Chapter 27
The Youngest Son of the Silver Trading Company Chapter 27
Chapter 27. More than expected (4)
In my experience, that is absolutely not the case.
People have a desire to collect things, regardless of whether they are rich or poor.
And the rich have an imagination that is beyond our comprehension.
“In other words, there are countless ways to utilize these martial artist dolls.”
I can think of dozens of ideas just off the top of my head.
Chief administrator Yu, who was tapping away at his abacus, said.
“If we do this right, it could be a lucrative source of income for the Trading Company.”
“That's right. It has to be.”
Yeon Gak-ju said with a smile.
“By the way, with all these ideas, the future of the Eunhae Trading Company looks bright.”
He looked at me with sparkling eyes, but for some reason, I felt a little uncomfortable.
I tried to avoid his gaze and said, “Father.”
“What is it now?”
“Can I look for a Palm print who can make clothes for the dolls?”
“...?”
Seeing my father's questioning look, I continued.
“I once saw a craftsman who made very stylish and harmonious clothes.”
Perhaps what I had said so far had earned my father's trust, because he readily agreed.
“And please find a craftsman who can make dolls.”
* * *
After Eun Seo-ho left.
Those who remained in Eunwolgaek admired him, recalling how he had confidently expressed his opinion.
“Seo-ho is definitely a natural leader. He is only fifteen, but he already thinks like that.”
“I felt it when he made a secret agreement with Boss Jang last time, but now I know for sure that he is not an ordinary person.”
“The captain must be very proud to have such a son.”
Eun Gil-sang laughed at that.
“He's more talented than I expected.”
He continued.
“To be honest, I was surprised too. I didn't think my youngest son would have such thoughts.”
“By the way, if it weren't for you, we would have been in big trouble. We could have upset the Minister of Justice.”
Everyone nodded in agreement with the chief administrator's words. Then, Jik Gak, who had been silent, spoke up.
“I suddenly had this thought.”
Facing the attention focused on him, Jik Gak continued.
“I want to see how far Seoho can go. And my personal wish is that he becomes the world's best Trading Company.”
* * *
It was evening.
After working hard at the Reikyo Hall again today, I left work and headed to the market accompanied by my bodyguard and two guards.
As my father had allowed me to do, I was looking for a Palm print who could make clothes that were stylish and harmonious.
In my previous life, there were people who helped the Eunhae Cloth Shop, which I had taken over, become the best cloth shop in Hubei.
Jukrim Jiknyeo, who supplied high-quality silk.
And the woman who made beautiful clothes with that silk.
Her sewing skills were so exceptional that she was given the alias Cheonui Mubong, meaning “seamless clothes.”
Now I am going to see her.
Perhaps because it was winter, the days were short, and the streets were already dark.
One by one, lanterns began to light up around them.
“Young master, where are we going?”
“I have some business in the shopping district.”
“I see.”
Pal-gap nodded and headed south.
I tilted my head and asked him.
“Pal-gap, where are you going?”
“Yes? You said you had something to do in the shopping district... Aren't you going to Namga (South Street)?”
“Yes. No.”
The shopping district in the center of Sungyang County was divided into Dongga, Seoga, and Namga.
The east street had relatively inexpensive shops.
The west street was full of entertainment venues such as brothels and red-light districts.
The south street had high-end shops.
Of course, there was also a north street, but there were almost no shops there because it was where the county office was located.
I said to Pal-gap, “We're going to the east street.”
“We're going to Dongga.”
Pal-gap looked puzzled, but he soon followed me to Dongga and we arrived at a fabric store.
Compared to the Eunhae Fabric Store that I used to run, it was a fairly small shop.
“Welcome.”
The shop owner greeted me.
Of course, he didn't recognize me.
I didn't go around announcing that I was the son of the Eunhae Trading Company, and I never had any reason to come to a place like this.
“Are you looking for something?”
The owner looked at my clothes and asked cautiously.
“I'm sorry, but our shop is small, so I'm not sure if we have anything that would catch your eye.”
The owner looked worried that I might cause trouble.
Certainly, people of high rank don't often come to places like this.
Just by coming here, I feel like I'm a bad person, but I can't help it.
I have a reason for coming here.
I looked around the shop.
The quality of the cloth here was indeed low.
I'm not putting this place down.
It can't be helped.
There are hardly any shops in Dongga that sell expensive, high-quality fabrics.
If you want expensive fabrics, you go to Namga, not here.
So, this is where customers who don't have a lot of money come to find what they want.
Ah! There it is!
I soon found what I was looking for.
Several pieces of clothing hung in the fabric store.
Fabric stores don't just sell fabric. They also provide labor for making clothes.
They act as intermediaries for women who do sewing work.
The clothes hanging next to them are samples of their work.
This is why I came here.
The woman who was called Cheon-ui-mu-bong was a seamstress who worked through this broker.
I pointed to one of the clothes and said,
“That one looks quite nice.”
“You have a good eye. It was made by a woman who is famous for her skill in this area.”
“I see. I would like to ask her to make a dress for my mother. Would you be able to arrange that?”
“Of course, I will arrange it for you. Please wait a moment.”
The owner of the fabric store sent someone, and I looked at the dress and thought about my past life.
One day, when I was running my fabric store,
I had to step out for a moment and was caught in a sudden rain shower.
I had no choice but to take shelter under the eaves of a nearby fabric store.
Before I could stop him, he ran off, saying that he would bring a carriage.
While I was taking shelter from the rain, I noticed a piece of clothing in the fabric store and was impressed by it.
It was because the sewing was so exquisite.
At the time, I was wondering what to make and sell with the high-quality silk that was piling up in the fabric store, so her sewing skills caught my eye.
As soon as I met her through the owner of the fabric store, I offered her a position at my trading company.
She looked at me with earnest eyes and replied, "I need money.
“I need money. If you give me a lot of money, I will join your trading company.”
I gave her a large sum of money and signed a contract with her, and she did not disappoint me.
Her real talent was not sewing.
Her real talent was arranging the colors of the fabric appropriately and making clothes that looked good on the wearer.
She was very greedy for money, but at the same time, she was frugal.
Curious about why she was so greedy for money, I secretly asked Pal-gap to investigate, and soon I found out the reason.
She had a sick husband, and the cost of nursing him was enormous.
I cautiously asked her about her family, and she told me about her husband's illness.
What I heard was not a normal illness.
Her husband had been attacked by a black-clad warrior and suffered from sepsis, which was causing his internal organs to rot.
Fortunately, the black-clad warrior who had cured me was still staying at our Trading Company.
So I asked him to check her pulse.
However, after checking her husband's pulse, Heukjeok shook his head heavily.
“It's too late. Evil energy has already invaded his bone marrow. It's a miracle that he's still alive. He'll die within a month at most. If he had been given the right medicine six or even five years ago, he could have been cured.”
And just as Heuk-jik said, her husband passed away two weeks later.
There are several reasons why I came here to see her.
The biggest reason is that I need to decorate the martial artist doll beautifully.
It is an expensive doll, so it must be aesthetically pleasing.
And thanks to her great help in my past life, Eunhae Fabric Store became the best fabric store in Hubei.
There was another reason, but...
Anyway, now I intend to help her.
A moment later
a young woman entered the shop.
She was a thin woman, exactly as I remembered her.
“You said someone wants to have clothes made?”
The owner of the fabric shop replied.
“The customer you're looking for is over there.”
She cautiously approached me.
“Are you the one who made this dress?”
“Yes, I am.”
“I like your sewing skills. I would like to order a dress for my mother. Would that be possible?”
“Of course.”
“Then let's go together.”
She followed me without hesitation. I needed to take her measurements to make the clothes.
A moment later
she looked at me with a confused expression.
“Where am I?”
It was understandable, as what she saw before her eyes was not an ordinary house, but the gate of the Eunhaesang Trading Company.
“This is my house.”
“That's why...”
I smiled and said to her.
“Let me introduce myself again. My name is Eun Seo-ho. I am the youngest son of Eunhae Trading Company.”
“What?”
She was startled, but quickly bowed her head.
“You are the young master of Eunhae Trading Company! I didn't mean to be rude...”
“No, it's nothing. I'm the one who should apologize. Actually, I wasn't telling the truth when I said I was going to make clothes for my mother.”
I continued.
“I have something else I'd like to ask you, but it's confidential, so that's why I said that. Would you mind if we talked about it for a moment?”
She looked confused for a moment, then nodded, and we went inside.
Inside the Eunhae Trading Company, there were several reception rooms for receiving guests.
This was because they had quite a few visitors every day.
I entered one of the reception rooms, asked my bodyguards to wait outside, and invited her to sit down.
“You must be wondering what I want to ask you.”
She nodded slightly in response to my words.
“Let me be blunt. I asked you to come here because I need your skills.”
“My skills...?”
“I saw the clothes you made at the fabric store earlier. Your sewing was very precise and delicate.”
“Ah...”
“Actually, our Trading Company is planning to introduce a new product, dolls.”
“Dolls, you say...?”
“Yes. We would like you to make clothes for the dolls.”
She nodded at my words.
“Okay. I need money. I'll sign the contract for any amount you offer.”
Hearing words similar to those I had heard in my previous life, I smiled faintly.
“Then let's draw up a contract.”
I handed her the contract I had prepared in advance.
“Let me explain the contract.”
“No, I'll read it myself.”
I knew she could read, but I said that because we had just met.
She slowly read the contract and suddenly asked with wide eyes.
“You're giving me this much?”
“Yes.”
“Why... why are you giving me so much?”
I calmly explained to her, who was surprised.
“This is also compensation for your confidentiality. You must keep quiet about the dolls that our Trading Company will be unveiling. And that is quite a difficult task.”
“....”
“What will you do?”
“I'll sign the contract.”
She thought for a moment, then wrote her name on the contract and signed it.
I took one of the two copies of the contract and looked at the name written at the bottom.
Hong Geum-so.
That was her name.
The next day.
As promised, she came to see me half an hour before the appointed time (between 9 and 11 a.m.).
“First, I will show you the workroom where you will be working.”
Hong Geum-so's workroom was located near Gongmil's workroom.