shoes.

Mo Lan accepted the silver and took her leave with Liu Shi. Only when they were alone did Mo Lan's eyes light up as she stared at the silver in her hand. This was the first money she had earned in this time and space! How could she not be excited? She imitated what she saw on television, picking up a small piece of silver and biting it with her teeth.

"It's so hard, it doesn't taste good." Mo Lan hurriedly rubbed her cheeks. Then she handed the silver to Liu Shi.

At this moment, Madam Liu looked at Mo Lan with complicated emotions. She did not take the silver, but instead asked, "Lanlan, how did you come up with these words today? Who taught you them?"

"Nobody taught me. I just felt that since we came up with our own shoes, no one had ever seen them before. Isn't it said that things from the capital are the best? So I said that our shoe design came from the capital. Is that wrong?" Mo Lan said innocently.

"Then why did you say you have relatives, and that you spend tens of thousands of taels of silver a year? Where did you find out about these things?" Madam Liu pressed on.

“The other day when I was playing hide-and-seek with Niu Zi and the others, I overheard some adults talking about how a prefect earns 100,000 taels of silver a year. I thought if a prefect earns 100,000 taels of silver, then the ones in the capital must earn even more. So I said that. Did I say something wrong?” Mo Lan stared at Liu Shi in confusion.

Looking at her niece's puzzled expression, Liu sighed and said, "You're not wrong, but why did you offer to lower the price for Madam Fang?"

“Isn’t Madam Fang an official’s wife? I was thinking that if she thinks it’s too expensive and changes her mind later, she’ll be too embarrassed to ask us for it again since I lowered the price for her, right? How could I have done something wrong, Aunt?” Mo Lan looked aggrieved at this moment.

“You’re not wrong, it’s just that Lan’er has become smarter,” Liu comforted Mo Lan.

"Lanlan doesn't want to get hurt anymore. Headaches are really painful, and I don't want the second wife and her family to bully our main branch anymore. So Lanlan has to try her best to become smarter so she can protect our main branch." Molan clenched her little fists, her face full of determination.

"Okay, okay. Lan'er, try your best to become smarter, and your aunt will try her best to embroider patterns. Let's work together." Liu suddenly hugged Mo Lan and said, sobbing.