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Both Feng and Feng Chuan disagreed with Wen Xiu's offer to sell the drawings to other cloth farms. How much competition was there now? If he sold the new design to someone else, what would happen to his village?

He was clearly a smart person, how did he become a fool at such a crucial moment?

Feng Chuan was the first to jump out to object. He placed his hand on the drawing on the table, afraid that Wen Xiu would snatch it back, and said righteously, "Wen Xiu, this drawing cannot be sold."

Wenxiu did not argue with him over the design. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why can't it be sold?"

Feng Chuan quickly explained, "Wen Xiu, although the design is yours, you and my dad promised verbally, and your design can only be provided to our cloth farm. If you want to sell the drawing to someone else, that would be breaking your promise. Don't tell me you and my dad are going to have a lawsuit? "Besides, how much can selling drawings be worth?"

Wenxiu was almost angered to the point of laughing by these two idiots. "A verbal promise? A lawsuit? Then, will the loser end up in jail or losing money? "

"This …"

Feng Chuan originally wanted to dissuade Wen Xiu from selling the drawings and had no other intentions. However, after being suddenly questioned by Wen Xiu in an aggressive manner, he was left speechless for a long time.

Who in Peace Town didn't know that he, Young Master Feng, had a clever tongue? But today, he had yet to reveal his skills, and his stomach of words had already been stuffed back into his mouth.

Seeing that Wenxiu was a person who would not let himself be taken advantage of, Manager Feng remembered the scene of him going to Xitang Village a few days ago and quickly came over to be a peacemaker, "Peace brings wealth, peace brings wealth. How can we argue over making money like this?" "Calm down, calm down. Let's talk slowly."

Wenxiu and Feng Chuan were not really quarreling, but their thoughts were different, and there was a difference in their business philosophy. She calmed down and thought of the crux of the problem. She rushed before Feng Chuan could speak and said: "Young Noble Feng is right, I do have a verbal promise with your father, and since it's like this, then I have the responsibility to expand this business and profit from it. The more profit you make, the more you take. Isn't it? "

It was indeed the truth, but …

"The business is booming right now because of the novelty of the set. People with financial capabilities will switch to one or two sets, or even more. But when the demand for the town is saturated, who will you sell to, no matter how many designs there are? Furthermore, with me in town, it's not difficult to bring new life to the town, so how can I be afraid of not having a business? "

When Feng Chuan and Manager Feng heard this, they immediately fell silent and even revealed an embarrassed expression that they were ashamed of their inferiority. The Feng family could be considered to be in the business world for several generations. They had been around since they were young, but their views couldn't compare to those of a countryside woman.

Seeing that the two of them did not say anything, Wenxiu continued, "There are a lot of people in the city and a lot of demand." Seeing that the two of them did not say anything, it must have been listening, so she continued, "There are a lot of people in the city and a lot of demand.

"You said that these diagrams can be sold for a high price?"

"Why not?" Wenxiu immediately asked Manager Feng, but he didn't say anything. "There's a lot of competition in the city. How can you not argue when you see a new pattern?" As long as there was competition, the price would naturally rise.

Feng Chuan understood what he meant and became a lot more spirited. Wen Xiu was planning to 'catch him with two hands'. On the one hand, they sold designs to promote this trend. On the other hand, they didn't let the customers of their own village pass by. They were too smart.

"Dad, I'll get someone to draw the map right away. When are you going to finish drawing it, and when I'm going to head out?" Feng Chuan's eyes lit up, he was extremely excited in his heart.

Manager Feng answered and urged him to go quickly.

However, after Feng Chuan took the diagram, Wen Xiu stopped him and whispered a few words into his ear. He saw Feng Chuan's eyes light up even more and then rush out the door.

Manager Feng didn't hear anything from Wenxiu, so when he saw Feng Chuan leave, he quickly asked, "Wenxiu, what did you tell him? I've never seen this kid run so fast. "

Wen Xiu smiled and said, "It's a trade secret and I won't tell anyone about it."

Manager Feng almost fainted from anger.

It was almost noon, and Manager Feng and the other two left after lunch. Wen Xiu did not reject his good intentions. The two adults brought the two children into the town's most expensive Ru Yi Restaurant.

Manager Feng could be considered a regular customer here. The waiter was very cordial and invited him to a private room on the second floor.

Ru Yi Restaurant was the best restaurant in town. It was said that it had a branch name throughout the country, and the chef's skills were second to none. However, the dishes that everyone was praising were not exactly good in the mouth of a veteran foodie like Wenxiu. Not only that, but after Wen Xiu had eaten the delicious and spicy dishes in the southwest region, she found the table of light dishes even more difficult to swallow.

She didn't really like it, but the tree and the Tong Tong were eating happily. Even though the two little fellows had eaten an entire plate of pastries, they didn't feel like they couldn't swallow the food.

A good appetite. Eating it was delicious!

"Did you hear? The war is about to start again in the south, aiya."

"Yesterday, I heard that in order to put an end to future troubles, His Majesty specially sent General Li to lead the army, along with a few other generals from Su He's side. He led an army of 300,000 troops."

"If there is a war in the south, the prices of tea, salt, rice and other things will rise again."

"That's right. Sigh, to make the people suffer, to put an end to the people's suffering."

"Shh — don't you want to die?"

"Alright, alright. Today is the day to drink. Let's not talk about that anymore. Drink, we won't leave until we're drunk today."

"Hah!"

The soundproofing in the private room was not very good. Coupled with the loud and unrestrained voices of the people next door, Wenxiu was sitting in the private room next to theirs. She could clearly hear the conversations of the people at the table.

The two children were eating happily, how could they understand the meaning of "war"? Not only did they eat by themselves, but they also gave food to their mother so that her mother could eat as well.

However, Wen Xiu's heart was clogged up.

Manager Feng also heard the discussion next door and put down his hand that was drinking. He sighed and said, "In the war in the south, the price of Shu Jin was doubled. "Sigh, the country is not at peace, and the people are suffering."

"That's right. I wonder how many more people are going to die with their families destroyed."

In the era of cold weapons, battles relied entirely on human life. The ones who survived were the temporary winners. As for the dead souls, no one took them back. It was a pity that no one took them away.

Shopkeeper Feng sighed for a moment before laughing out loud. He comforted her: "The war in the south is far from here. Although the business is a bit difficult, it's not impossible."

The corner of Wen Xiu's mouth twitched. "Manager Feng is right. War is something that big figures worry about. It is difficult even for us lowly commoners to solve the problem of food and clothing. How can we have the ability to pity the common people?" Eat! "

Manager Feng moved his lips, but in the end, he did not say a single word.