Chapter 358: Zhuang Clan's Clothing Shop

This is the clothing shop of our Zhuang Mansion; in the whole Zhuang City, it's located at the city center, covering an area of one mu, and upstairs and downstairs together have four floors. This building is divided into different sections; as long as it's a fabric that our Da Ning can name, our Zhuang Clan's clothing shop has it!

This is the face of our Zhuang City, and also the face of our Zhuang Mansion.

When Zhuang Er Ye introduced the Zhuang Clan's clothing, his face showed unconscious pride; this is what their Zhuang Clan has struggled for generations, and it ought to be the pride of the Zhuang Clan people.

"This is too face‑giving." Among the children, the one who felt it most deeply was Zhang Cunwen, looking at that huge door facade, looking at each door.

Though called a shop, it's actually a courtyard.

Moreover, the upstairs and downstairs are decorated with imposing grandeur.

"That's right, this is the Zhuang Clan's main base." Zhuang Er Ye looked at Zhang Cunwen and couldn't help bursting into laughter.

Zhang Cunwen's eyes full of envy: 'In the future, I also want to open a shop like this.'

'No, not just one, but flower shops everywhere.'

He looked on enviously, his face thoughtful, the corners of his mouth slightly rising; before, he only wanted to open a shop, make money, support the Dean, support all his companions.

But now...

In his mind, a concrete scene appeared.

Such a shop is what his heart longs for.

'Good ambition.' Zhuang Er Ye didn't get angry; instead, he patted Zhang Cunwen's shoulder, saying, 'A true man ought to be like this.'

The Zhuang Clan people are essentially merchants; in the scholar‑farmer‑artisan‑merchant hierarchy, merchants are the lowest, looked down upon by others.

Who would have thought that among these twelve children, not a single one looked down on trade; on the contrary, a little monster appeared who actually said he would go into business in the future.

This made Zhuang Er Ye even happier, his face full of praise.

'Hehe, I just like these; hearing the sound of an abacus excites me, and handling silver makes me happy; my greatest wish is to open a shop.'

'Second Maternal Grandfather, when the time comes we two will discuss; I heard the Dean say that you started from nothing and then opened the Zhuang Clan's inn.'

'I really admire you.'

Zhang Cunwen exercised his talent as a social butterfly; his mouth was like honey, coaxing Zhuang Er Ye to the point of losing his bearings.

He wasn't originally a steady‑tempered person, so he quickly became sworn brothers with Zhang Cunwen; the two were like ageless friends, and they completely forgot about the other eleven children.

For a moment, the eleven couldn't help laughing and shaking their heads.

Kang Wen sighed, 'I always thought I was the best talker, but now I know Zhang Xiao San's mouth is a deceitful devil!'

Kang Zhiqiu gently patted his head, 'Don't talk nonsense; that's also his strength. In the future, when he goes into business and mingles in various settings, if he lacks this ability, how could he get along with others?'

'I know.' Kang Wen nodded.

Everyone smiled faintly.

The group walked to the Zhuang Mansion; the two elders walked ahead, still talking about Zhuang City, and the two of them immediately began discussing business classics, one speaking a sentence, the other responding.

'Back then, I started out in the far south; at that time I had no money, no people, just me in an unfamiliar place.'

Zhuang Er Ye spoke of his initial hardships; even now he can't help wiping away a tear of bitterness.

'But you persisted; if you hadn't, how could you have achieved such great success?'

Zhang Cunwen immediately said encouragingly.

'When encountering such a thing, I did it like this……'

Zhuang Er Ye's chatterbox had been completely opened; in all these years, few juniors have gotten along with him so well.

Zhang Cunwen listened, but instead of blind flattery, he repeatedly pondered what he would do if he were in that situation.

'Second Maternal Grandfather, I think handling it this way might produce a different effect.'

He voiced his ideas; one, he didn't know whether his ideas were correct; Second Maternal Grandfather, surely steeped in business for many years, could test the feasibility of his suggestions, and he could gain much.

Upon hearing Zhang Cunwen's words, Zhuang Er Ye suddenly stopped, furrowed his brow, and recalled the situation back then.

The others also didn't urge him on, but waited quietly aside.

'Oh dear!'

Zhuang Er Ye stomped his foot, then covered his forehead, saying, 'I said it, something's wrong.'

'How did I forget this method?'

'Good lad, your brain is made for business; little brother, you must go into commerce, otherwise you'd truly waste your brain!'

For a moment, Zhang Cunwen laughed somewhat embarrassedly; you dare call me little brother, but I dare not call you elder brother.

'I'm afraid the partners will beat me to death; worst of all, I'm afraid the Dean will chop me to death!'

'Go into business, go into business, go into business.'

Zhang Cunwen wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a chill; those eleven pairs of eyes were fixed on him.

'Don't run, you kid, why are you still shy?'

Zhuang Er Ye hurriedly caught up; he hadn't finished speaking, and after all these years it's rare for a junior to listen to his glorious deeds, so how could he not explain it clearly?

Zhang Cunwen was almost crying; 'How am I shy? I'm just scared!'

For a moment, a scene formed: Zhang Cunwen ran ahead, the Second Maternal Grandfather chased behind, and then the eleven little companions followed, eating melon.

Three formations, different moods.

'How can you walk so fast? Don't wait for your Second Maternal Grandfather; he's old, his legs aren't that nimble.'

Jiang Yunchu happened to be strolling; he saw Zhang Cunwen running ahead and Zhuang Er Ye chasing behind, and for a moment didn't know what had happened.

'Did he cause trouble?'

'But looking at Zhuang Er Ye's face, he didn't seem angry either.'

'I……'

'I dare not!'

Zhang Cunwen was almost crying; he felt wronged, he hadn't said anything at all!

'His innocence!'

What's wrong? Jiang Yunchu asked, and those people had all arrived.

Zhang Cunwen didn't even get a chance to speak before Second Master Zhuang said, "Little junior brother, why didn't you wait for me? What are you running for?"

With these old arms and legs, how could I catch up to you?

You despise me for being old!

……

After all that talk, Zhang Cunwen felt life was hopeless; he looked up at the sky and said, "If there were a thunderbolt now, please strike me dead!"

Thank you!

Jiang Yunchu understood what was going on; seeing the old and the young, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Each to their own; since your great-uncle likes you, you should go and get more scriptures from him."

Zhang Cunwen scratched his head, feeling a bit embarrassed as he looked at Second Master Zhuang and said, "Great-uncle, I'll keep calling you that."

I'm afraid it'll mess up the generational order.

The little companion is fine; going over the Dean, what is this all about?

Second Master Zhuang looked at him, then patted his head and said, "Alright, everything as you say, little junior brother."

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