Hearing this, Wang Xizhi felt relieved. She said as if she was aware of it: "Yes, now the lady who came to the clinic now is about 70 to 80 to 100 people every day, and may not be the one who sees the doctor. She just came here to hide for leisure. Just like Mrs. Zheng often came and met a few friends. Naturally, she would come to gather every now and then. Since the people are here, except for some of them, Maggie Cheung helped to check and prescribe some medicine. Most of them would get together to drink tea, or they would just wander in the shop inside. Most of them were very big, unlike little.

The small household only pulls a few feet to make a piece of clothing, and usually welcomes and sends out some gifts. There are also some women in the mansion who have to use them together, and they buy them one by one. There are also gold and silver jewelry, and they are willing to choose their favorite styles. Mrs. Zheng mentioned last time, saying that in the past, these things were bought by men in the mansion, but they didn’t know how good or bad they knew. Not to mention that the servants were always slick, they often dared to pay two or three taels of silver. Moreover, they mostly deal with them, so they naturally chose them carefully and tried them themselves."

Ye Chunqiu nodded and said in his heart that he had made the right move. The women's market was clearly intended to supply women, but due to the times, women, especially these wealthy wives and daughters, did not leave their homes. As a result, what they wanted to use had to be entrusted to servants or relatives of other men. The aesthetic views between men and women were different, and they could not try them in person. Naturally, there were many inconveniences. Ye Chunqiu provided this market, which could not only make money, but also satisfy their innate desire to buy.

"In fact, the best business now is not cloth and jewelry, nor rouge. These business nowadays are also the same. The daily sales are even higher than those in the cloth shops and jewelry stores in the downtown area. However, compared with the newly opened shoe shops and garment shops, it is still worse. This shoe shop mainly sells embroidered shoes of various materials, which the ladies and ladies like very much."

As she said, her eyes were watery and unconsciously showed her silly appearance. The light shadow was very moving: "You don't know, everyone likes to try shoes and ready-made clothes. These women's shoes and ready-made clothes are rarely sold outside. Well, you know, women can only leave their homes without leaving home. These clothes and shoes are usually made by tailors in the mansion. Some families are not well-off, so they have to take clothes and shoes by themselves. There are really ready-made clothes and shoes. After all, they are not bought by themselves. Who knows whether they fit or not? But how can they compare to the clothes and clothes outside?

The update is updated and the styles are more diverse. Even I... cough cough... I bought a few pieces." I originally wanted to stretch out my feet to let Ye Chunqiu see if his embroidered shoes look good, but I suddenly thought that this was inappropriate. So I pursed my lips and used the excuse to sideways to look at the candles to hide my shyness: "So there are many shoes and ready-made clothes. Sun Dongjia has already found some familiar tailors and weavers in Hangzhou, specializing in manufacturing various novel clothes and shoes. The profits are very high. A pair of high-quality embroidered shoes are more than 300 articles. The wife and the ladies choose what they like, and they don't care."

She wrinkled her little nose and showed a little dissatisfaction: "The only bad thing is the Queer Card Pavilion in the east wing. Although many people like it, and... especially the ladies like it, they always invite many people to come together, but there are some troubles. They have to sit seven or eight tables every day, from morning to dark before they are willing to go back."

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help laughing. The so-called Queer card was actually the predecessor of mahjong. Ye Chunqiu taught people to carve twenty best mahjong out, and then passed the rules to several female apprentices. The female apprentice sat there playing Guangdong mahjong every day before. If some ladies passed by, they would definitely stop and watch. When they were almost done, they would inevitably try it in person.

However, once this kind of thing is on the table, it will be difficult to get it down. When more and more people participate, it will gradually become popular.

Women actually have no entertainment at home. Even if they want to play cards or play games, they will find it difficult to find any companion. After all, their men are very busy, so other men naturally try to contact as little as possible. If the female relatives at home are girls or something, it is not interesting to play, but there are only so many mistresses in the family, and it may be even more difficult to get together.

But here are different. Many ladies have no interest in each other. When they sit here, they are playing mahjong excitedly. There are female apprentices serving tea and water. Some people stand by and watch. Slowly, everyone gets familiar with each other and becomes inseparable mahjong. Usually, if they have a good time, they will definitely make an appointment to come again next time. Even if there is a dispute over the game of mahjong, the two sides will yell and scold each other from a distance, and they will put down their harsh words. If they don’t come tomorrow, they will be able to hold back on the second day, and they will probably get together again on the third day. Even if they have a bad face, they will continue to go all the way.

This place has become a rare leisure club for noble ladies and daughters. Once you enter here, you don’t have to worry about anyone talking or anything that hinders the reputation. Three women play together, women in this big nest...

sweat……

Ye Chunqiu coughed, but didn't know what to say. Could it be that he told her that the Queer Card Pavilion is the essence of the female clinic?

Ye Chunqiu then frowned and said, "Yes, I thought it was awful at that time. Every woman's family is so messy. What's wrong with doing, but I just wanted to have such entertainment. But at first I just wanted to give it a try, but who would have thought it would be like this."

As they were talking, they heard many female apprentices playing outside. Most of them had eaten and had a rare time to have a leisure time, so they couldn't help but make a little mess.

Ye Chunqiu hurriedly said, "Okay, I have to leave quickly, otherwise I will be entangled. Most of the time I will not be able to leave tonight. Xizhi, let's see you again." He hurriedly got up, and he also had a headache for the dozens of girls, and he couldn't stand it alone.

Wang Xizhi hurriedly called him: "Don't the young master see Maggie Cheung?"

Ye Chunqiu smiled and packed up and was about to go out, saying, "I'll see you." He opened the door and disappeared into the night.

When Wang Xizhi heard Ye Chunqiu say that I came to see you, he felt so palpitations that he couldn't help but feel a little short of breath. When Ye Chunqiu left, she leaned against the door and put the silk in front of her clouds behind her ears. She couldn't help but look at the sparks in the thick night, and couldn't help but think: "Has he made a special trip to see me? He had so many things, so he should have lie to me."

Then he sighed quietly.

Maggie's voice came happily in the distance: "Sister Xizhi, Sister Xizhi, Cook Zhou asked you why you haven't gone to have a meal yet, and it will be cold if you don't go."

Wang Xizhi twisted his waist and responded: "Here you come."

(To be continued.)
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