Chapter 253: Chapter 253

Qu Fulan couldn’t sit still for the whole night but eventually came to terms with it.

First of all, the evidence was insufficient. It’s unrealistic to conclude she’s not the original just because of some issues related to a purse.

A person’s martial arts skills can change, so why can’t sewing skills? She said her hand was injured and she couldn’t hold a needle anymore, who could argue with that?

Even though her hand seems fine now, if a person’s hand meridians are injured, it’s true that they can’t do many things; such situations are common even in modern times.

As for not recognizing the purse, that’s even easier to explain, just brush it off with "past like smoke."

Since she’s decided to forget everything and start anew, why recognize that purse at all? Not recognizing it is more logical.

Secondly, she is indeed the original, just with a different soul. As long as she doesn’t say anything, who could see through appearances to the essence?

Anyone who could tell wouldn’t be just an average person, and such people don’t come by the dozens like the general public.

So, she doesn’t need to panic.

Because panicking won’t help.

The matter has come this far, she can only take it step by step, dealing with whatever comes as it arises.

She can’t live in constant anxiety over potential events, disturbing her normal life.

It’s like how everyone’s ultimate fate is death, does it mean we shouldn’t live well today and tomorrow?

Though waking up with panda eyes, Qu Fulan was in much better spirits overall. She applied some makeup to cover the dark circles and went out as usual to work.

The saying goes: the sooner you start a business, the better. If you miss the opportunity, it may never come again.

Nowadays, the lingerie industry is just emerging, with lucrative profits, so she must seize the market quickly. Once others start imitating, her position will be unshakeable.

Currently, Qu Fulan personally oversees the progress of the lingerie for the palace concubines, ensuring this stage goes smoothly. As long as the main part is correct, the subsequent steps will follow.

As for the noble ladies and young misses, they go directly to the store to have their measurements taken, pay a deposit, and just wait to receive their orders.

Otherwise, could they compete with the palace concubines for Qu Fulan’s personal attention?

Besides serving these noble clients, Qu Fulan hasn’t abandoned the general market; she plans to rent another store to target the general public.

Lingerie prices vary; there are pieces costing a few dozen to a few hundred coins, and some even a tael or two, involving materials and craftsmanship. Depending on the client’s class, they enjoy corresponding prices and materials.

When it comes to women’s products, in any era, they sell easier than men’s products.

She casually mentioned the new store while delivering lingerie to those ladies and misses, and the news quickly spread among women.

After all, with palace concubines leading the trend and noble ladies following suit, when the maidservants see this, they inevitably discuss it, and as the discussion spreads, many women also want to buy.

It’s like when a palace concubine wears beautiful makeup or clothes, everyone starts imitating.

Later generations call this: fashion.

"I saw our young miss wearing that thing called ’lingerie’, and it looked so good that I wanted to buy one too."

"Stop dreaming, that’s something only ladies and misses can afford. Do we, as maidservants, deserve such luxury?"

"Don’t say that. I overheard some housekeepers saying there’s a shop selling this ’lingerie’. The price is reasonable, you can buy one for a few dozen coins, but of course, you get what you pay for."

"Really? Then I also want to buy one to try. If I can’t afford the good ones, even a cheap one would satisfy me."

That day, a special guest came to the new store, and the shopkeeper didn’t dare take the order lightly, sending someone to fetch Qu Fulan over.

Qu Fulan was basically at the embroidery workshop every day but had instructed that if there was anything urgent at the shop, someone should fetch her there immediately.

So she arrived at the shop right away.

It was a middle-aged woman who wanted to order a batch and discuss styles and prices with her.

Naturally, Qu Fulan ordered tea to treat her well.

After a few words, Qu Fulan understood why the shopkeeper didn’t dare to take the order lightly.

Because the woman was a brothel madam.

She somehow learned about the lingerie and found out her shop’s address, personally coming over to order custom lingerie for the girls.

The shopkeeper was hesitant to take such an order, fearing it would damage their reputation.

Qu Fulan didn’t mind; business is business, why differentiate customers by nobility or lowliness? It’s unnecessary.

She frankly discussed business with the madam. After some negotiation, covering materials and craftsmanship, they settled the price at one tael per piece.

Qu Fulan originally thought she would have to send someone to take measurements at the brothel, but the madam brought the girls’ sizes, showing eagerness to get the garments.

Quickly, they signed the agreement, paid a deposit, and sealed it with a handprint; the deal was made.

Unknowingly, three months passed.

When Qu Fulan snapped out of her busyness, she realized she had passed these three months unscathed.

As expected, Xiao Shiqing couldn’t be sure of anything, so he didn’t come looking for trouble.

Fortunately, she saw through the root of the problem early on, didn’t magnify the difficulties, and didn’t live in constant fear.

Looking at her achievements now, Qu Fulan felt a strong sense of accomplishment.

In another year or so, she would become a little rich lady.

Speaking of business, one can’t succeed without a background or support.

Take her lingerie business, for example; it’s so profitable that it initially attracted some envious glances. There were those wanting to rob her, sabotage her, take over her business, and pick fights. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel⦿fire.net

But in the end, they backed off upon knowing she had the Pei Mansion as her support.

It’s good to have a big tree to shade you, and Qu Fulan isn’t ungrateful. She decided to properly thank the Heir Pei.

He was very busy; these past months, they met only a handful of times.

She wanted to invite him to dinner, but she had to send someone a few days in advance to check if he was available.

Finally, they set to have a feast today at a peculiar restaurant. Qu Fulan didn’t know what was peculiar about it, just heard rumors.

However, once they entered, Qu Fulan realized what was peculiar about it.

Pei Ji’an didn’t need the waiter’s service and personally poured her tea. This situation wasn’t a first; Qu Fulan was used to it, but the waiter couldn’t help saying, "Miss, your future husband treats you so well."

Qu Fulan was momentarily stunned, not understanding why he’d say that and instinctively wanted to explain, but Pei Ji’an said, "There’s nothing left for you here, you may leave."

Having said that, he gave them some reward, so the waiter eagerly withdrew.

"This restaurant is famous for accommodating engaged couples," Pei Ji’an explained.

Qu Fulan: "..." She didn’t know that, otherwise she wouldn’t have come.

But since he knew, why didn’t he tell her beforehand?

Qu Fulan pouted, realizing she had been tricked.