The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Going to Ningxia Mansion with Yan Kesong was also the housekeeper who had been with Yan Mansion for more than ten years.

How can we wait for others to send each other off in tears.

In the blink of an eye, the autumn maples were rustling, and all the leaves in Yan's mansion had fallen. It was late autumn, and due to the arrival of the Little Ice Age, the capital was already extremely cold at this time.

Yan Chengjin stretched out his hand from the quilt, and a cold breeze blew slightly. He quickly retracted and rubbed himself in the quilt for a while before getting up.

"This quilt is very warm."

How can I cry with a mournful face? How much silk is spent on it, how can it not be warm? After the master is not at home, the young master spends less and less money.

After changing clothes under Chunxiao's service, Yan Chengjin came to the main hall.

After his father left, no one in the house went to court, so it became much quieter. Yan Chengjin bought several shops in the east city of Jingcheng to make a living.

What they sell is cotton and silk quilts.

The quilts made of cotton in the Ming Dynasty were as cold as ice, making people not want to go to bed.

Even burning charcoal would not help. The beams of the room were ventilated and transparent from all sides. The temperature in the room could not rise at all even with a small pot of charcoal fire.

Having seen the two Chunxiao sisters doing needlework, Yan Chengjin knew that they were good at their craftsmanship.

Let Chunxiao and Qianjin sew the silk quilt, just like a dress, with cotton on top and a layer of silk on the bottom, so that it is warm underneath and airtight on top.

At this time, pedestrians on the streets of the capital put on thicker clothes. If it gets colder, they will wear cotton-padded jackets.

Buying a quilt in winter is like taking an umbrella when going out on a cloudy day, it is just what you need.

People pass by in the market, and for every ten people who pass by Yan's shop, two will enter Lao Wang's Bufang.

"This quilt has a nice pattern and is thick to the touch. How can I sell it?" asked a customer entering the store.

Wang Busui said with a smile: "A single quilt, fifteen taels of silver, a piece! A double quilt, thirty taels, a piece!"

The man felt that his IQ had been severely humiliated, his neck turned red and he said angrily: "You think I am a donkey's hoof! A quilt only costs dozens of dollars, and a good silk quilt only costs a few taels of silver. How dare you Collecting twenty taels of silver, by the way... what is the meaning of this single quilt? "

Wang Bu Sui held his hand with a smile on his face: "Take it, feel it, this material is not comparable to ordinary ordinary materials. Lie down again and try it. A single quilt is like a quilt for one person. Since the double quilt can cover two people, there are not many good products, and they will be gone when they are sold out. "

Yan Chengjin flexibly applied the scene-based experience advocated in his previous life.

In the cloth workshop, there are two beds.

One single pair, designed for experience use by quilt buyers.

Yan Kesong went to Ningxia, and "The Heroes of the Three Kingdoms Struggle for Hegemony" was signed by Zhao Houzhu alone. The business plummeted, and everyone in the capital was scolding it.

Yan Chengjin decided to let Wang Busui sell quilts, and he would receive 20% of the money sold. Therefore, Wang Busui worked hard as if it were his own business.

It is a good area in the capital with bustling traffic. When you open the door, you will find the bustling city. People who can live in this area are either rich or noble. The residence of Yunqing Hou Zhou Shou is located in this area.

Early in the morning, Zhou Shou held his waist and said, "I felt uncomfortable sleeping last night. The quilt was so heavy that I couldn't breathe. It was too little and I was very cold. I wonder if my sister slept well in the palace."

The bed was too cold. I tossed and turned all night, and felt uncomfortable all over. It was difficult to fall asleep.

It must be the same for my sister in the palace. Thinking of this, Zhou Shou was faintly worried. The Queen Mother was the supporter of the Zhou family, so nothing happened.

Butler Liu Fu said: "Master, why don't you get a new quilt? I heard that there are new quilts in Dongshi now, thirty taels per piece!"

Zhou Shou spit out a sip of hot tea: "Who dares to be darker than our old Zhou family!"

Early this morning, Zhu Houzhao finished writing a new version of "The Heroes of the Three Kingdoms Struggle for Hegemony", and sent it to the Yan Mansion in person.

Yan Chengjin put the manuscript on the desk: "Your Highness, if you have nothing to do, please go back to the palace. If you are late, you may be caught by Commander Mou."

Zhu Houzhao looked up with two panda eyes and said angrily: "I have worked hard, you should have people print it immediately, don't let my followers wait and get anxious, how can you be so slack!"

Yan Chengjin was so impressed that even though his followers were scolding him, he still enjoyed it.

After dealing with Zhu Houzhao for a long time, I know his temper clearly. Zhu Houzhao does not respect the etiquette of monarch and minister. The more submissive you are, the more boring he will find you.

Yan Chengjin was not afraid of offending him: "Since His Highness wrote "The Heroes of the Three Kingdoms Struggle for Hegemony", the bookseller's business has plummeted. Who would do a loss-making business? That Wang is not old, and he has already been sold out by students to sell quilts."

Zhu Houzhao blushed and pouted: "Can you blame me? It's just that my military tactics have not been verified yet. When Master Yan arrives at the border and wins the battle with my military tactics, who will dare to scold me? "

"Your Highness, walk slowly!" Yan Chengjin said.

"Lao Gao, I regard you as my brother, and you didn't even pour the tea, so you let me go!" Zhu Houzhao was so angry that he poured a cup by himself. It was very tiring to climb over the wall to get in: "But Lao Gao, you just sell quilts. Can you make money?"

It's freezing cold now, and it will get even colder in a few days. Of course, quilts are easy to sell.

It's just that Yan Chengjin was too lazy to tell him more. If he stayed for a while, something might go wrong and he would find a reason to send him away.

At this time, there was an endless stream of customers in Laowang Bufang. I heard that someone dared to sell a piece of silver for thirty taels, and they all came to watch the fun.

Zhou Shou rushed to Dongshi and entered Laowang Bufang, like a boiling copper kettle, boiling with anger everywhere.

"How dare you sell this quilt for thirty taels a piece?"

Wang Busui knew immediately that he could afford it: "Lie down and try it. If it's not warm, it doesn't cost any money."

No warmth, no money?

Zhou Shou immediately took off his shoes and lay down on him, covering him with a quilt. It didn’t cost him money if he wasn’t warm! Even if it is warm, I would say it is not warm.

Suddenly, I realized that this quilt was so light, not heavy at all, and felt very good.

In a moment, warmth came from all directions.

Wang Bu Sui opened the door, and a gust of cold wind blew in. He shrank his neck, but the quilt was surprisingly warm. He didn't sleep well last night, and now he felt a little drowsy.

"Do you think it's okay, sir?" Wang Busui asked tentatively.

Zhou Shou fell asleep, closed his eyes and muttered: "Don't bother me, I'll discuss the price with you when I wake up."

Wang Busui: "Sir, you will hinder other people's experience..."

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In the Nuan Pavilion,

What worried Emperor Hongzhi the most was the war situation on the border. The Ministry of War and the Cabinet were both there, and Zhu Houzhao was also there. Naturally, the reason why he was here was that he had sneaked out of the palace again.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Yan Qing's family has been going to the border of Ningxia for some time, but no news has come yet. The Tatars are really patient."

Ma Wensheng said: "It's not long before winter begins. If we wait until it snows on the grassland, even the Tatar horses won't be able to run. I'm afraid there will be movement soon."

It snowed heavily and covered thousands of miles with ice.

Running on the snowfield, food and horse feed are both problems, so if the Tatars want to fight, they will definitely fight before winter. If they win, they will have food to survive the winter.

Zhu Houzhao was bored and secretly drew a map on the ground to deduce the war at the Ningxia border. Emperor Hongzhi was discussing matters and it would take a while before he had time to deal with him.

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At this time, Ningxia border.

The desert is cold and windy, and there is no trace of people outside the Great Wall.

Yan Kesong felt warm with his son's fur coat and big horse. The north wind blew outside, and the hot tea quickly cooled down.