Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses Chapter 471 - 217: High-Quality Fabric! Friendly Bargaining!

In my hand is "a stretch of a relaxed sky"?

Yuchi was astonished.

"This is a leaf of Cloud Single Grass, and it has been specially treated, possessing three main characteristics."

"First, clothes made from Cloud Single Grass give off a light and flowing sensation, as if you’re among the clouds."

"Second, Cloud Single Grass itself is sensitive to toxins. If the body is ill, clothes made from it will gradually turn black to inform the wearer of their physical condition."

"Third, the material of Cloud Single Grass is quite unique. Though in the palm, it feels as if you’re holding a white cloud; naturally, its breathability is also evident."

After Su Qifang finished speaking, she was naturally very proud. Since you, Yuchi, want to seriously discuss business with , I’ll seriously discuss business with you! Surely, you’ve never seen such high-end fabric, have you? Even if I gave it to you, could you make any clothes?

What a waste of a precious resource!

Yuchi understood and smiled as he asked, "Can I take this fabric out to have a look?"

"You can!" Su Qifang said confidently.

She was naturally not afraid of Yuchi taking the fabric. Even if you stole it, so what? Do you know how to make it? Even if given to you for imitation, you wouldn’t be qualified to replicate it!

Haha, that’s pride.

"Alright."

"Wait a mont."

Yuchi took the fabric and left to consult with a seamstress. Seeing Yuchi was already a delightful event for her, and upon seeing the fabric, she was even more surprised.

"Sanlang, this fabric is exceptionally good. I’ve never seen anything like it before. If clothes could be made from such fabric, the final result would certainly be exceptional!"

"But it must be quite expensive, right?"

"Yes, I think this must be quite pricey. Just one look tells you it’s very costly, and there’s a different aura covering it, exceeding our previous perceptions of fabric."

Hearing the seamstress’s words, Yuchi roughly understood and simply returned to Su Qifang.

Su Qifang sat calmly, truly at ease talking about fabric. After all, this is her specialty. Could she possibly lose to a young fellow?

"At most, he’ll just ask, and in the end, he’ll probably ask about those cheaper ones and casually buy so cheap material."

Su Qifang was long aware of this tactic.

It’s like spotting sothing at a street stall but not ntioning it at first, andering around like you’re going to buy sothing else, but ending up going for the regular thing you initially noticed.

Haha? As soone who creates fabric, could I be tricked by you, a president? Could I fall for your routine?

Impossible, such a thing could not happen to a professional like us.

You can only fool others at a street stall—like an old man beside a construction site with so "just unearthed" treasure.

Ask him when it’s from, and as expected, it’s from yesterday...

It’s just deceiving those who don’t understand; how could those who know be fooled?

For either buyer or seller, there’s an age-old truth—no one knows more about selling than the seller... except fellow industry rivals.

Yuchi walked in, able to see Su Qifang’s smugness. He placed the fabric on the table and directly asked with a smile, "How much does a bolt of this fabric cost?"

Su Qifang: "..."

Every era has different thods for calculating lengths, and in this era, it starts with the more commonly used chun.

A chun is three centiters, a chi is ten chun, and ten chun are thirty-three centiters, so a Three-foot Cyan Blade is a one-ter-long sword.

A zhang is ten chi, which equals three ters and three; hence, three zhang is ten ters.

And a bolt is four zhang, approximately thirteen ters long, with the fabric width being about one ter three.

So when Yuchi asked how much a bolt of fabric costs, it was clear—how much for a piece thirteen ters long and one ter three wide.

Su Qifang: What’s this?

Does he think this is ordinary fabric!

A bolt?!

Is this kind of thing asured by the bolt?!

Su Qifang was simply shocked and almost laughed. If it were other regular fabrics, asking about a bolt would simply an a bolt. A bolt of regular cotton would be about 100 wen, better ones 300 wen—that’s not a big deal.

But with this thing, you ask for a bolt?

It’s like going to a jewelry store to buy gold; others calculate by the gram, but here cos Yuchi asking: "Boss, how much for a ton of gold?"

What’s that?

A ton, and then he gives you half a gram?!

"Miss Su?" Yuchi gazed at her in confusion.

He was serious... Su Qifang was so helpless, she could only try to maintain her composure as she said, "Sir, with this fabric, we don’t work with large bolts; we produce small bolts."

Large bolts, known as market bolts, are of conventional size, but small bolts are ten tis smaller.

A conventional bolt is thirteen ters long and one ter three wide, while a small bolt asures one ter three long and thirteen centiters wide. This simply isn’t used as the main material for clothing; this width typically makes belts, accessory cords, or supports for Bao’Er, giving Bao’Er more wraps, used for shaping and anti-sagging at best.