Chapter 308: Selling Fabric in Ancient Times

Modern fabrics have a vast variety; they are all machine-woven, woven quickly and well, and there are also new craft fabrics like imitation silk, ice silk, and Tencel.

Modern fabrics also come in many patterns, and they are all machine-dyed, so they do not fade or lose color.

Ancient silk and satin have very simple colors; if one wants them to look better, one can only have an embroiderer embroider them.

Hand embroidery is time-consuming and laborious, and it relies heavily on the embroiderer's skill; if the embroiderer's technique is poor, the mandarin ducks they embroider could end up looking like wild ducks!

Moreover, ancient embroidery is very expensive; ordinary commoners cannot afford it, and it is all worn by the wealthy.

But modern times are different; embroidery is all computer-jacquard, which is not only fast, but the patterns embroidered are numerous and beautiful. As long as you give the computer a picture, you can embroider an identical one in minutes!

The more Bai Wei thought about it, the happier she became, and without waiting for the other party to answer, she immediately pressed the person on the phone for more.

"By the way, do you have any embroidered fabric there? I want to buy some!"

Yannan City is the center of the Yannan Region and is very prosperous, gathering many wealthy merchants.

Because it is not far from Shengjing and there are many wealthy people and nobles, the fabric business in Yannan City is also very booming.

Anyway, since Xiao Moting is going to Yannan, she might as well take this opportunity to transport modern fabrics to Yannan to sell for money!

Whose silver is it not to earn?

She might as well earn Yuan Canghai's money!

The person on the phone was the boss of the Clothing Factory, who had called personally to notify Bai Wei.

Bai Wei is a big client, so the boss dared not be negligent.

Hearing Bai Wei's question, the boss was stunned for a few seconds before hurriedly saying.

"Yes, we can get whatever kind of fabric you want."

The boss is very shrewd, and this answer was also very clever.

He neither said the factory had the fabric nor answered directly, but instead answered indirectly that they "could get the fabric."

The Clothing Factory is not a fabric manufacturer, so the factory cannot directly produce fabric.

The boss knew Bai Wei was a big customer and did not want to push away a big business, so he adopted a roundabout tactic.

As soon as Bai Wei heard this, she knew the boss's little scheme.

It was nothing more than wanting to monopolize the business.

She smiled, "Boss, the amount of fabric I need is not small, but don't take me for a fool; if the price is too high, I won't take it."

"Rest assured, you are our factory's big client; I wouldn't dare give you a high price, no matter who else I might," the boss said with a fawning smile, even changing his form of address to "you" (polite), "President Bai, what type of fabric do you want? I will go find it for you right now."

Bai Wei thought for a moment, "I want fabric with good colors and good patterns, and the cheaper the price, the better. It doesn't matter if the patterns are old-fashioned, but the quality must not be poor."

Even if she is selling to ancient people, she does not want inferior goods.

Although ancient times had backward productivity, the fabric they wove was all hand-woven; it was just that the technology could not keep up, which does not mean the quality of ancient Silk and Satin was poor.

Nowadays, the business of the Bai Family Grocery Store has stabilized and is no longer as explosive as it was at the beginning.

Selling ironware and military supplies to Kokand is not something that can be done every day.

Therefore, she must develop another business project to earn silver.

Selling fabric is not bad!

If the fabric merchants in Yannan think her fabric is good, they will definitely find their way to Beijiang to buy fabric in the future.

By then, she will be able to sell fabric long-term and have developed another business project.

After listening to Bai Wei's words, the boss thought for a moment and asked cautiously.

"High-quality fabric is generally not very cheap. I don't know if you would want the stock fabric?"

Stock fabric?

Bai Wei's eyes lit up.

This is good stuff!

Stock fabric that cannot be sold is mostly because the patterns or dyeing processes are too old-fashioned, or the colors are outdated, so it sits there with no one buying it.

But these patterns are perfectly fine in ancient times.

"Yes, I want the stock fabric!"

"But I need it urgently. This batch of fabric must be obtained within three days; you must hurry and send me the samples."

When the boss heard this, he was also very happy.

There is just too much stock fabric that cannot be sold.

"Fine, I will go arrange it right now."

"When I send the clothes to you this afternoon, I will bring the samples along."

"You can rest assured about the quality of this batch of stock fabric; I can guarantee that there will be no problems at all."

After Bai Wei finished the call, she immediately focused on driving.

The Warehouse is too big; filling it up is not something that can be done by making a few calls and just moving one's mouth.

She still has many things to do.

Before long, the truck arrived at the city center and stopped at the entrance of the Yiwu Small Commodity City.

It was the same shop as last time.

Two large Sound Systems were still placed at the entrance, playing deafening pop music on one side and broadcasting the boss's hoarse recording on the other.

"Two yuan, two yuan, all goods in the store are two yuan!"

"Walk by, don't miss out; miss it once, regret it for a year!"

Bai Wei covered her ears, looked up, and could not help but be dumbfounded.

Whoa!

The shop used to have only two units, but the shop before her eyes had clearly expanded to three storefronts and was even divided into two floors.

It looked like the boss had also made a fortune after she emptied the entire small commodity shop last time, and had immediately used it to expand the shop.

The shop's merchandise was piled high like a small mountain, business was booming, and many citizens were inside picking out items.

Bai Wei walked in and called out to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, I've come to buy goods."

The shopkeeper was holding an account book and spoke without even raising his head, "If you're buying things, head further inside..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly seemed to think of something and jerked his head up.

When he saw clearly that it was Bai Wei, the shopkeeper immediately broke into a smile, tossed the account book aside, and trotted out from behind the cash register.

"Oh my, so it's you."

"Boss Bai, you've come to buy goods again?"

Bai Wei smiled.

It seemed the shopkeeper had a deep impression of her as a big client, to the point that he recognized her just from the sound of her voice.

"That's right, the goods from last time are all used up, so I've come to buy another batch."

"Shopkeeper, it looks like your business is doing well; you've even expanded the shop."

The shopkeeper beamed, rubbing his hands together as he said, "This is all thanks to you; the amount you bought from me last time was equivalent to over half a year of business."

"Then you're about to make another profit this time." Bai Wei smiled and glanced into the shop, "I'm in a hurry, so give me a list of the goods in the shop, and I'll pick out a batch."

"Alright." Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper nimbly pulled out a thick work notebook, "This is my inventory list, take a look..."

He was just about to hand it over when he suddenly thought of something and sheepishly pulled his hand back.

"Almost forgot, this has the purchase prices on it; let me write you a new list..."

"No need to change it." Bai Wei smiled and interrupted, "I won't short you a single cent of the money you're owed. I'm in a hurry and will be leaving in a moment; I don't have time to wait for you to rewrite the list."

"This..." The shopkeeper hesitated.

Bai Wei looked up at the sky and feigned that she was about to leave.

"If you don't have time, forget it; I'll go to another shop."