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Qiu Lingipi felt that Song Xiangsi did not know what was good for her. He had sincerely come today, but he did not expect her to ask so much.

One had to know that even the master of his shop could only get thirty silver taels a month, and that was with his brotherhood. For an average master of a furniture store, twenty taels was already quite a lot.

Song Xiangsi had asked for fifty silver taels as soon as he asked for a commission. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

Qiu Lingdi snorted coldly. "Since Miss doesn't have the sincerity to cooperate, then let's just treat it as me coming here for nothing today." With that, he flung his sleeves and turned to leave.

Song Xiangsi narrowed her eyes slightly. The teacup in her pure white palm spun in a circle before finally firmly closing.

Her voice was not soft, but it made Qiu Lingpi's footsteps suddenly stop, "You can give me an exception of 50 taels a month, but I guarantee that you can sell 100 sets of furniture every month. If you don't have one set, you can exchange it for 100 taels of silver.

Saying this, her voice slightly paused, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened. She opened her mouth once more and slowly said, "Shopkeeper Qiu, you didn't lose out either!"

Qiu Lingpi was completely shocked. He suddenly turned around and looked at Song Xiangsi in disbelief, "Selling a hundred sets in a month, how can one set earn a hundred taels of silver?"

Song Xiangsi looked at him, the smile on her face did not fade as she nodded lightly, "Yes, with my design, I can save as much space as possible. Of course, I will also recommend the highest performance wood for you based on my own unique design, and other than that, due to the novelty of the design, it will definitely attract a large number of wealthy merchants to order.

Qiu Lingdi's expression changed again and again. His gaze sized up Song Xiangsi with disbelief written all over his face. It was as if a stormy sea of emotions had surged in his heart.

He truly did not dare to believe that such an ingenious and logical marketing method would actually have the mouth of a little country girl.

This time, he did not dare to underestimate Song Xiangsi. Not to mention whether the plan she proposed could be implemented, just her courage and experience was enough to make him respect her.

Qiu Lingpi walked back to his seat and sat down, a glint of light flickering in his eyes. After some thought, he nodded his head and said in a deep voice, "Alright, I will believe you. According to your terms, I will pay you fifty silver taels per month as a monthly fee. In addition, I will also give you two silver taels for selling a set of furniture."

No matter what, he had to seize this opportunity. If it was really as Song Xiangsi had said, his store would definitely be big, and he might even bring fame to the capital.

Thinking up to this point, Qiu Lingpi could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart. He was an ambitious businessman, but he was also very cautious when doing things.

Thus, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked towards Song Xiangsi. Suddenly, he smiled, "However, young lady, you have to promise me that the sales volume mentioned earlier will be one hundred a month."

Song Xiangsi nodded and smiled easily. Her pale face was brimming with confidence.

"Of course. If I can't do it, I won't take any money."

Hearing her guarantee, Qiu Lingpi was finally relieved. "That girl will come to work tomorrow."

Song Xiangsi nodded. After some thought, she decided to tell Qiu Lingpi in advance, "If you really want to achieve the sales that I've told you about, then you have to do as I say."

Qiu Lingpi nodded and replied solemnly, "Of course."

There was no doubt that there was no need to suspect anything. Since he had already decided to cooperate with Song Xiangsi, he would definitely not have any doubts. He would just treat it as a gamble.

Song Xiangsi was very satisfied, and she praised the two brothers very much. Inwardly, she heaved a sigh of relief, and raised her teacup towards Qiu Lingpi, smiling as she said: "Then I thank shopkeeper Qiu for my trust. I, Song Xiangsi, will definitely not disappoint shopkeeper."

In this way, the matter was settled. After Qiu Lingpi was sent away, his siblings surrounded him and chattered on beside Song Xiangsi.

"Elder sister, who is that person?" Song Cheng looked curiously at the direction that Keeper Qiu had walked in and asked Song Xiangsi.

Song Xiangsi smiled, rubbed Song Cheng's head and explained softly, "It's the person who gave us the silver."

"Puff …"

The tea that Meng Fangxuan had just drunk was caught off guard by Song Xiangsi's senseless words. He was so agitated that he spat it out. He looked at Song Xiangsi with a complicated expression as the corner of his mouth faintly twitched.

Song Xiangsi raised her eyebrows, completely ignoring him as she explained the reason to her brothers and sisters.

When the two little fellows heard her, they looked at her with incomparable adoration and disbelief. "Big Sister, can you really earn over two hundred silver coins every month in the future?"

Song Xiaoxiao's mouth was wide open enough for an egg to fit inside. That was two hundred taels of silver. She had never dreamed of that, but she had never thought that her sister would be able to earn that much money in a month.

It had to be known that in villages like theirs, every household's savings were all less than 20 taels of silver. Even the Lin Clan's life could only be exchanged for 10 taels of silver.

Two hundred silver was already a sky-high price.

Song Xiangsi smiled and pointed to her own head, patiently coaxing her two younger brothers and sisters, "So, no matter what you do, you have to learn how to use your brain. Knowledge is power. Using your brain for money is the most time-saving business."

Song Cheng stared at him with a pair of big black eyes, nodding as if he didn't understand what he meant. He pursed his pink lips, and solemnly said: "Okay, when I grow up, I will definitely work with my sister to earn money. That way, my sister can rest."

The little bun had now become Song Xiangsi's number one little delinquent. Meng Liangxuan smiled and shook his head, looking at the three siblings huddled together. The light in his eyes became gentler, and his heart actually had a faint feeling of tranquility.

Song Xiangsi was slightly moved. She rubbed the little guy's head and went to the kitchen to cook a delicious Chinese meal. She also made some scones and some simple porridge with egg and fried some side dishes.

After finishing her work, she let out a long sigh of relief and turned around to see the man leaning against the door frame. She was stunned for a moment before she smiled.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

she asked him, taking off her apron.

Meng Ling Xuan raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a faint smile. He didn't answer her question. Instead, his gaze fell upon the things that had been prepared in the kitchen.