Enter the Room

Song Jiuyun did not expect that Magistrate Jiang had such a profound background.

She was stunned for a moment, then thought about Mrs. Wang's purpose.

The imperial court did not allow officials to do business, so the businesses of those officials' families were all in the names of other people.

Chief Wang asked his brother-in-law about the porcelain business with the Song family.

The last time she went to the palace, she had already discussed it with Master Wang. After she got the deed from the royal kiln factory and fired the jade porcelain, the Wang family would see the goods and then sign a contract with their family.

But this time when Mrs. Wang came, she had a different story.

Of course, Mrs. Wang cannot make the decision without authorization. This must be the intention of Master Wang. It's just that the female members of the Song family have to observe filial piety. Neither he nor his brother-in-law can come to the Song family in person, so Mrs. Wang can only use the excuse of visiting Qian to deliver a verbal message.

Song Jiyun pondered and said, "What do you mean, open the shop first?"

"Of course." Mrs. Wang smiled hurriedly, "My unlucky brother has already left for Luzhou. Your shop is open, and his side should be almost ready. He will definitely be able to catch up with the Spring Festival this year. peak season.”

Song Jiyun thought he heard wrongly and couldn't help but said: "You mean, Mr. Chen is planning to sell jade porcelain in Huzhou?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang said angrily: "Isn't this what we have agreed on before? Separate the jade porcelain business from your family, and our family will get the goods from your family. We can make more or less according to our own ability."

There are currently two sales models for Jingdezhen porcelain. One is that each kiln factory sets up shops in prosperous areas of Liang County, and shops from all over the country come here to purchase goods. Another method is to set up branches in various places to bake and sell them in a unified way.

The Song family's daily porcelain uses the first type, and high-end porcelain uses the second type.

Based on the experience of later generations, Song Jiuyun wanted to gradually turn the Song family's porcelain into a distribution model.

The Song family will unify the distribution and pricing of goods, and the sales will be handed over to the franchisees. The more they buy, the more the franchisees will earn, and she will also give a certain proportion of rewards based on sales to make the franchisees more active. sales.

She plans to use jade porcelain as a pilot project.

What Mrs. Wang meant was for her to open the Song family's shop as soon as possible. It was not what she had misunderstood before. The Wang family wanted to open a shop with the Song family to make money from the merchants who came to Jingdezhen.

Master Wang had no intention of changing the way they cooperated.

Could it be that Mr. Wang specially asked Mrs. Wang to come here just to tell her that the Song family could take advantage of Magistrate Jiang's business in the future?

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "The imperial kiln factory hasn't used the seal yet, I'm afraid that Eunuch Wan will be unhappy if he finds out."

If he refused to agree, they wouldn't be able to make jade porcelain.

Mrs. Wang waved her hand disapprovingly and laughed softly: "Isn't there Mr. Jiang?"

Song Jiyun knew that Master Jiang's words spread yesterday.

Although she felt that the speed was too fast, she didn't take it too seriously and said with a smile: "There is only one name card, so you can't ask Mr. Jiang for everything, right? Good steel must be used on the blade."

Mrs. Wang smiled and said nothing, then turned to Mrs. Qian and said, "Our master always feels that this is a good opportunity. This opportunity cannot be missed. If it is lost, it will never come back. Those who are timid will definitely regret it in the future."

Qian has never understood this, but she never expresses opinions on things she doesn't understand, let alone interferes.

She could only smile ambiguously and said: "Thank you, Mr. Wang. If it weren't for Mr. Wang, how would we, orphans and widowed mothers, be treated by others? Our family will always remember Mr. Wang's kindness!"

Mrs. Wang smiled coquettishly, and the two chatted about home affairs.

It wasn't until Song Jiyun went to arrange lunch that Mrs. Wang picked up what she had said before and said: "Who is doing business, who doesn't want someone to protect him? A business like my mother's family has to suffer from the care of our master. . I think that while Mr. Jiang has a good impression of your eldest girl, you can move around more."

Qian didn't quite understand how to move around more.

Mrs. Wang simply made her words clear and leaned over to whisper to her: "I have found out clearly that Mr. Jiang is not married yet. When he came to take office this time, he only brought two masters, a personal attendant and a personal assistant. A young boy and a mother-in-law who have served him since childhood."

Qian's heart was pounding wildly.

She has seen Mr. Jiang from a distance.

Whether it's appearance, talent, or demeanor, that's what she's seen all her life.

If their Jiuyun could marry such a husband, she would laugh out of her dreams.

But this thought was just a flash in her mind, and she woke up as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on her.

Mr. Jiang comes from a scholar's family. Even if they intend to marry the Jiang family, the Jiang family may not think highly of them. Even if Lord Jiang fell in love with Song Jiuyun, the best outcome would be to end up as a good concubine.

The girl that her husband-in-law had grown up in the palm of his hand was not raised carefully just to be given away to others for waste.

Qian suddenly felt that what Mrs. Wang said was inappropriate.

But the Wang family helped her family a lot, so it was hard for her to blame Mrs. Wang.

"There are differences between men and women," Mrs. Qian said, "but they also need to be measured. Besides, Mr. Jiang doesn't have a Mrs. Ru by his side, so our Jiuyun family has to avoid suspicion."

He also deliberately distorted Mrs. Wang's meaning, held Mrs. Wang's hand gratefully and said, "Thank you for telling me. Otherwise, Jiuyun is a little girl and is not sensible. It would be bad if others misunderstood me."

Mrs. Wang saw her eyes filled with tears and her words sincere. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she understood or not.

"Where, where!" She walked down the slope and said vaguely, "I'm also looking forward to your family. How about your eldest girl?"

Mrs. Qian was afraid that she would say something ridiculous again, so she hurriedly took her to the flower garden to look at the flowers: "Jiu Yun was filial. He went to Wensi Tower to enjoy the flowers a few days ago and bought me two pots of Jianlan at a big price. I'm not You know these things very well, please come here once in a while and help me palm my eyes!"

The two spent a while in the flower garden and had lunch. Qian and Song Jiyun sent Mrs. Wang back together.

Mrs. Wang did not give up in the end, and pulled Song Jiyun away and said: "You are a courageous person. Getting married in this daughter's family is like reincarnation for the second time. If you marry well, you will not only enjoy happiness for yourself in the rest of your life, but you will also be a parent, brother, sister, and son. My daughter will also be looked down upon by others. If she doesn’t marry well, not to mention helping her mother’s family, she will also suffer. You have to make your own decisions about some things!”

Song Jiyun was stunned.

Mrs. Wang already said: "In our small place, Mr. Jiang is the most outstanding man you can meet. You must know how to seize the opportunity!"

Only then did Song Jiyun understand Mrs. Wang's real purpose of coming today. Looking back on what she said before, it can be said that every word has a profound meaning!

Her expression suddenly turned cold.

Everyone knew about her engagement to Yuan Yunzhong. What was Mrs. Wang’s intention when she said this?