Rebirth: The Farmer Girl's Backlash.
Chapter 265

Because we make clothes, of course, there are materials needed. Although the price of the fabric is not too expensive, but this fabric is very rare. At least ordinary people could not find a cloth like this. It seemed that for this race, an expert took his treasure.

Pei Yuwen quietly asked him and found out that it was the old man who took him out. The old man's surname was Xiong, and he was the famous Mr. Xiong. He was famous not for his skills, but for his bad temper. Known if you want to buy clothes made there are rules, which must be pleasing to the eye. Otherwise, he wouldn't have adjusted it to people. Because of this bad behavior, it is not known how many officials have been offended. Many people wanted to hurt him, but he had supporters, so sometimes he had nothing to fear.

Pei Yuwen knew that it was Mr. Xiong who took out his precious cloth, and secretly decided to look for an opportunity to pay him back. He left the dance sanggar with a cloth.

When Pei Yuwen led everyone home, everyone remained silent. Pei Yuwen arranged for some embroideries to return and draw ready-made clothes.

“Why are you quiet?” Pei Yuwen took a sip of his tea and looked at the Pei family.

Pei Yuling and Pei Yujun looked at each other. Xiao Lin, Li shi and Lin also looked depressed.

“You don't trust me?” Pei Yuwen saw the problem.

The bet between Pei's family and Fang's is related to the fate of the two clothing stores. If the Pei family really lost, they would have to leave here. This was their root, and Li shi was definitely unwilling to leave his hometown. Although the Pei family was now in the wind, there were always surprises, and today's scenery was only one of them. So, it was only natural that the Pei family felt worried.

They had never seen the tightness of competition in person, but today they saw it and felt the excitement firsthand.

“Kakak, what do we need to do?” Pei Yujun asked gently.

"Second brother, I'll teach you how to dye a red neon cloth. You can dye more neon fabrics these days.Take advantage of the current situation, and make a lot of money first." After Pei Yuwen said to Pei Yuling, he said to Li shi: Grandma, don't forget that sister has now joined the military. Sooner or later we have to go to the capital. Even if we really lose this time, we don't have nowhere to go. We have a house in the capital, and of course we have nothing to lose.

"Yes, grandma is older, it's not like you young people like great things like that. Be busy! Grandma supports you."

“Thank you grandma. Second brother in charge of dyeing the cloth. Second sister stay with me and see how we finish these clothes. I might leave this to you in the future. The second brother could live comfortably with the help of Nixia cloth recipes, and the younger sister could live a prosperous life by running a clothing store."

“How about you?” Lin looked at her daughter doubtfully: you have a plan for everyone, why don't you make a plan for yourself? .

"The clothing store will be great. Then our whole family just waited and split the money. I'm gonna be a hands-off shopkeeper and just take care of the money."

After hearing his answer, everyone laughed.

"Why is sister Yingge getting involved with the oldest young master of the Fang family? Has he not returned yet? I'll ask him when he gets back." Pei Yuling looked curious: looking at the oldest young master of the Fang family, I'm afraid he might have thoughts about sister Yingge. If it says that the Fang family is really going to lose, do we really want to expel them? .

"Actually, you don't have to do this. As long as they offer interesting conditions, I will give up. However, even if I give up again, everyone in town will know about our bet. From now on, the Fang family will always be inferior to the Pei family. After this incident, the Pei family clothing store could become famous."

Lin and Xiao Lin found out about the pressure on the Pei family clothing store and began to consider going to the clothing store to see everyone's news.

Duanmu Moyan leaned lazily on the chair, combing the hair on his chest with a finger. His eyes were unfocused and his attention was clearly distracted.

"Master Mo, what are you doing here?What are you thinking?" Pei Yuwen was in a relaxed state, lacking the usual thoroughness.

The room was finally quiet, and there were no distorted voices in his ears. Duanmu Moyan glanced at him, her eyes showing intimacy. Only the most trusted person could see her relaxed look.

"In the match earlier, if you ask me to find him, I can bring the people from Linglong's House." Duanmu Moyan approached and sat down beside him. He put his elbow on the table and leaned his body towards her.

“Why didn't you come to me?” Pei Yuwen said calmly: I will definitely win. But that's not what I want.

"You want to win on your own. What if you can't do it? Are you still stubborn?" Duanmu Moyan was a little annoyed.

Is it hard to make him submit? Why does he have to be so stubborn? Can't she sometimes be like an ordinary woman who shows weakness? .

"Why can't I do it? If this does not work, try again next time. If it doesn't work next time, keep trying. If it doesn't work today, I can always do it after working hard. If I have to ask others for help because I can't do it, if I have to rely on men to stand up, then he's not me, Pei Yuwen." As he said this, Pei Yuwen was like a brave warrior.

Duanmu Moyan seemed to see a true warrior who fell down, got back up, fell down again, and got back up.

He saw so many traits in this woman that were different from ordinary people. These characteristics attract his attention and make him unable to control his body and mind.

"Forget over! After all you are reasonable," Duanmu Moyan stroked her forehead helplessly. He was never able to compete with her. No matter what she said, whether it made sense, whether she agreed, it was she who ended up giving in. So why bother arguing with him? Just tired in the end. Because from the beginning they met, this is how it looks. He's been used to it for a long time, right?

“Okay, I'm tired,” said Yingge with the look on her tired face, she even walked over tiredly. He sat on the other side of Pei Yuwen and took Pei Yuwen's tea cup, and drank it.

Yingge thought it was Pei Yuwen and turned her head sadly. When he saw the pair of cold eyes, the look on his face became erect and his body shivered.

"Is this Wen'er's cup? Aih.. I don't think anyone's drinking it." Yingge poured tea for herself and muttered in her heart: Is this man not sick? It's just a cup of tea. For those who don't know, maybe he will think he has done something to his lover.

"Hey! The man who rules is scary." Yingge said with emotion.

"You don't look good like this. Does it have anything to do with that young master Fang?" Pei Yuwen asked casually.