pungent peasant girl

Chapter 177

The opening of Weiluo's shop is just a small shop to Luoshi.

Rockwell can completely ignore it.

However, as soon as Luo Luo lowered the price, Luo Shi also lowered the price immediately. What is this doing?This is deliberately blocking Wei Luo's way out.

Meng Qianyan thought about it.

Shopkeeper Zhou was in a hurry, "Young Madam, what should we do? Shall we continue to lower the price?"

"No surrender." Meng Qianyan said without thinking.

Luo Ziqing's money and family property were all in the hands of Luo Ziqing. Luo Ziqing could afford it, but Luo Ziyan couldn't afford it. Following the price reduction was only a fool's mind.

"Then what do we do?"

"Just keep the current price. If you can sell it, you can sell it. If you can't sell it, you can rest. Anyway, we don't do the business of losing money."

"Yes, then I understand. But tomorrow, according to Master Luo's request, the price will be reduced by [-]%, so we still..."

"Well, I'll make a decision after I go back and ask Ziyan."

Shopkeeper Zhou nodded again and again, "Alright, I'll wait for the young master's decision in the shop."

In front of the gate of the new house.

Luo Ziyan escorted the two aristocratic sons out.

"Brother Luo, don't worry. After I go back, I will definitely explain Brother Luo's sincerity to my father, and try to get my father to agree to transfer the cooperation with the Luo family to Brother Luo."

"Me too."

"Thank you two brothers."

"Hehe, brother Luo, you are welcome."

Luo Ziyan watched the two get on their horses and go away, then smiled at the little figure in the corner: "Qianyan, why are you hiding when you come back?"

Meng Qianyan came out from the corner, "Oh, when I came back, I saw you talking to someone, so I didn't want to disturb you."

"Nonsense, don't bother me. You are my wife. They are all my friends. You should also get to know them."

"Okay, next time I won't hide."

"Come on, it's time to eat, I'll wait for you." Luo Ziyan grabbed Meng Qianyan's arm, led her to the yard, and put his arms around her waist by the way.

These days, Meng Qianyan would wake up early every day to learn archery in martial arts, so that when Luo Ziyan woke up every morning, Meng Qianyan was no longer at his bedside.

This made him feel lost.

How much he wanted to hug her well, and hug her again.

Looking at Luo Ziyan's smile, Meng Qianyan knew what the hell he was thinking, so he quickly stopped, "Luo Ziyan, be more honest."

Luo Ziyan was helpless, "Really, since when did my wife become so sharp-eyed."

"Hmph, I'm the roundworm in your stomach, so I know everything you think." Meng Qianyan was proud of this.

"Second brother, second sister-in-law, come back for dinner, what are you doing at the door." It was Luo Zixian's timid voice.

Luo Zixian and Luo Ziming are the twins of the Xue family.

So Luo Zixian was still very young, and she was completely blank about the relationship between men and women.

Meng Qianyan's face turned red, and he quickly slapped Luo Ziyan's hand on her waist away, laughing dryly, "Okay, sister Zixian, you go in first, and we'll come to eat."

At the dinner table, Meng Qianyan remembered what happened in the new shop today.

She hastily told the shopkeeper Zhou's words to everyone.

"It's him again!" Luo Zhenxun was about to blow his beard and stare.

He has always been unhappy with Luo Ziqing, but now that the Luo family has blocked Weiluo's road, how can he not be angry.

"Second uncle, don't be angry, I think this time, it's just a normal business competition."

"Hmph, our surname Luo is not the only one who makes silk and fabrics in Mingzhou City, and I don't see him blocking other people's roads like this."

"Father, don't talk about this for now. Right now, the most important thing is not to keep the business of the fourth shop first." Luo Ziming persuaded.

Luo Ziyan nodded upon hearing the sound, "Ziming is right, this fourth shop is the closest to Luo's shop, and they are willing to block our way, so we should try to avoid future troubles."

Luo Ziming looked at Luo Ziyan eagerly, "Second brother, what should we do? We don't have any money to lower the price, so why don't we wait until Luo's doesn't lower the price."

"Then what? They don't lower the price, should we lower the price again? In this way, we will never be able to make a real profit." Luo Ziyan shook his head slightly, denying Luo Ziming's idea.

"Then what else can we do?" Luo Ziming couldn't think of any solution, "Luo's shops are all big, we can't fight hard."

This is also what Meng Qianyan is worried about.

No matter how strong Wei Luo is, it must be nothing compared to the century-old Luo family.

Luo Ziyan narrowed his eyes, thinking.

Slowly said: "It's not good to fight hard, so we'd better start from the sales method. Is there any way to attract customers and get back the customers we lost."

"The way of selling..." Luo Ziming muttered while biting his chopsticks, "We can't push the cart door to door to sell it, how much time would be wasted like that."

These words made everyone in the restaurant laugh.

Xue gave him a white look, "It's nonsense, how can members of our Luo family do business in such a way."

Meng Qianyan didn't smile, she tapped the chopsticks on the table one after another, "I think, what Ziming said is quite right."

"What?" Luo Ziming was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he kept rubbing his ears, "Second sister-in-law, are we really selling it door to door?"

"No, I said the second half of your sentence, wasting time..."

"Oh, I thought..."

"You think, it's a waste of time for us to go door-to-door. But what about the customers? After buying the fabric, we work hard at home to figure out how to cut it, and then sew it stitch by stitch. Isn't it a waste of time?"

These words gave Luo Ziyan an idea.

"You mean, we sell ready-made clothes?"

"That's right!" Meng Qianyan slapped his hands, "We just want to sell ready-made clothes, and the common people are very busy, so it's easy to just buy them and wear them."

"That's true, but people's bodies are different, how can it be suitable? Moreover, what should we do if the common people don't like the style we make?" Luo Ziming immediately raised his question. .

Hearing this, Meng Qianyan giggled, "Ziming, you really don't notice it, isn't he very smart?"

"Qianyan, be serious and speak out your thoughts."

Luo Ziyan had a big premonition in his heart, that Meng Qianyan's method is likely to be feasible.

"Ahem, let me explain the question just now. First, people have different body shapes. We can tailor clothes of different sizes, and then make them in batches, even if they can't be sold locally. , we can sell it elsewhere.

Luo Ziming was surprised when he heard it, but also thought it made sense.

There are so many people in the world, there are so many fat, thin, tall and short people, how can you not find the right person?

"Secondly, the style is actually simple. What the common people are best at is following the trend. For example, the clothes Ziming Zixian is wearing today look good. If others see them, they will follow suit, right?"

Meng Qianyan had been a modern person after all.

What about New York Fashion Week and Paris Fashion Week? Although she hasn't seen it with her own eyes, she still understands the reason for the existence of Fashion Week.

"I understand!" Luo Ziming stood up excitedly, "Second sister-in-law, I think your idea is feasible. Second brother, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)