Chapter 72: 72 It actually makes him seem unappreciative of the romance! (Please follow!)

"Young Master... I wonder what you need me to do?"

Once all the sisters had left.

Jiang Fuling bit her lip, a brilliant light flickering in her beautiful eyes, radiating an elegant air as she stared intently at Ning Mu.

At this moment, Jiang Fuling was dressed in a long red skirt with a light gauze shawl draped over her shoulders; a white veil hung from her straight black hair, and a fabric flower ornament was pinned to the hair by her ear.

Her hair was gathered behind her head in a seemingly casual style, with two ponytails resting on her shoulders, yet it was filled with an intellectual and gentle beauty.

Fortunately, the Ning Mu of today was no longer what he once was.

He was no longer the Maid who had never seen the snowy mountains.

He was also a brave man who had climbed the towering snow-capped ridges.

Of course.

He was not some hypocritical gentleman pretending to be righteous, obsessed with the bullshit principle of "do not look at what is improper."

The beauty before him was graceful and charming, moving with deep affection; whether it was vulgar or elegant, innocent or wanton, he could no longer tell. He only knew that the moon was full and the breeze was just right; if he didn't look, it would make him seem unappreciative of the romance!

After all, this was an outfit Jiang Fuling had specifically changed into.

"Two things!"

Ning Mu held up two fingers.

"First, find me a storefront in the busiest part of the East Market where there are the most women; it would be best if we could finalize it today."

Feeling Young Master Ning's fiery gaze, Jiang Fuling felt a little joy and a little shyness, but she still gathered her courage, slightly straightened her willow-like waist, and then nodded, asking thoughtfully: "May I ask Young Master, is the storefront for selling Perfume?"

"Correct."

Ning Mu looked Jiang Fuling over and said playfully: "I am currently very short of hands; do you want to stay at Hua Man Ge and keep company with silk and bamboo instruments, or are you willing to come work for me?"

"Fuling will leave it to Young Master to decide~"

Jiang Fuling spoke softly and bowed gracefully, her brilliant eyes filled with starlight-like anticipation.

Her lithe figure seemed to radiate infinite charm.

Ning Mu couldn't help but smile at this and joked: "What if I sell you off?"

"..." Jiang Fuling was stunned for a moment.

But immediately, she said with extreme determination: "Then this slave will count the money for Young Master!"

As she spoke, her eyes seemed to bloom with two flowers that had blossomed out of spite.

"Haha, just kidding."

"The second thing: take these patterns and go to Zhao's Tailor Shop and other large clothing stores in the city to place custom orders. Control the quantity according to the number of shops; a total of three hundred sets will suffice, and a few more is fine."

As he spoke, Ning Mu took out the drawings he had already prepared and handed them to Jiang Fuling.

Jiang Fuling nodded and agreed.

Before she could even open the patterns to look.

Ning Mu instructed: "Remember, you must reach a written contract with each clothing store beforehand. This type of custom clothing can only be supplied to my Hua Man Ge and cannot be sold in bulk to people in other brothels, art houses, or taverns. As for the price, you can pay a slight premium to buy out the supply."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

The patterns he drew were a mix of modern clothing combined with the decorative customs of this era.

The main point was to highlight an infinitely expanded allure for men.

He knew that even if he signed a written contract, he still couldn't control "infringing" imitations.

As long as the women in Hua Man Ge wore these "alternative" outfits and brought out the right feel, it would inevitably trigger a trend, leading more and more people to imitate them.

If people imitate the style, others will secretly go into that business.

This is unavoidable.

But signing a contract beforehand at least retains the initiative, and although the feudal ethics of this era are more relaxed compared to ancient China on Earth.

They aren't that loose.

Those who can wear these clothes on the street are mostly those of a wanton nature or "faded flowers and withered willows." Women from respectable families certainly wouldn't be able to accept this kind of "revealing attire" in the short term.

Jiang Fuling pondered for a moment, then nodded firmly, indicating she understood.

"Alright, go do it."

"Go talk about the clothing first, then go talk about the shop. From now on, you'll be working for me; I'll tell Si Niang."

Ning Mu waved his hand, signaling Jiang Fuling to get busy.

"Very well, Young Master, this maid will take her leave."

Jiang Fuling bowed respectfully and left the private room, full of joy.

After Jiang Fuling left, Ning Mu sat down and quietly sipped tea.

He was waiting for someone.

Waiting for someone he didn't know at all.

Taking advantage of this time, Ning Mu opened the system, saw that the task status had been updated, and began to issue today's tasks.

Meanwhile.

Zhuzi Square, Tan Family Mansion.

Tan Ruyi, who was already over forty, benefited from her affluent family background; her figure and skin were both extremely well-maintained. Her physique was exquisite and plump, her skin delicate and fair, and her charm and grace remained as dazzling as ever.

At this moment.

Tan Ruyi was sitting on a lounge chair, basking in the early spring sun.

Though she was sunbathing, to avoid tanning her skin, she used a giant umbrella to block the sunlight.

Beside her, a pot-bellied middle-aged man was diligently peeling an orange, carefully picking off every single white thread before feeding it to Tan Ruyi one slice at a time.

His fawning and ingratiating attitude was simply impeccable.

If this were to spread, who could believe that this man dressed in luxurious brocade robes is actually the Head of Grain Association who controls the grain trade for most of Yonghang Prefecture? And just as the two were being affectionate with each other.

Suddenly.

A servant was seen trotting into the courtyard.

"Madam, Master, there is someone outside asking to see the Master, saying that his young master invites the Master to attend a banquet."

"Which family's young master?"

"Replying to the Master, the person said his surname is Li, but this servant looked, and it is not the Young Master of the Li Family of Yonghang..."

?

He Daqian frowned, and without even raising his head, he scolded, "Can't you see that the Master and Madam are busy? Tell him to roll back to wherever he came from. Some filthy person I've never even heard of thinks he is worthy of inviting this Master to attend a banquet in person?"

Let alone Yonghang Prefecture.

Within a radius of several hundred miles, apart from the Li Family of Yonghang City, he had never heard of any other great clan with the surname Li.

Some stray cat or dog that popped out from who knows where, and he dares to dream of ascending to the heavens in a single step? As someone who has been through it, He Daqian has seen this kind of thing many times.

In the past, he relied on this very trick to successfully meet the only daughter of the Tan Family, Young Lady Ruyi.

Now there is someone still using such an old-fashioned trick? He Daqian gave a disdainful smile, too lazy to pay any attention.

However.

The servant did not leave, but instead bent his waist, secretly glanced at the Madam who was resting with her eyes closed, and after hesitating for a moment, said nervously in a low voice, "Master, the person said... Qi Niang Mountain, Pi Kang... He said that after you hear these words, you should then decide whether to attend the banquet..."

Gasp! He Daqian stood up with a start, and the orange segment in his hand fell to the ground.

He didn't even hear the words the servant said afterward.

When "Qi Niang Mountain" entered his ears, his heart tightened, and then when he heard the name "Pi Kang," he was immediately struck as if by a thunderbolt; his ears were ringing, and he stood there in a daze.

(End of this chapter)