Chapter 130 Is it possible?

Brother Qingsuo's name is Qingling. He is 19 this year. If his face is not too pale, he was a very handsome man.

After Qing Suo came to the Lin family, Lin Huazhi went to see Qingling once. At that time, Qingling lived in the Shantang opened by Zhang Dashanren. Zhang Dashan's family ran a pharmacy. His medicinal materials business accounted for seven or eight times in Jiangdong Prefecture. Several generations in the house were virtuous doctors. They always provided free medicine soup for those patients who could not produce money, and left Qingling on the side of Shantang. In fact, Lin Huazhi was thinking of taking advantage.

Qingling's illness is a little strange, but after this period of recuperation, most of it has been cured, but it is not a day or two to completely cure it.

After getting up in the morning, Lin Huazhi cleaned up a little and called the green lock to go out. Walking to the courtyard well, Lin poked his head out of the room and shouted for her. Lin Huazhi looked back and hurried out with his head down. He didn't dare to respond to Lin.

Qing Suoqi said, "Sister, the aunt called you. It seems that there is something wrong."

Lin Huazhi smiled and said, "It's not a tight matter. It's not too late to come back later. Let's go to see your brother first." After saying that, he quickly took the green lock's hand and walked to the entrance of the alley.

As soon as I saw Lin's face, I knew that Lin Yuyang had told Lin that she was going to open a dyeing workshop. Lin Huazhi was not afraid of Lin. She just wanted to explain for a long time. If she didn't say anything, she might not be able to convince Lin. She simply pretended not to hear it first and had to be quiet for a moment.

She must open a dyeing workshop, but it's not what Lin Yuyang thought. She is not a fool and will not toss around with the hard-earned money. Besides, if others don't know the strength of Chen Mansion, will she, the old master of Chen Mansion, not know? Lin Yuyang really underestimated her.

I stopped the carriage at the entrance of the alley. About half an hour later, Lin Huazhi and Qingsuo came to the Shantang near the northwest corner of Jiangdong Mansion. After entering, they saw a man standing in the long porch, half squinting and basking in the sun.

"Brother." Qing Suo took a few steps happily and greeted the man.

Lin Huazhi looked carefully. Qingling's face and spirit were much better than when he saw him last time. The most obvious thing is that he can go to the ground now. It turned out that Lin Huazhi thought that Qingling had a terminal illness and would spend the rest of his life in **.

Qingling smiled very funny, gently, like the spring breeze in March. He raised his hand and stroked Qing Lock's face and looked at it. Qingling nodded with satisfaction. He looked up again and whispered, "I've seen Miss Lin."

Seeing that Qingling's tone was polite and strange, Lin Huazhi hurriedly said, "What kind of lady is not a lady? They are all a family. Just call me Huazhi. I treat Qing Lock as my own sister.

Qingling is not that kind of pedantic person. After listening to Lin Huazhi's words, he smiled and pointed to the corner pavilion at the end of the corridor and said, "Let's go and sit down."

Qing Suo helped Qingling walk side by side with Lin Huazhi. After sitting in the corner pavilion, Lin Huazhi said to Qing Suo, "Qing Suo, help your brother get a cover in the room. It's gloomy here. I'm afraid of the cold. By the way, make a pot of hot tea."

Qing Suo knew that Lin Huazhi had something to talk to Qingling, so he answered and left the corner pavilion and left the two to talk alone.

Qingling's eyes have been resting on Qing Suo. When he saw that Qing Suo turned the corner door and disappeared, he turned his head and looked at Lin Huazhi: "Miss Lin, you might as well say it directly."

"I only have one thing to do today. I want to ask Brother Qingling to do business with me."

"Doing business?" Qingling was stunned and then smiled, "Miss Lin, are you kidding? As for my body, I need someone to greet me from time to time. Who is a businessman?

Lin Huazhi smiled and said, "I'm going to open a dyeing workshop. Brother Qingling got the true biography of Master Ma and has his own unique insight into dye color matching. He is the best candidate. That's what I think. I will pay for the money, and Brother Qingling will join the partnership with his ability. If we get a profit, our two families will be divided into five to five. Lin Huazhi didn't seem to hear what Qingling had just said, and said what she thought in her heart.

Qing Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Miss Lin, this dyeing workshop is not a simple thing. Moreover, nine out of ten of the dyeing business in Jiangdongfu is run by Chenfu. I really can't see that there is money in opening the dyeing workshop.

"Chenfu produces cloths in the upper, middle and lower three categories, and the upper-quality cloth is used by high-ranking officials and rich people in Beijing every year; medium-sized cloth is used in three prefectures and nine prefectures, but most of the people who can afford such cloth are the local rich people with a face; although the worst cloth is at the bottom, it does not mean that the cloth produced by Chen Mansion is not good, but compared with the first two From cloth to dyeing, it is not the best. Even so, the price of third-class cloth is not low. With my current ability, I naturally dare not fight with Chen Fu. I can only pick up omissions and beg for food.

Qing Ling hasn't heard her words for a long time, and Lin Huazhi is not in a hurry. In fact, there are still words in her words, depending on whether Qingling can hear them.

Half a day later, Qingling said tentatively, "What does Miss Yilin mean, do you have a way? Who are you going to sell the cloth you dyed?

Lin Huazhi laughed and whispered mysteriously, "Selling rich people."

"What?" Qingling was shocked and didn't hide his surprise.

Is this...is this possible?