Phi-Fic Chapter 117 Pattern Squad
Chapter 117 Pattern Squad
Wanyan was somewhat tempted, but as the ninth prince's daughter, wasn't it a bad idea for her to go out and earn money like this?
"But what if Master blames me?" Wanyan Gege pursed her lips, suddenly raised her eyes to look at Wen Yao, and asked with a hint of expectation.
"Master Jiu likes to make money. If he knew that he could make money in his backyard, he would be so happy. Are you still afraid that Master Jiu will blame you? Think about Master Jiu's personality. Will he blame you for making money?" Wen Yao couldn't figure it out.
Wanyan thought of Jiu Ye's character and laughed out loud. Jiu Ye would not care about his face. If they could earn money themselves, Jiu Ye would definitely be happy. Wanyan paused and looked at Wen Yao with a gentle smile. They had been with Jiu Ye for many years but were not as good as Fu Jin who had been with him for only one month.
Perhaps this was also the confidence of being a concubine. Wanyan felt a little unwilling and helpless. There was a hint of relief in her helplessness. The feeling was very complicated. However, when it came to making money, Wanyan did not hesitate too much. "Concubine, will the drawings I draw be known to outsiders?"
"Unless someone recognizes your painting style," Wen Yao looked at Wan Yan, "I won't tell anyone else about it once you leave my place."
Wanyan smiled bitterly, "My style? Who would know?" She quickly recovered her composure, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Madam, but I agree."
"Then we have to negotiate the price," Wen Yao stopped Wanyan from saying, "As a business, the price of the pattern you draw will be determined by the selling price of the finished product, which is about 10% of the net profit. You will pay for five years, and the pattern will belong to the store after five years. Or there is a second option, which is to pay in full at a lump sum, the price is more than five taels, the price varies."
"I choose the first option," Wanyan had no reason to hesitate. She was not in a hurry to use the money, and the first option was the most cost-effective for her.
"We will sign the contract in a while. You should know that after choosing the first option, you need to provide a new pattern to the store every month, it can be a handkerchief pattern or other patterns." Wen Yao looked at Wanyan and continued to explain, "This is the shop's usual rule. If you don't provide a pattern within a month, the remaining money will be withheld. You can continue to receive money when you provide a new pattern."
"The rules for distributing silver and money are that the silver and money earned from the previous month will be distributed at the end of the second month, probably between the 25th and 31st," Wen Yao gave a detailed introduction.
"Do you have anything else you want to ask? When the contract is delivered tomorrow, you can take it back and read it carefully before signing. It is written in great detail and no one can violate it. If you do, you will lose your money," Wen Yao added.
Wanyan was really relieved. She was so organized, which meant that she was not the only one. Wanyan was thinking, one pattern per month, she would have no problem, "What if I have made the finished product?"
"If you want to hear my opinion, then my opinion is that you'd better just provide the pattern. After all, you are the princess of Jiuye's family." Wen Yao shook her head. "If you sell your embroidery, Jiuye won't care that much, but once outsiders know about it, your reputation and even the reputation of the women of your Wanyan clan will be ruined."
"What Fu Jin said is right," Wanyan said and realized that she was wrong. After hearing Fu Jin say this, Wanyan looked at Wen Yao carefully for the first time. She could see that there was no hostility between Wen Yao's eyebrows. She was really gentle. Generally, mistresses who treat concubines harshly can actually show more or less resentment and hostility on their faces.
Wanyan thought about what she liked, thought about it, pursed her lips, "Fujin," Wanyan knelt down directly, "I want to ask, if I paint, will your shop accept it? I... I have been good at painting since I was a child, but my family taught me to be a good wife and mother, and I only need to know a little about music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now I hear what Fujin said, I want to ask if... if I can sell my paintings. If my paintings can't be sold, I can give up the idea."
Wanyan didn't dare to raise her head after she finished speaking. She was very nervous. She mustered up her courage and regretted it right after she finished speaking. What if Fu Jin took advantage of this and ridiculed her in the future? Why did she say it so hot-headedly?
Wen Yao winked at Madam Cui He, "Hurry up and get up. Just talk. Why are you kneeling?" Madam Cui He helped Wan Yan sit up. Wen Yao continued, "If you have finished products, bring them here. I will have people sell them in the store. But considering your reputation, think of a nickname, just like those scholars who write storybooks, think of a pen name."
"Thank you, Madam," Wanyan looked up in surprise and wanted to stand up and kneel down.
"Don't kneel." Although Wen Yao accepted the etiquette of kneeling at every turn, she still felt a little incapable of accepting such frequent kneeling. Respect was not in whether to kneel or not. "If that's the case, add this clause to the contract. Do you have any questions?"
"Yes, I have a question. I'm thinking, if I provide ten new designs at one time, will it be counted as one month or ten months?" Wanyan's uneasiness disappeared, and after calming down, she also thought about what would happen on her side.
"In ten months, if you submit thirty designs at one time and they all meet the store's requirements, then you don't need to submit new designs for two and a half years, and you can get silver money every month." Wen Yao's store will not sell finished products with new designs at once. They are all sold separately, according to a certain number of new products every month.
"Then how will this servant Danqing collect the money?" Wanyan looked at Wen Yao, "Still dividing it this way?"
"No, your paintings are sold in the store, and 10% of the sales price is paid to the store as a handling fee, and you get 90%, which is exactly the opposite of the pattern." Wen Yao laughed, "Even other things sold on behalf of the store are charged in the same way, unless you have reached... already made a name for yourself, or your level in the store is high enough, then the handling fee will be reduced accordingly."
Wen Yao did not hide it. "My shop, Fu Lai Ya Hang, collects new items every month and displays them in a fixed place in the shop. On the 15th of every month, we auction some rare and exotic treasures. For the others, whoever likes them can pay money and take them away. Your paintings will be sold here."
This place was originally prepared for some scholars who had no money, and they did not earn much, but a few of them gave up the imperial examinations and concentrated on studying storytelling or painting, or some other type of thing they liked, and they earned a lot of money every month. There were four or five scholars who stayed in Beijing, and they brought their families here.
"I have no doubts," Wanyan thought of Zhaojia and Hexike. They would know about it in the future, so why not do them a favor? "Fujin, can I tell Sister Zhaojia and Sister Hexike about this?"