Farm Gate Business Tycoon

Chapter 97
The reason why she would lie down was just because she didn't want to spoil the kindness of the fourth princess.

She was lying on the bed here, closing her eyes and resting her mind, but she heard a man's familiar voice from outside. The voice was icy cold, to her ears, it was like encountering a piece of ice in the hot summer, which made people feel chills.

"Where is the fourth prince?"

Immediately, a servant girl's voice was lowered, "The fourth prince went to Mrs. Bai's place. The fourth prince's concubine is taking a rest now. Mr. Murong might as well go to the study and wait. This servant will go to Mrs. Bai's and invite the fourth prince back."

Murong Yu was silent for a while, and then said: "It's not that there is a guest today, what about the guest?"

"That girl is also taking a break, and Sister Su Yan has placed her in the room where the servants are waiting."

But Murong Yu's voice said domineeringly: "Call her out! I'll wait for her in the study!"

"Ah?" the maid said cautiously. "This...isn't that good?"

"If you don't call, I will go in myself!"

"Hey don't..." The servant girl was obviously very afraid of Murong Yu, hearing what he said, she hurriedly stopped him. "Young Master Murong go to the study to rest first, and this servant will invite that girl out immediately."

Only then did Murong Yu turn around and walk out of the fourth prince's concubine's courtyard in satisfaction. The fourth prince's study was opposite to the fourth prince's concubine's courtyard. People eavesdropped, and there were no trees around.

There were people standing guard at the door of the room and at the four corners of the house, but these guards were all deaf-mute. This was to prevent the news from leaking out. Usually, there was only one deaf-mute boy who served them tea and water.

Gu Qingmei listened to the conversation between the two of them, and couldn't help laughing. It turns out that this man is usually so domineering and indifferent to others.

Before the servant girl came in, she got up, took her clothes and put them on.

After a while, a maid who was dressed similarly to Su Yan opened the bead curtain and walked in, looked at Gu Qingmei with a very embarrassed expression, "Girl, Mr. Murong invites you to the study!"

"I know!" Gu Qingmei took out a comb from her handbag, combed her hair self-consciously, and then put it into a spiral bun. This hairstyle was taught to her by Yun Shen after she came, so she only learned it Such a bun style.

Carefully inserting the mutton fat white jade hairpin given to her by the fourth concubine into her hair, making sure that the hairpin will not fall off, then she picked up her handbag and said to the servant girl, "Please, elder sister, take me there!"

The servant girl turned around and brought her to the study room, opened the door, but did not go in, because the fourth prince had a strict order, except for the fourth prince himself, Murong Yu, Jiang Shaoyuan and the fourth prince's concubine, no one else could enter the study room.

Gu Qingmei walked in, and saw that the study room was very spacious and bright, with calligraphy and paintings of famous people hanging on the wall, and bookshelves running along the wall were filled with books in blue covers.

A huge nanmu desk is placed by the window, and the four treasures of the study are placed on the desk.

As soon as she saw that desk, Gu Qingmei couldn't move her eyes away. God, this is what she dreamed of. God knows that she has long been tired of drawing on the dining table every day. She always feels that the table is greasy. How can I wipe it off? Can't wipe clean either.

Murong Yu sat behind the desk, saw her come in, did not look at himself, but focused on a table, and felt displeasure suddenly, "Do you like this table very much?"

"Yes!" Gu Qingmei nodded honestly. "How nice it would be if I had such a table for drawing, plus such a study."

As she said that, she looked up at the man who was so angry that his head was about to smoke, and said with a smile: "Mr. Murong, I was just looking for you. I have a business. I just made an agreement with the fourth prince, whether you want it or not." A share?"

Murong Yu put away the little displeasure in his heart, fixed his eyes on her Qiaoxiaopanxi face with burning eyes, and asked with great interest: "What business?"

She raised the handbag in her hand, "It's the business of this handbag!"

He couldn't help laughing, "You mean this big money bag? I've been thinking about it all the time, why are you carrying such a big money bag when you go out? Could it be that there is too much money in it?"

"This is not a money bag, it's a handbag!" Gu Qingmei said angrily. "This is for miscellaneous things. You can put money bags, fans, mirrors, toilet paper and other things in it. If a rich lady from a rich family goes out, you can put all the purses that are prepared to reward people in it. And it can be used as a decoration."

"But..." he hesitated. "Generally, there are people in the households of big families who have needlework. Wouldn't they do it by themselves when they see it? But those from small families must be reluctant to spend the money, and they will do it by themselves."

Gu Qingmei couldn't help but shook her head, thinking to herself that this man has too little business vision, not as unique as the Fourth Prince's concubine's vision, but then again, it's normal for a man to not understand what a woman wants.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a young servant who was about eleven or twelve years old came in with a pot of tea in his hand, put the pot on the desk in silence, and then bowed away.

Gu Qingmei walked to the back of the desk, "Get up first!"

Murong Yu didn't know what she wanted to do, but she stood up anyway, Gu Qingmei sat down, took a piece of cooked rice paper from the table, and ordered unceremoniously: "Grind the ink for me!"

Murong Yu glanced at her dotingly, took the ink stick and inkstone, poured some tea into it, and slowly poured some ink out.

Gu Qingmei picked a very thin brush from the pen holder, dipped it in ink, and quickly drew a handbag on the paper, and then explained: "The handle here is made of silver. You can consider chiseling some flowers here. Silver is also used to make clasps, with gemstones embedded on them, and the cloth can be made of fashionable damask or leather."

"Tell me, this kind of thing, whether it's an ordinary family or a rich family's needleworker, how can I make it by myself? What they can do is just a simple handmade thing like me. The business of this handbag is There are three grades: high, medium and low. The materials used are different, and the level of customers is also different. The low- and middle-grade customers are fine, but for the high-end customers, they must form a comparison atmosphere. , we have to make them feel ashamed to go out without using our handbags. As long as they reach that level, it is easy to make money."

Murong Yu was completely convinced, besides his grandmother, the only thing he admired was the business talent of this little girl in front of him.

He couldn't help sighing, and looked at her with twinkling eyes, "You silly girl, why do you trust others so easily? Such a good idea, just say it, and you won't be afraid of being tricked into you None left?"

(End of this chapter)