Ye Qingyi understood the meaning of the shopkeeper. Although she did not have such a plan at present, it was not convenient for her to refuse him directly. So she promised to go back and think about it. For the design draft just now, the shopkeeper gave Ye Qingyi fifty taels of silver.
When Ye Qingyi came out of Splendid Brocade Shop, she got some heavy silver in her pocket." I didn't expect it would be so easy to make money here. The design of that dress can even be exchanged for fifty liang of silver. "
It suddenly occurred to Ye Qingyi that if she wanted to defeat Concubine Yun, it was not enough to have a plan. She would need other people's help. And if she wanted someone else to help, she would need money.
As the saying goes, “Money makes the mare go.” Concubine Yun must have spent a lot of silver to get the present status in the General's Mansion. It seemed that she really had to think about how to make more money - after all, pocket money was always limited. If she had a way to make money, she would be able to cultivate capable personnel.
Ye Qingyi decided to find a way to make more money. She couldn't rely on Ye Zuohou forever. After all, there was no one more reliable than herself.
As soon as the decision was made, Ye Qingyi began her action. She drew several designs of clothes every night. When more than ten designs were finished, Ye Qingyi dressed as a man again and went to the shop before. The receptionist of Splendid Brocade Shop recognized Ye Qingyi at a glance and hurried forward.
"Welcome, young master."
"Is the shopkeeper here?" Ye Qingyi showed her intention directly. The receptionist immediately led Ye Qingyi to the inner room. When the shopkeeper of Splendid Brocade Shop saw Ye Qingyi, the smile on his face became brighter.
He had been thinking about Ye Qingyi these days, worrying that his request for cooperation would be rejected. He knew that Ye Qingyi was here to talk about cooperation today.
"Please sit, young master. Have you considered my suggestion? "
The shopkeeper happily poured a cup of tea for Ye Qingyi. Ye Qingyi looked at the milky steam coming from the tea and said, "for every garment, I want a profit of 10%. And I’ll give you a hundred designs a year. Shopkeeper, what do you think? "
Ye Qingyi's words froze the shopkeeper's smile. 10% profit? This... This young master was really cruel.
"Young master, it seems too much. After all, we have so many expenses and costs. What do you think?"
The shopkeeper was indeed an experienced businessman. He pretended to be embarrassed, but in fact he was secretly thinking about the bottom line of Ye Qingyi. After all, the profit of 10% was quite a lot.
"If it's too difficult for you, I'll go somewhere else."
Ye Qingyi knew that the shopkeeper was tempting her bottom line. But she was not afraid of any negotiation. After all, it's not a problem for a good dress to earn more than one hundred liang of silver. Her designs were all unique, so wherever she sold them, they were worth a lot of money.
"Young master! Look at you! Please take it easy!" hearing Ye Qingyi’s words, the shopkeeper became anxious. He hurriedly reconsidered and said, "in that case, please give us ten more designs every year, and then you can get a profit of 10% for each garment sold. What do you say..."
The shopkeeper believed that he met a genius, so he had to find a way to cooperate with such a cash cow. Although his shop was famous in the city, it still had two strong competitors. With the help of this young master, he could leave his competitors far behind.
"Hum..." Ye Qingyi stroked the folding fan in her hand, pretending to be thinking. In fact, she had already made her decision. Although she could sell her designs elsewhere, she might have some unnecessary troubles. And she thought this shopkeeper was clever enough.
"Then... I have to agree." Ye Qingyi smiled and answered.
The shopkeeper was very happy. Finally, he had successfully cooperated with this "God of wealth", and he would always respect “him” and treat “him”well.
"Young master, what should I call you?" Now that they made the deal, of course he has to ask for his partner’s name, otherwise it would be a bit inappropriate.
"Shopkeeper, you don't need to call me master. Just call me Ye Qing. "
"Ye Qing, that's a good name. Now that our business is settled, you may call me Old Jin as my surname is Jin." The shopkeeper's heart blossomed as if he had seen the silver pouring into his pocket like the tide.
"In that case, I'll call you Bro Jin. You can also call me your little bro. Here are ten final designs. Bro Jin, you may have a look first."
Ye Qing took out the designs she drew a few days ago and handed them to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took over quickly and enjoyed them carefully. These designs were wonderful. He never thought clothes could be made in these ways before.
"Bro Ye, you are so young and talented. I really admire you. Bro Ye, please wait a moment. "
The shopkeeper went to the back yard. Soon, he took out a money bag that looked full of silver and put it in front of Ye Qingyi.
"Bro Ye, please take this first."
"Bro Jin, this is..."
"Bro Ye, this is the deposit. From now on, please do not sell your design to others. I'm afraid you don't know how fierce the competition is in the market. It is just like battlefield."
The shopkeeper sighed. If it wasn't for the long history and good reputation of his shop, his shop would have been eliminated in the competition. This was the business handed down by his ancestors. If it was destroyed in his hands, he would not dare to meet the spirits of his ancestors after his death.
"Bro Jin, although I have never run a business,I know the importance of honesty. There are thousands of shops in the world, but I just walked into yours that day. It shows that we are predestined. So you don't have to worry. "
Ye Qingyi knew that the market was even more dangerous than the battlefield. The swords and guns on the battlefield were visible while the attacks on the market was invisible - sometimes even fatal.
"Hahaha. You're right. It's almost time for lunch. Would you like to stay for lunch? "
Ye Qingyi's words reassured the shopkeeper.
"No, thank you. I have something else to do. I'll send you designs later. "
"OK. Then I won't see you off. "
Ye Qingyi understood the meaning of the shopkeeper. Although she did not have such a plan at present, it was not convenient for her to refuse him directly. So she promised to go back and think about it. For the design draft just now, the shopkeeper gave Ye Qingyi fifty taels of silver.
When Ye Qingyi came out of Splendid Brocade Shop, she got some heavy silver in her pocket." I didn't expect it would be so easy to make money here. The design of that dress can even be exchanged for fifty liang of silver. "
It suddenly occurred to Ye Qingyi that if she wanted to defeat Concubine Yun, it was not enough to have a plan. She would need other people's help. And if she wanted someone else to help, she would need money.
As the saying goes, “Money makes the mare go.” Concubine Yun must have spent a lot of silver to get the present status in the General's Mansion. It seemed that she really had to think about how to make more money - after all, pocket money was always limited. If she had a way to make money, she would be able to cultivate capable personnel.
Ye Qingyi decided to find a way to make more money. She couldn't rely on Ye Zuohou forever. After all, there was no one more reliable than herself.
As soon as the decision was made, Ye Qingyi began her action. She drew several designs of clothes every night. When more than ten designs were finished, Ye Qingyi dressed as a man again and went to the shop before. The receptionist of Splendid Brocade Shop recognized Ye Qingyi at a glance and hurried forward.
"Welcome, young master."
"Is the shopkeeper here?" Ye Qingyi showed her intention directly. The receptionist immediately led Ye Qingyi to the inner room. When the shopkeeper of Splendid Brocade Shop saw Ye Qingyi, the smile on his face became brighter.
He had been thinking about Ye Qingyi these days, worrying that his request for cooperation would be rejected. He knew that Ye Qingyi was here to talk about cooperation today.
"Please sit, young master. Have you considered my suggestion? "
The shopkeeper happily poured a cup of tea for Ye Qingyi. Ye Qingyi looked at the milky steam coming from the tea and said, "for every garment, I want a profit of 10%. And I’ll give you a hundred designs a year. Shopkeeper, what do you think? "
Ye Qingyi's words froze the shopkeeper's smile. 10% profit? This... This young master was really cruel.
"Young master, it seems too much. After all, we have so many expenses and costs. What do you think?"
The shopkeeper was indeed an experienced businessman. He pretended to be embarrassed, but in fact he was secretly thinking about the bottom line of Ye Qingyi. After all, the profit of 10% was quite a lot.
"If it's too difficult for you, I'll go somewhere else."
Ye Qingyi knew that the shopkeeper was tempting her bottom line. But she was not afraid of any negotiation. After all, it's not a problem for a good dress to earn more than one hundred liang of silver. Her designs were all unique, so wherever she sold them, they were worth a lot of money.
"Young master! Look at you! Please take it easy!" hearing Ye Qingyi’s words, the shopkeeper became anxious. He hurriedly reconsidered and said, "in that case, please give us ten more designs every year, and then you can get a profit of 10% for each garment sold. What do you say..."
The shopkeeper believed that he met a genius, so he had to find a way to cooperate with such a cash cow. Although his shop was famous in the city, it still had two strong competitors. With the help of this young master, he could leave his competitors far behind.
"Hum..." Ye Qingyi stroked the folding fan in her hand, pretending to be thinking. In fact, she had already made her decision. Although she could sell her designs elsewhere, she might have some unnecessary troubles. And she thought this shopkeeper was clever enough.
"Then... I have to agree." Ye Qingyi smiled and answered.
The shopkeeper was very happy. Finally, he had successfully cooperated with this "God of wealth", and he would always respect “him” and treat “him”well.
"Young master, what should I call you?" Now that they made the deal, of course he has to ask for his partner’s name, otherwise it would be a bit inappropriate.
"Shopkeeper, you don't need to call me master. Just call me Ye Qing. "
"Ye Qing, that's a good name. Now that our business is settled, you may call me Old Jin as my surname is Jin." The shopkeeper's heart blossomed as if he had seen the silver pouring into his pocket like the tide.
"In that case, I'll call you Bro Jin. You can also call me your little bro. Here are ten final designs. Bro Jin, you may have a look first."
Ye Qing took out the designs she drew a few days ago and handed them to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took over quickly and enjoyed them carefully. These designs were wonderful. He never thought clothes could be made in these ways before.
"Bro Ye, you are so young and talented. I really admire you. Bro Ye, please wait a moment. "
The shopkeeper went to the back yard. Soon, he took out a money bag that looked full of silver and put it in front of Ye Qingyi.
"Bro Ye, please take this first."
"Bro Jin, this is..."
"Bro Ye, this is the deposit. From now on, please do not sell your design to others. I'm afraid you don't know how fierce the competition is in the market. It is just like battlefield."
The shopkeeper sighed. If it wasn't for the long history and good reputation of his shop, his shop would have been eliminated in the competition. This was the business handed down by his ancestors. If it was destroyed in his hands, he would not dare to meet the spirits of his ancestors after his death.
"Bro Jin, although I have never run a business,I know the importance of honesty. There are thousands of shops in the world, but I just walked into yours that day. It shows that we are predestined. So you don't have to worry. "
Ye Qingyi knew that the market was even more dangerous than the battlefield. The swords and guns on the battlefield were visible while the attacks on the market was invisible - sometimes even fatal.
"Hahaha. You're right. It's almost time for lunch. Would you like to stay for lunch? "
Ye Qingyi's words reassured the shopkeeper.
"No, thank you. I have something else to do. I'll send you designs later. "
"OK. Then I won't see you off. "
