Rouge Pastoral: One Piece for Your Husband

Chapter 19 Fighting for Opportunities 1
While chatting and laughing, several people had already arrived at the place where the cloth was sold.

When Aunt Wang, who was in charge, saw that it was Ningxia who came with her sisters and cloth, she hurriedly greeted these girls to enter the door.

Ning Qiu didn't understand the rules in their industry, so she said hello obediently, then stood aside and didn't speak again.

Ning Xia first spoke to Aunt Wang: "Ma'am, I have woven three bolts of silk cloth this time, please take a look."

Ning Qiu and Ning Chun also handed the cloth to Aunt Wang, and then looked at it carefully.

Aunt Wang checked it, and then she smiled and replied: "I knew that you girl works very well, so I will accept all these cloths, and I will pay you later. However, there are too many silk cloths recently, which are not very valuable. So, the money I get this time will be less than last time."

Ning Qiu saw that Aunt Wang was also an honest person, so she probably wouldn't cheat Ning Xia.Ningxia, on the other hand, sighed regretfully: "I knew it would happen, forget it, let's count as much as I can."

Aunt Wang also knew that Ningxia was a sensible person, and comforted her: "It's okay, Xia Meier, even if you got a little less money than last time, you still got more than others, after all, your craft is not good here. "

Ning Xia nodded, indicating that she understood.

Ning Qiu was thinking about another matter.Since Aunt Wang is a businessman, it is always possible to learn more about the outside world from her, so that there will be many ways out in the future.

So when Aunt Wang was looking for an accountant to pay them, Ning Qiu casually chatted with Aunt Wang: "Auntie, how long has your cloth shop been open?"

Aunt Wang poured a glass of water for the girls, and replied with a smile on her face: "This originally belonged to my husband's family, but he left early, so he gave it to me. It has been in my hands for almost ten years." Woolen cloth."

"You are a woman who manages this industry and can do so well. Ning Qiu really admires you." Ning Qiu said seriously.Aunt Wang, who lost her husband, must not only take care of the children at home, but also manage such a large store, which must be very hard.

And in this world, how many women can keep such a large family business for the sake of their deceased husband.

Aunt Wang seemed to be brought up by Ning Qiu, feeling a little emotional, so she babbled alone there: "Actually, it's nothing, I always think that I can live one more day, so I just came here..."

Although Ning Chun and Ning Xia were also sitting upright over there, they didn't have much room to interrupt.Moreover, they are not interested in how Aunt Wang manages such a big shop. They feel that they can't afford to open such a big shop anyway.

But Ning Qiu was different.After much deliberation, she felt that as a woman, she could not become an official, and instead of relying on men, the only way to do business was to improve the family's financial situation.

But now I often learn from Aunt Wang, and I will always use it in the future.

So she has been listening very carefully, answering a few words from time to time.Originally, the money had been prepared long ago, but she was not in a hurry to leave.

Aunt Wang mentioned the recent situation again: "Recently, a batch of high-quality silk came from Jiangzhou. I originally wanted to find someone to weave it into brocade and sell it. But the people who can weave this kind of cloth in Yunchun City The price is very high, if I ask them to weave, I will definitely not even get back the capital."

Speaking of this, she showed a sad expression: "This batch of silk may rot in my hands. I am looking for a market now, so I can sell this silk as soon as possible."

When Ning Qiu heard this, her eyes lit up. Isn't there a good weaver in front of her? Her chance has come!
Aunt Wang was basically talking to herself. At this time, she smiled self-deprecatingly: "Look at me, what are you doing with these words. Come on, collect the money, it's getting late, go home early .”

(End of this chapter)