The whole room looked at her. "Business? What business?"
Xu Su Ying said, "Those merchants from the Western Regions brought dozens of carts of woven wool blankets with them..."
But their timing was off. The weather was growing warmer, and summer clothes would soon be worn. Who would buy winter goods now? Moreover, the price wasn't cheap—it was enough for commoners to buy over a dozen bolts of coarse cloth.
The merchant was so worried he had blisters on his lips. When he saw that Xu Su Ying knew her goods, it was like he was looking at a living immortal. He even promised her a thirty percent discount if she was willing to buy the entire batch.
"Thirty percent off is still too expensive. I'm going to see if I can get them for half price. The only reason these goods aren't selling is because no one is promoting them. If we just find the right person to use them on the right occasion, I guarantee they'll sell out instantly."
